Outside the window, fireworks continued as Sheng Yanxiao kissed Su Weiyi, conquering and claiming territory. The young man seemed taller; Su Weiyi was clearly tilting her head up, yet she could still feel the increasingly large arc of his bend.
After a long while, Sheng Yanxiao finally let her go. A bit of Su Weiyi's lip color was on the corner of his mouth, giving him an enchanting and captivating look. Without pulling away, Sheng Yanxiao leaned his forehead against hers.
"Weiwei, kissing you is so exhausting."
Su Weiyi: "…"
"But I want to be exhausted for a lifetime."
Su Weiyi: "…"
Her cheeks flushed, Su Weiyi pressed her lips together. "What… do you plan to do later?"
Sheng Yanxiao chuckled softly. "You'll know soon."
For this birthday, he used all the romantic gestures he could find that girls might like, of course, including the late-night Ferris wheel.
