Li Jing looked at An Tong in surprise, saw her nodding gently, and reached out to pull her to his side. "You don't have to tire yourself out so much. After pressing for so long, your hand must be sore, right?"
An Tong shook her head slightly, her face radiating a happy smile, "Being with you makes me very happy; I don't feel tired at all.
Instead, when you're not around, I sometimes miss you, sitting alone in this house feeling particularly lonely. But once you're back, I feel full of energy."
Li Jing looked at the gentle and considerate An Tong in front of him, and waves of emotions stirred in his heart.
Among the many women he had met, An Tong was undoubtedly the most suitable as a wife.
She was beautiful, obedient, and caring, making it hard not to be moved by such a girl.
Although Li Jing did not plan to marry, looking at An Tong in front of him, he really did not want to let her down.
Thus, he stood up directly and took An Tong's hand.
