A person more beautiful than a flower, those four words made Tang Li's cheeks flush slightly.
It was the first time Song Baiyan had spoken such straightforward "words of affection" to her, it was a bit sudden, but she didn't find it cheesy. So, going with the flow, she said, "In that case, I'll allow you to look."
After speaking, she began removing the candles from the cake.
Song Baiyan watched her orderly movements with increasing tenderness in his eyes, then held her slender wrist, his thumb gently resting on her inner wrist: "What wish did you make just now?"
"I wished... we could always be like this forever."
Tang Li spoke truthfully.
Even though, saying the wish out loud might make it not come true.
Upon hearing her wish, Song Baiyan was touched, pulled her back into his arms, and then said, "That's not hard to achieve, it's a wasted wish opportunity."
