Wei Anning's fingers were ice cold from nervousness but they quickly warmed up, enveloped by his warm, large hands, even through the red ribbon she could feel the man's gaze on her, focused, tender, so tender it seemed to wring out water.
Her heartbeat accelerated, no girl would not want to be the princess in the eyes of the man she loves, "You've already given me the best thing in the world."
"It's not enough," Leng Youchen said as he held her hand, drawing her closer, he bent down to kiss her stiff, cold fingers, then had her sit down on a chair.
Wei Anning wanted to untie the red ribbon but was stopped by Leng Youchen, "Wait a moment."
Wei Anning reluctantly lowered her hands, her curiosity growing, what kind of surprise was he planning for her?
