He said it so naturally, but there was still some caution in his intimate action. He held her arm and did not dare to hold it as hard as he did just now.
Ye Nanxi was silent for a while, then shook the sleeve of her wedding gown. "Xiao Xuan, do you think I love you?"
Xiao Xuan was startled. He did not understand why she would ask such a question. His heart vaguely felt a little uneasy.
"You said it before," he said in a low voice for a long time. She had told him personally that he could never find someone who loved him more than she did. He would never forget this sentence, and he was also sure of it. Although his heart was as painful as being stabbed by a knife at that time, the joy in his heart could not be covered. He felt that he was asking for trouble, but he was willing to do so.
