"It's okay." She was held in his arms, feeling completely enveloped by his love.
Cheng Xinghe chuckled, "Let's go, I'll take you home."
After saying that, he lifted her up.
Li Chuyue wrapped her arms around his neck, looked up at him, "Am I heavy?"
"Even if there were ten of you, I could lift you all up." He looked at her and smiled, "Holding something you love, how could it feel heavy?"
If you were to hold a hundred pounds of bricks, it might feel quite heavy.
But if... it's a hundred pounds of your own gold, you'd be overjoyed.
His analogy made Li Chuyue burst into laughter.
Cheng Xinghe carried her out the door, and as they passed by, the servants saw this scene and were incredibly envious.
Cheng Xinghe was undoubtedly perfect in every way.
However, a person like him was not at all a flirt, but rather wholeheartedly devoted to one woman.
Making everyone wish they could become Li Chuyue.
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