The heroine kidnapped the female partner!

That night.

The chirping of the cicadas gradually subsided, and the candles had already been extinguished, leaving only a little silvery moonlight shining into the room, casting a layer of ambiguity on it.

Yang Yansheng was afraid of hurting Hattori's unhealed hand, so he carefully hooked the fingers of her uninjured hand.

Hattori's fingers stiffened, and an indescribable feeling spread from where Yang Yansheng touched to Hattori's entire body.

"Ah, why is it a bit cold?" Yang Yansheng lightly tapped his fingertips, wrapping Hattori's entire palm.

Hattori didn't say anything, just silently felt the warmth from his palm in the dark.

This warmth spread into Hattori's heart along the veins.

"But it's okay." Yang Yansheng laughed suddenly, and she said softly: "From now on, I'll help you warm up."

Hattori still didn't speak, but shook Yang Yansheng's hand tightly in the dark.

The smile on Yang Yansheng's face became even wider, she approached Hattori cautiously, and kissed her gently on the cheek.

"What... what are you doing?" Hattori's fingertips trembled a little, perhaps Yang Yansheng's behavior just now made her nervous.

That indescribable feeling - let's call it throbbing - reappeared when Yang Yansheng's kiss fell.

"Don't do anything." Yang Yansheng looked at Hattori who was so tense and stiff with a smile in the dark, his tone was a little teasing as always.

"Then what did you do just now?" Hattori suppressed his shyness and asked Yang Yansheng confidently, but she didn't dare to turn her head to look at the fox-like Pavilion Master Yang.

"Kiss you." Yang Yansheng imitated Hattori's upright tone, scratching her palm with his fingertips.

Crispy and fluffy.

Hattori didn't expect Yang Yansheng to be so straightforward, he turned his head and met those smiling amber eyes.

People who practice martial arts have good night vision, let alone those smiling amber eyes that have appeared in Hattori's mind many times.

"Kiss you." Yang Yansheng repeated, and then said seriously: "Kiss my wife who is going to marry."

Hattori was startled, and his favorability increased by another five points.

I thought she was joking.

Although class consciousness and inferiority complex have disappeared completely in Hattori's heart, although the past has long been blown away with the wind, the damage caused by the too violent sunlight has not yet recovered.

That was left by Ye Mo to Hattori.

He used to be a ray of sunshine in her darkness, but this ray of sunlight was too violent, burning to the point where she couldn't bear it, and it hurt her so much that she couldn't believe any seemingly perfunctory and joking words.

Now, Yang Yan wants to mention this matter again, she is implying that she is serious.

"What's the matter? But you don't want to?" Seeing that Hattori just stayed silent, Yang Yansheng spread Hattori's hand and put his own gloves in, then clasped them.

Interlock your fingers, and don't even think about running away.

"I thought..." Hattori was a little discouraged.

"I thought I was joking with what I said today?" Yang Yansheng raised his eyebrows, and the ending sound rose extremely high.

"From the very beginning, I didn't intend to play around, including becoming a partner." Yang Yansheng tightly held Hattori's hand, giving some comfort to her trembling fingertips.

"Trust me in everything, trust that I will always love you, okay?" Yang Yansheng approached Hattori, whispering in her ear.

She has always known that the person in front of her will never expect anything extravagantly, and she will never believe in everything if it doesn't really come.

"Okay." Hattori said softly, she tilted her head, and took the initiative to kiss the corner of Yang Yansheng's mouth.

Yang Yansheng looked at Hattori in surprise.

"This is..." Hattori lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Yang Yansheng, "I agree with your evidence."

Hattori's voice became smaller and smaller, and Scarlet ran out in the darkness unscrupulously again.

Yang Yansheng looked at the shy little white rabbit in front of him, and gently rubbed the little white rabbit's head—it was fluffy and felt very good.

She smiled silently, as if she was afraid that her laughter would run away from the shy little white rabbit.

How can my Hattori be so cute!

"It's getting late, go to bed earlier, my wife." Yang Yansheng kissed Hattori's forehead, and moved away a little, leaving enough room for Hattori.

"Good night." Yang Yansheng still locked fingers with Hattori.

"Well..." Hattori whispered, with a peachy look on his face.

The room gradually fell silent, and it was silently waiting for the dawn of the second day.

She was also waiting for the marriage of the two people in the room one day later.