"No." Ziyang instinctively stared at her; she has truly grown up now.
Already so pretty and adorable at seventeen, she'll become even more mature and beautiful, more charming.
The thought of someone else having Tianxin in the future made his heart ache as if torn.
He believed that, aside from President Huo and his wife, no one in the world would treat Tianxin better than him.
He would love and spoil Tianxin for a lifetime, just like the old man.
"Then why do you..." Tianxin shyly bowed her head, embarrassed to continue.
"You..."
"I heard that people in love do many things together, but why haven't you, Brother Yang?"
"Who told you that?" Ziyang frowned.
"Novels and TV dramas are like that, and don't you like it too, Brother Yang?" Tianxin's face was flushed with shyness, feeling a bit shameless for saying this.
But she just wanted to truly be together with Brother Yang, even wanted to give him a beautiful baby.
