"Fine, fine, fine, I will hold onto you tightly, unless I die. No, even if I die, I won't let go."
Qi Siyin immediately grew displeased. "Bah, bah, bah, talking about death, how unlucky."
"Alright, I won't say it, I'll listen to you in everything." Yue Zhiyuan looked at her with a gaze that was tender and burning, watching her cheer with undisguised indulgence.
Chapter 82