Song Xian looked at Xie Liangchen with her head hanging down, unconsciously revealing a smile. Even though he had seen this smile more and more often, he still couldn't help but feel his heart flutter each time.
It's almost time. We're about to return to Zhenzhou. Once we reach Chen Family Village, we can set a wedding date. Before next spring plowing, I can marry her and will never have to part again.
Song Xian said softly, "I'm not leaving tonight."
Xie Liangchen naturally understood what Song Xian was saying. He intended to stay overnight at the East Courtyard. This wasn't the first or second time. After all, the house was large and there was no shortage of places for Song Xian and Chang An to stay. But hearing Song Xian use such a tone, she inexplicably blushed.
"Sister, why is your face red?" Song Xian asked. "What are you thinking about? I didn't say anything else, why are you embarrassed?"
As he spoke, Song Xian deliberately took a few steps forward.
