Sweet slice-of-life love story: Wife, Let's love again

"I’m telling you," Qin Guanglin laughed, revealing a set of white teeth, "I should be the luckier one." Which is better, to like someone or to be liked by someone?

He couldn’t come up with an answer to the question, he just knew that it was the best when the one he liked liked him back.

He Fang just smiled and looked at his face without speaking again.

Perhaps only she knew the feeling she had when she first saw him from a street corner, covered in mud—when a person is extremely happy, they really can’t smile.

To cry tears of joy was too light a term; no words could describe her feelings at that moment.

"What are you thinking about?" Qin Guanglin’s heart skipped a beat as he was being watched; there was an indescribable feeling in that gaze,

"It’s really nice."

She smiled, took a sip of tea, and then looked up to repeat, "It’s really, really nice."

"What’s nice? Me?" Qin Guanglin began to indulge in his own charm.

He Fang nodded affirmatively, "Having you by my side is really nice."