Song Zhou turned to look at him. "I spent the whole afternoon watching you and forgot what I wanted to say. What's wrong?"
"Nothing. You were so quiet that I felt like I was ignoring you." Lu Ao took his hand, a hint of guilt in his eyes. "You're so busy with work, and your time is so tight, but I dragged you out here. I feel like I wasted your time."
"What does that matter? I don't live just to work." Song Zhou smiled. "I'm happy whenever I'm with you. You're especially attractive when you work. Of course, you're attractive the rest of the time too."
Their fingers intertwined. Lu Ao hadn't expected to hear him say that.
He froze for a moment, then finally found his voice. "I thought you didn't like me going out to work."
"Why wouldn't I?" Song Zhou said gently. "Everyone needs work, not just for money or other material rewards, but for the sense of accomplishment it brings. You come alive when you're working. I like seeing you that way."
Lu Ao looked at him.
Song Zhou turned toward him, and their eyes met. His expression was calm.
Song Zhou was always handsome, but after saying all that, he seemed to glow. Lu Ao gazed at him, his heart melting.
At that moment, he thanked heaven—or whatever else was out there—with perfect clarity for giving him the luck to meet Song Zhou.
Seeing Lu Ao's flushed cheeks and distant gaze, Song Zhou smiled. "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Lu Ao suddenly wrapped his arms around him. "Nothing. I just realized how handsome you are!"
Song Zhou shook his head and laughed.
As they talked, they found a secluded spot and teleported home.
Chubby was still awake. When he