CHAPTER 472: CHAPTER 472: LOVE IN MY EYES ONLY LOOKS RIGHT WITH YOU

It was just a half-minute decision, yet it felt like a century has passed.

Just as Shi Yu was about to open one of the doors, Feng Jiu Mei suddenly stopped his movement.

"Once you open it, there is no way back."

The face under the mask, carried a somewhat complex expression. That pair of equally deep eyes, bottomless.

"I don’t need a way back."

The thin lips slightly puckered, without any hesitation, he firmly pressed down on the doorknob.

Click! The door opened...

Almost at the same time, a petite figure threw herself toward the doorway.

Just right, crashing straight into Shi Yu’s embrace.

Shen Cheng had even forgotten how she had managed to struggle free of the ropes just now.

At this moment, time stagnated, the air congealed.

The unique scent of her drifted into his nose, and Shi Yu’s heart felt as if a piece was carved out by a blade, painfully tender.

Suddenly, he hugged her tightly, buried her deep against his chest, greedily sniffing the fragrance of her hair.

With his eyes closed, he rubbed his chin over her head, his voice was hoarse and severe: "Even if I can’t find myself, I will never not be able to find you."

For the first time, Shen Cheng felt wronged: "Why did you come so late!"

Shi Yu gently rubbed his head on her hair, his low voice tinged with a bit of heartache: "I’m sorry... I was wrong. From now on I’ll take good care of you, never to lose you again."

Shen Cheng nodded hard.

Shi Yu wanted to hug her with all his might, but feared hurting her, so he had to withdraw some strength.

The two held each other this way; it had only been a day apart, yet it felt as if it had been ten years, inseparable and reluctant to part.

Shi Yu lifted her small face, kissed every inch, then captured her lips, imprinting a deep kiss.

The moment he left her lips, Shen Cheng immediately asked him, "Do you know what love looks like in my eyes?"

Shi Yu stared into her eyes, but could not read the answer, his eyes slightly squinting: "Hmm?"

Shen Cheng’s lips curved with a smile: "The love I see, only looks right when you’re in it."

Shi Yu couldn’t help but lift the corners of his lips: "Alright, then let’s go back, and I’ll take care of you for a lifetime."

Watching the scene, Qin Jin finally remembered something and immediately took out his phone to snap a photo and sent it to Ye Zi.

On the other side, Ye Zi was sitting on the bed staring hard at her phone; suddenly, she received a message and reflexively grabbed her phone.

Opening the text and seeing that photo, the suspended heart finally settled down.

She unwrapped a lollipop and stuffed it into her mouth, thought for a while, and then composed a text and sent it over.

Qin Jin received her reply and almost fainted from anger.

The message read: Brother Yu is so romantic!

Damn, was he not romantic? He went all out for her, risking his life!

Just as Qin Jin was furiously about to smash his phone, he received another text message from Ye Zi.

The text was: I accept your proposal, and no dowry needed, oh.

Qin Jin: "..."

This woman is simply...

"Game over."

Feng Jiu Mei, who had been silent until now, finally lifted the mysterious mask after saying this.

Underneath the mask was a face of stunning beauty, with sharp and clear features, exquisitely crafted, every part as if carved with diligence and perfection.

At a glance, his face resembled Shi Yu’s by seventy percent, especially the hint of a smile at the corner of the lips, identical.

Seeing his appearance, Shen Cheng and Qin Jin simultaneously furrowed their brows, only Shi Yu remained exceptionally calm, unmoved.