Song Zhen saw his beloved wife coming towards him and his lips immediately curved upwards.
His eyes and eyebrows were filled with a tender smile.
Under the autumn sun, he walked towards her, his steps unconsciously quickening, driven by a strong sense of belonging. Eventually, he couldn't help but run towards her and gently pulled her into his embrace.
Song Zhen cooed to her, "Wifey~"
Gu Xinzhou wrapped her arms around him and gently called out, "Song Zhen, I have a gift for you."
Song Zhen was instantly energized, released her, and stared at her with bright, spirited eyes, "Hmm."
Gu Xinzhou glanced at him and, reaching into her pocket, whispered, "Close your eyes."
Song Zhen obediently followed.
Gu Xinzhou was nervous.
She wasn't sure if he would like the style she had chosen.
