"We really do look like a couple."
Yun Xiaoran turned his arm, admiring the hair tie Shen Jin had given him with immense satisfaction.
Who could have imagined that he, Yun Xiaoran, would one day receive a hair tie from a woman?
And at such an intimate moment, too.
Shen Jin chuckled, her lips curving as her eyes shimmered with tender warmth.
"But we're already married." Yun Xiaoran stood up with a smile and held out his hand, the hair tie around his wrist, as he said to Shen Jin:
"Come on. It's time we went home."
Yun Xiaoran had started out in a fairly cheerful tone, but for some reason, his voice softened at the very end. "My wife..."
Shen Jin froze for a moment, then looked at Yun Xiaoran and gave a firm nod.
"Yes!"
On the way home, Shen Jin and Yun Xiaoran sat in the back seat. Yun Xiaoran had hired a designated driver.
By now, though, Shen Jin was fast asleep.
It couldn't be helped. Planning her scheme to put a hair tie on Yun Xiaoran had nearly exhausted her, and after her drunken antics at the cinema, it was a miracle she had lasted this long.
Shen Jin lay asleep in the back seat, nestled between Yun Xiaoran's legs.
He had to admit, it was a very intimate position.
Yun Xiaoran could look down and take in every detail of her sleeping form: her pink lips, the rise and fall of her body with each breath, and the flutter of her lashes.
There were also her occasional soft murmurs. Whenever Yun Xiaoran gently pinched her cheek, Shen Jin would furrow her brows and curl up in his arms like a kitten.
Sleeping on her stomach made the dress she wore today look especially