The next second, Su Wanwan was pulled by the force on her wrist and pressed onto the wide desk.

  One hand propped against her cheek, the other pinched her small chin, his fingertips gently stroking, thin lips slightly parted, his voice low and hoarse, "I made such a great sacrifice for you, and all I get is a thank you?"

  Su Wanwan blinked a few times, looking puzzled, and then said with an innocent expression: "Then can I say two sentences?"

  Pei Muni looked at Su Wanwan's eyes, where a sly light flickered, and his lips curled up with a wicked smile. His handsome face slowly sank, and he replied to her one word at a time, "You don't need to say it, doing is more sincere."

  “……。”

  Pei Mu Nian, you rascal!

  However, she didn't have a chance to say that sentence out loud, as Pei Mochen had already deeply kissed her, swallowing all of her words.

  Su Wanwan's hand patted his chest a few times, and then her arms unconsciously wrapped around him, holding him tightly.

  Three years ago, she knew about that matter. After breaking up with him in a huff, she didn't dare to hope for a future between them anymore. Even after marrying him, she lived cautiously every day, always prepared to be driven away by him.

  But she never thought that she and he could have today.

  So happy, so sweet, so wonderful, she suddenly fell into a beautiful dream, she was very happy, but at the same time, she also had deep-seated fears.

  Her happiness has always seemed extremely fragile, like walking on thin ice, and it would shatter with the slightest carelessness.

  Three years ago, wasn't her happiness maintained for less than twenty-four hours?

  So will her happiness this time also have an expiration date?

  Even if there is, can't she be a little greedy and hope that this deadline will last a little longer...

  Su Wanwan's mood was inexplicably low, and although she tried to hide it, Pei Muxuan still noticed. His lips slightly left Su Wanwan's lips, breathing slightly, his large palm holding her cheek, gently asking, "What's wrong?"

  Su Wanwan looked at Pei Mochen's concerned eyes, and her heart felt a warmth. Many things she had been suppressing in her heart, not daring to say, hiding them tightly, afraid that others would see her weakness. But the man in front of her was the one she deeply loved, his gaze so gentle, gentle enough to make her tightly closed heart door uncontrollably open, exposing her fears and anxieties in front of him.

  Su Wanwan lightly bit her lower lip and spoke in a low voice, "Pei Muxian, will we always be okay?"

  Pei Muni thought that he was the one who had always felt insecure, but it turned out that Su Wanwan also felt this way.

  She also worries about them being bad, right? Because she likes them, so she cares, right?

  Pei Muni's heart was trembling violently, his eyes were increasingly deep and affectionate, like a vast ocean, wanting to drown Su Wanwan inside. He replied firmly, "I will."

  As long as Su Wanwan is willing, he will be good to her, love her well, and hand in hand through this long life.

  Pei Muni's promise made Su Wanwan's heart slightly more at ease, but for some reason, she still had a faintly indescribable sense of unease in her heart. She couldn't verbalize this feeling and could only subconsciously hold Pei Muni tighter, then her head slightly lifted up and she actively kissed Pei Muni.

  Two people entwined from the study all the way back to the bedroom.