This is terrible! My future prime minister keeps trying to kiss me forcibly.

Chapter 118 Love Letter

The candlelight was dim and yellow, with tiny orange flames, about the size of peas, flickering gently.

Ye Xiaoxiao suppressed a smile, tiptoed, and prepared to launch a surprise attack on He Jing.

Just as she was about to bend down and cover He Jing's eyes, the person who was squatting suddenly turned around, stood up, and hugged her tightly.

Ye Xiaoxiao looked up and caught a glimpse of a smile playing on He Jing's lips.

"You...you...did you do this on purpose?" A hint of embarrassment flashed in her eyes, as if she had been caught red-handed trying to do something wrong.

He Jing's gaze was originally fixed on her face, but the two were standing too close together, and he accidentally caught a glimpse of her white skin peeking out from under her neck.

Something seemed to explode in his mind with a "boom," and the heat surged up to his face and down to his abdomen.

He Jing quickly let go of her hand, blinked guiltily, turned his face away to avoid eye contact with Ye Xiaoxiao, and cleared his throat awkwardly.

"Cough cough cough—it's cold at night. Wear more clothes—cough cough cough."

He regretted it as soon as he finished speaking; wasn't this just trying to cover up the truth?

Ye Xiaoxiao was much calmer than him, looking at him through her thick eyelashes. This person was really interesting.

"Ah Jing, it's summer now, and it's not cool at all at night."

Her knowing look made He Jing feel even more guilty.

The dim candlelight shone on her radiant features, highlighting her clear face and her gentle, captivating eyes.

He Jing's Adam's apple bobbed. He couldn't resist that captivating gaze, yet dared not meet her eyes any longer. He quickly moved to the side, his back to Ye Xiaoxiao, and began rummaging through something.

At that moment, he felt an uncontrollable beast within him, wanting to devour the person in front of him completely.

"You must have been terrified today."

He skillfully changed the subject to conceal his unusual behavior.

As Ye Xiaoxiao thought about what had happened during the day, the smile in her eyes faded like the tide.

It was truly a nightmare. Fortunately, they brought Ah Yang back safely; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

At that time, all she could think about was He Wuyang's safety.

She knew that, through spending so much time together, she had come to regard A-Yang as her own sister, and she had completely integrated into the family.

She forgot about the task of clearing the blackening value to zero, and she didn't think that if Ah Yang had an accident, He Jing might turn black again.

At that moment, I only had one thought in my mind: to bring Ah Yang home safely!

She was a member of the He family, and she cared deeply about the safety, joys, and sorrows of all of them.

He Jing turned around and saw that Ye Xiaoxiao's expression was not right. He walked over and gently hugged her with one hand, resting his chin on her head.

He gently comforted her, "Xiao Xiao, A Yang returned unharmed, all thanks to you. If you hadn't saved those little beggars back then, we might not have received their help today. You are the real hero, understand? With me here, don't be afraid."

Even if something happens to A-Yang, it's not your fault. Don't take the blame on yourself.

He didn't say the last sentence.

However, Ye Xiaoxiao heard everything he was thinking. She hadn't expected He Jing to think that way, and nodded silently.

"This is for you."

He Jing held a pouch embroidered by his mother. The oval-shaped pouch was exquisitely embroidered with delicate stitches, and the camellia pattern was lifelike.

Ye Xiaoxiao took it and held it in her hands, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Mother's cooking is really good!"

"Open it and take a look!" He Jing's eyes were filled with anticipation, and his hand was clenched tightly at his side, his palm sweating.

Ye Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows slightly, her tone revealing curiosity: "What's inside?"

Hmm? It's a piece of paper?

Ye Xiaoxiao met He Jing's gaze, which was slightly apprehensive yet filled with hope, and then carefully unfolded the paper.

Two lines of large, vigorous characters, written with flowing, dynamic strokes, come into view.

"Luckily I have known your peach blossom face, and from now on my paths will be filled with warm spring."

"This is......?"

Ye Xiaoxiao suddenly remembered the divorce letter incident. She even teased He Jing, saying that with such beautiful handwriting, he should write some love letters for her.

did not expect......

He actually wrote it.

Ye Xiaoxiao's nose tingled, and a few tears rolled down her cheeks, dripping onto the paper. The two tear stains slowly spread out, and the two scattered circles gradually expanded until they finally merged together.

Just like her heart at this moment, it is filled with a certain emotion.

She had only said it jokingly, but she didn't expect the man to be serious.

It turns out that the people who truly care about you will take every word you say to heart and treat every matter concerning you with care.

Love is in the details. That's absolutely true.

"Why are you crying?"