Taste of Love

This was the conclusion she had reached after several nights of deep thought.

She wanted to stay by his side. She did not want to be the kind of girl who could only cry behind Mu Fan while he fought among the stars.

Mu Fan felt the softest part of his heart deeply stirred.

"Sir, the core components of the two Extreme Soldiers—the Meteorite No. 3 Engines—weren't damaged. I'll contact the base as soon as possible to repair the two mechs, and I'll notify you immediately once they're fixed."

Wang Nuonuo looked at Mu Fan's resolute, sharply defined face and spoke softly.

In those clear eyes across from him, Mu Fan saw his own reflection and the girl's determination.

So he nodded gently. "Mm."

Seeing Mu Fan's response, Wang Nuonuo finally smiled happily.

In that instant, the entire room seemed to brighten because of the girl's smile.

Perhaps even Nuonuo herself did not know how far Luoqi Heavy Industries would grow after she made this decision, or how shocked Mu Fan would be when they met again.

"Sir, then I'll head back and pack up first."

The girl gazed at Mu Fan with bright eyes. At that moment, the room seemed filled with blooming hibiscus flowers, warm and fragrant.

Wang Nuonuo took two small steps back, staring unblinkingly at Mu Fan as though she wanted to etch his figure deeply into her heart.

Then, as if she had suddenly gathered all her courage, she stepped forward.

Mu Fan's hand trembled instinctively, but he restrained it well and did not move.

A soft body crashed into his arms, and a cascade of black hair obscured the girl's bright eyes and white teeth.

Mu Fan's body was extremely stiff. He could not explain how he felt right now.

He only felt that,