Upon hearing Chen Mo's invitation, Jiang Qing could not help looking into his eyes.
As she looked at Chen Mo, Jiang Qing did not know whether she was overthinking or imagining things, but she felt his gaze was somewhat scorching. Her cheeks flushed faintly, and a trace of shyness appeared in her limpid eyes. After brushing the hair before her forehead aside with her fingers, she finally nodded gently.
"That's wonderful! Then I won't have to be separated from Mother."
Qing Mu threw herself into Jiang Qing's embrace.
The two fell onto the grass. As Qing Mu nuzzled her head about, Chen Mo caught sight of a glimpse of Jiang Qing's springtime allure.
"Husband, lie down too. Looking at the peach blossoms while lying on the ground is also such a beautiful sight." Qing Mu raised a hand to shield her eyes, gazing at the pink peach blossoms through the gaps between her fingers.
Chen Mo lay down.
Yet for some reason, he ended up lying beside Jiang Qing.
Both Qing Mu and Jiang Qing froze.
However, Qing Mu did not dwell on it, assuming Chen Mo had done so unintentionally. She stretched out her hand over Jiang Qing between them and took hold of Chen Mo's hand.
Then, they raised their hands and formed a heart shape before Jiang Qing.
Qing Mu said, "I once heard Sister Qing Mo say that this gesture means being in love. I never had the chance to make this gesture with Husband before, but today, I finally can."
As though she had accomplished an achievement, Qing Mu was extremely delighted.
Looking at their heart-shaped gesture, Jiang Qing inexplicably felt a little sour. She then pretended to raise her hand as though stretching her arm, separating the hands that were forming the heart.
"Mother,