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The two of them spoke in unison, looking at each other and smiling.
"Xiao Yu, you go first!" Yang Qinghe gazed at her with eyes full of affection.
"I was going to say that this house is nice, but it’s a pity it lacks a courtyard wall. I feel like the privacy is a bit lacking!"
"We're on the same page; that's exactly what I wanted to say!" Yu Songyu paused, looking up at him with a smile that made her eyes curve delightfully.
This man was so thoughtful and considerate, and her fondness for him grew even more.
"Just wait a few more days. Once the freeze sets in after the New Year, I’ll find someone to come and fix it!"
Yang Qinghe's large hand rested on Yu Songyu's head as he pulled her into his embrace. The person in his arms was delicate and soft, and he couldn’t bear to let go for even a moment.
"Alright then, I’ll leave this to you!"
Yu Songyu pressed her ear against Yang Qinghe's chest, feeling the solid and powerful heartbeat that filled her with an overwhelming sense of security.
"Don't worry, it's all yours. Also, I want to add another room, preferably a separate courtyard."
"Huh?"
Yu Songyu pulled her head away from his body, curious about why he had such an idea.
"Why?"
Actually, Yang Qinghe's thought perfectly matched what was in her heart. She had a somewhat contradictory personality; sometimes she loved the hustle and bustle, while other times she craved peace and quiet. But no matter what, she truly hoped for an independent space of her own.
"Because if we get married in the future, it would be more convenient to live like this!"
"Huh? Marriage?"
Yu Songyu was taken aback by his words. It seemed like they had only just started dating not long ago; why was he already bringing up marriage?
Although it’s often said that dating without the intention of marriage is just playing around, his pace felt too fast. Did men in this era really think that holding hands and sharing kisses meant they belonged to each other?
Despite this, Yang Qinghe was tall and handsome, with a good personality and stable emotions—he truly was a great candidate for marriage.
However, Yu Songyu still felt that things were moving too quickly. Yet, knowing that the other person wanted to marry her made her heart flutter with sweetness.
Yang Qinghe, of course, was unaware of Yu Songyu's inner thoughts. Seeing her silent for so long made him a bit anxious.
"Do you not want to marry me? Is it because you don't like me, or is there something I'm not doing well enough? I can change!"
Yu Songyu didn't expect Yang Qinghe to be so nervous and quickly opened her mouth to explain.
"Uh? No, that's not it! I like you! Otherwise, how could I possibly be with you? I just feel that proposing marriage right now might be a bit too fast. I'm a little... sorry, I accidentally let my thoughts slip and scared you. What I mean is, living with so many people, you must want your own space, right? Even if we are dating, sometimes we need a little independence, don't we?"
Yang Qinghe stammered through his explanation, appearing somewhat clumsy and completely different from his usual calm and decisive demeanor.
Despite this, Yu Songyu understood his explanation. However, seeing him like this made her unable to resist teasing him a bit.
"Hmm? Do we really need our own space when dating? What do we need it for?"
The girl pretended not to understand, blinking her big, sparkling eyes as she stared directly at him.
Cough cough cough!
Yang Qinghe was startled by her sudden question and nearly choked on his own saliva. He coughed a few times to cover his embarrassment.
"Hmm?"
Yu Songyu was relentless, standing on her tiptoes and using both hands to turn his face towards hers, forcing him to meet her gaze.
In the next moment, Yang Qinghe's lips covered hers.
Tasting her softness and sweetness, he deepened the kiss.
Yu Songyu's face flushed red as she slowly closed her eyes. Yang Qinghe felt the same way.
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