Shi Nuan flipped through several volus, each of which was well taken and looked great.
But she couldn’t choose a set she liked the most from the ones she’d already seen.
Looking at the more than a dozen remaining, Shi Nuan genuinely felt like sighing.
Song Yansheng ca downstairs at around ten past eight, and at that ti, Shi Nuan was still flipping through, not even halfway done.
He must have just taken a shower; his hair was still a bit damp, wearing a dark loungewear, with a glass of water in his hand.
He walked over with a leisurely stride.
His hair was not overly grood, making him look much younger than when he usually wore formal attire.
In fact, at twenty-nine, he was indeed very young.
He curled his lips into a smile and asked Shi Nuan, "How is it? Have you found sothing you particularly like?"
Shi Nuan shook her head in distress, "They’re all great and beautiful, I really can’t decide!"
Song Yansheng leaned his handso face closer, his refined features extrely near to Shi Nuan, with long eyelashes, a high nose bridge, and that beautifully shaped lip below.
Shi Nuan rembered how this lip had passionately kissed her last night, and a blush flashed across her face as she looked away.
"This set of dresses is quite lovely, white gauze, looking ethereal, very suitable for Nuannuan!"
Shi Nuan pursed her lips and said, "I’ve never worn such clothes..."
"You can try wearing it; of course, if Nuannuan looks too beautiful in it, I’m afraid I wouldn’t want Nuannuan to wear it often. Nuannuan’s beauty should be for alone to enjoy!"
Overbearing!
Shi Nuan frowned slightly!
But in her heart, it felt a bit sweet.
Love, the so-called love, should be this kind of possessiveness, Song Yansheng has it for her, and she has it for Song Yansheng... as well.
"By the way, next month on the fourteenth is Nuannuan’s birthday. Does Nuannuan want a grand celebration, or just a romantic world with her husband?"
Song Yansheng suddenly asked again.
Shi Nuan was taken aback.
At the sa ti, she thought she might have fallen into Song Yansheng’s verbal trap again.
A grand celebration was impossible; Shi Nuan would never choose that!
So isn’t the only option now to choose a romantic world with Song Yansheng?
With a slightly red face, Shi Nuan said, "There are still nearly twenty days left, no rush..."
Song Yansheng nodded, "Nuannuan need not hurry, I have everything arranged!"
"..." Shi Nuan didn’t know what to say again.
Back when she was in love with Shen Zui, she was too young, and her thoughts were very simple.
As for birthdays, she felt that having a al together was a kind of happiness.
Later, with Song Yichuan, who was both a friend and a confidant, she treated each of her birthdays, and each of Song Yichuan’s birthdays, as a cherished gift.
And every year on her birthday, she would make a wish, hoping that this boy nad Song Yichuan would still be by her side next year.
But ultimately, Song Yichuan did not spend her twenty-first birthday with her.
Now, she has Song Yansheng, mature, steady, caring for her overly, almost a perfect example of an ideal partner.
Everything she couldn’t think of, he arranged for her.
And everything she thought of, he also arranged for her.
She hardly needed to think about anything, hardly needed to do anything, and everything was just good.
Having such a man, for a woman, must be happiness.
So Shi Nuan now feels very happy.
This is also a feeling she has rarely felt over the years.
She even once thought she would never feel this way again in this lifeti...
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