"Lan Zhi, my heart is overjoyed."
Qin Ke took out the silver ring and wore it around his neck. Though it looked somewhat absurd, in Rong Xi's eyes, it was breathtakingly beautiful.
By accepting his ring, he became his.
He secretly rejoiced to himself.
"There are many mosquitoes here. Shall we return to the residence?" Stars seemed to gather in Qin Ke's eyes as he asked expectantly.
Now that things had come to pass, Rong Xi naturally nodded.
After returning to the residence, Qin Ke tightly clasped Rong Xi's hand and headed straight for the bedroom.
As they passed the main courtyard, they happened upon Rong Weijing. He had not paid them much attention at first, but when he suddenly saw that the two were holding hands, his face filled with shock. He could hardly believe it!
Before he could question them, however, their robes had already vanished around the corner.
Qin Ke walked quickly, his palm scorching hot. Rong Xi barely kept pace with him until they finally reached the bedroom.
The moment he stepped inside, he heard the door slam shut behind him. Just as he was about to turn around, a powerful force yanked him into an embrace and held him tightly.
The man's cool fragrance swept into his nose. The heartbeat in his chest was thunderous, and the arms around his back slowly tightened.
"Lan Zhi."
His voice was low and hoarse, concealing faint tremors.
Rong Xi's cheeks abruptly burned red. As though affected by the man's emotions, his own heart began pounding fiercely as well.
He slowly raised his head, intending to remind him that words were engraved on the silver ring, but his lips were ruthlessly sealed.
The breath between them was as scorching as magma, nearly melting him away.
Qin Ke shed his