But hearing Jing Hua say he wants to marry her still made her very happy.
Her heart felt like a little deer had bumped into it.
Her cheeks blushed slightly, and her smile was as beautiful as a flower: "Why did you suddenly think of getting married?"
Jing Hua laughed and said, "Because I met the right person, I want to marry her."
"What kind of person counts as the right one?" Gu Jiajia asked with a smile.
"Someone I like; to me, that's the right person."
"You still like Quan Canjuan." Gu Jiajia walked forward slowly.
Jing Hua held her hand tightly: "Jealous of her?"
Gu Jiajia shook her head: "No, Tang Huai said that men, more or less, always have a white moonlight in their hearts."
"White moonlight?" Jing Hua was puzzled: "Who is the white moonlight?"
"She is a pretty and pure girl in your heart, someone you've never had, yet can't forget."
"Are you saying Quan Canjuan is the woman I couldn't have and can't forget?" Jing Hua chuckled softly.
