Lian Qingyang stared straight at Jin Yan, even though there were people all around, laughing and teasing, in his eyes, there was only Jin Yan left.
Jin Yan blushed as he looked at her, her heart racing; after a few days of not seeing him, the longing in her heart was overwhelming.
Jin Yan lifted her dress and walked step by step towards Lian Qingyang, automatically ignoring the laughter around her. In this dress, looking in the mirror, she was even amazed by herself.
"Xiao Yang, aren't you going to snap out of it?" Jin Yan stepped forward and waved her hand in front of him.
Lian Qingyang instinctively grabbed her soft, fair hand; it felt very good in his grasp.
"Gold, don't call me Xiao Yang anymore. You can call me Brother Lian, or Qingyang." Lian Qingyang corrected her.
Jin Yan shot him a glance and said, "No, I will call you Xiao Yang. Who told you to call me Gold?"
