"I'm narcissistic, and I also adore you," Meng Xinian said.
Chiang Xiao blinked her eyes, her heart racing, "W-when did you learn to say such sweet words?"
Was he trying to overwhelm her with sweetness all at once?
Meng Xinian let out a light laugh, then lowered his head and pressed a kiss on her lips. "I was especially afraid you'd get hurt just now."
So, he used to feel that actions were more important than words, and some words were too cheesy to say out loud. But now he felt he should express himself more, say more, let her know how deep his feelings for her were. In the future, if she encounters any danger, she might think more of him.
Thinking about how he would be sad and suffering, for his sake, she would take better care of herself.
Chiang Xiao's heart softened.
This man...
Meng Xinian kissed her once more and said, "I'll go up to pick herbs. Wait for me here, don't wander off."
He just wanted to keep her within his sight.
"Okay, I won't go."
