"Do you like it?" Two bare arms wrapped around her body from behind, and Cheng Yun's voice, warm like water, sounded by her ear.
Su Tiantian trembled all over, and various emotions swept quickly across her beautiful face—sadness, grief, regret, joy, and more. Turning her head to look at Cheng Yun, she felt as if her throat was blocked, unable to say anything.
Suddenly, her lips were claimed by someone. She abruptly opened her eyes wide and stared dazedly at the person ravaging her lips, forgetting to react.
"Tiantian..." A voice that seemed like a sigh, a voice full of powerlessness. She seemed to feel that all of his attention was on her, not Su Nian.
"I wanted to put this ring on your finger a long, long time ago but never got the chance." The man's tone sounded somewhat regretful.
Su Tiantian blinked, staring at the exquisite ring, lost in thought.
