"But I know you well."

Zi Yan rubbed her head against Zhang Han's neck. Her soft cheek was clinging to Zhang Han's skin.

Then she whispered, "You are very gentle to me and Mengmeng. You don't even care much about other things. You're cold to your enemy. You can be masculine and gentle at the same time. Our relationship is destined, and I feel lucky to be with you. Mengmeng and I will always be happy as long as you're with us. We'll hold our wedding as long as you ...