Tsk...

I suddenly have a strong urge to take off my ribs and make soup for this silly boy.

"Do you like it?" the girl asked in a very soft voice, burying her face in his neck.

Chen Lu could almost feel her cheeks burning. "I really like it. But why did you decide to buy this?"

Liang Zhirou gently bit his neck. "I can see you really like it. When we first met, you were always trying to trick me into wearing it..."

"I was thinking of asking Lin Miaomiao to borrow a costume from the drama club."

Chen Lu felt a little guilty; he felt he should have been the one to buy it. Although they were now boyfriend and girlfriend, it was strange that this silly girl would spend money on something just for him to see.

The girl whispered in his ear, "Mainly because you'd be tempted to mess with me if you saw this, and borrowing someone else's clothes isn't a good idea..."

"......"

Chen Lu felt his heart skip two beats, and then it started pounding wildly as if it had gathered all its strength.

Hearing this, it would be impossible to resist.

He slowly reached out and gently pulled the hairpin, causing the girl's long black hair to cascade down her back like a waterfall.

"I didn't prepare any gift, how about I pack myself up and give myself to you?" Chen Lu said while still in a daze.

"Really?"

"...Seeing you so happy makes me feel guilty."

Liang Zhirou seemed to understand but didn't quite, so she let go of his hand, tidied her waist-length hair, and was about to speak when Chen Lu picked her up and placed her on the sofa.

Then, he pinched her chin and pressed his lips against hers.

Unbeknownst to her, Chen Lu's hand, which had been resting on her waist, suddenly began to wander upwards.

This time Liang Zhirou couldn't block it, perhaps because she didn't want to anymore?

After his plan succeeded, Chen Lu unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

Indeed, the meaning of human existence is to continuously climb to new heights.

Even if you only have two hands.

This is a hymn to courage.