Here on the mountaintop, besides the jagged, bizarrely shaped rocks, there were also plenty of soft, grassy patches.
Their silhouettes intertwined under the setting sun; everything felt so beautiful and natural.
After a long while, Jiang Xinghai finally let go of Leng Ning, his eyes filled with a gentle, doting affection.
"You're impossible. I didn't even get to watch the sunset," Leng Ning said, gazing quietly at Jiang Xinghai.
"Are you sure you only came up here to watch the sunset?" Jiang Xinghai chuckled.
Leng Ning didn't answer. A blush crept across her face, and her heart was still pounding erratically.
"It's getting dark. Let's head down. I still have to make good on my promise to you," Jiang Xinghai said, pulling Leng Ning to her feet.
Leng Ning felt a mix of apprehension and anticipation. "Aren't you tired?"
"Who would get tired of something so blissful?" Jiang Xinghai teased.
