Tomorrow, maybe the day after, or the day after that, she doesn't know when she'll get engaged to Yu Wanqing.
Perhaps, Xia Yinian just wants to fully enjoy the feeling of being in love before they get engaged.
Why complicate things with love or not love—where's the time for that?
"Hmm." Gu Beicheng nodded, "What do you call me?"
"Beicheng." Xia Yinian called softly with a smile.
Her long fingers landed on his collar, and she gave him a push, jumping down from the sink.
Playing around a bit, she then realized that unfastening a belt wasn't as easy as it seemed.
Xia Yinian frowned, half-squatting in front of the man, studying the belt buckle seriously.
The little girl's head position was just right, and from the mirror, their posture could make someone daydream.
Just as Xia Yinian managed to unbuckle the belt, she was startled by the scene in front of her.
She was too absorbed in her sincere effort that she neglected one thing.
