Lone Hawk

Jing Xin observed him from the side, the book blocking half his face and obscuring his expression. She opened another game and asked, “What about this one?”

Jiang Xiang Yang replied without looking up, “Don’t disturb me. All the games here were made by me. I don’t even remember how many. They should all be in the D drive. If you want to play, find them yourself.”

Jing Xin opened a folder named “Games for Xin Yao” in the D drive, revealing over a hundred small games with cute animal icons, showcasing Jiang’s careful effort.

“Xin Yao, Xin Yao,” she murmured, realizing Jiang Xiang Yang’s talent in computer programming was genuine.

Or perhaps this woman named Xin Yao had infinite magic, making Jiang Xiang Yang do so much for her. The indifferent Jiang Xiang Yang could do so much for her; she must not be an ordinary girl.

A hint of melancholy passed through Jing Xin’s heart, but at least they were now husband and wife. The promise at Jiang’s mother’s sickbed and the wedding ring he personally put on her finger made them a genuine couple.

Jing Xin gently clicked the small X in the top right corner, watching the computer screen’s blue light quickly dim. She moved and softly walked to the man’s side, sitting on the sofa next to him.

The man beside her was leaning back on the sofa, his skin exposed in the warm light, slightly bronze, with slightly messy short black hair. His sharp, distinct facial features were clear. Jing Xin had never seen Jiang Xiang Yang so relaxed, exuding a subtle laziness and indescribable sexiness.

Feeling the slight dip in the sofa’s corner, Jiang Xiang Yang finally noticed Jing Xin beside him. The quiet air flowed subtly around them. Her soft gaze surrounded him, with a slight smile at the corner of her mouth as she gently rested her head on his chest. Wrapping her arms around his waist, she softly whispered, “Xiang Yang, I love you!”

She had long fallen in love with him, hadn’t she?

She could ignore everything about him as long as she never stopped loving him.

The man’s hand holding the paper trembled, his heart suddenly leaping for no apparent reason, his shallow breathing somewhat erratic. He was reacting strongly to her “I love you.”

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