From then on, they would be able to live forever, right?
She could already imagine, their future life together would definitely be blissful and harmonious, even the air filled with pink bubbles...
Right, there would also be children. Surely a little boy as handsome as Gu Yixuan, cute, smart, and happy.
Then the three of them, dressed in matching family outfits, would often go for picnics or to the amusement park...
The more Mo Ran thought about it, the happier she became, and she couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Gu Yixuan looked up and met her eyes. She quickly restrained her smile, shifting her gaze away, pretending that she hadn’t been watching him.
The man had walked up to her, leaned over to cradle her face, and laughingly asked, "You’ve been staring at me and even laughed out loud. What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing?" She shook her head with a giggly smile.
"Really nothing?" Gu Yixuan leaned in close, his thin lips curling into a devilishly charming smirk, "Are you perhaps imagining something, about me?"
Mo Ran thought he was very smart, but she couldn’t admit it, otherwise, it would be too embarrassing.
"No, I just remembered some jokes, and that made me laugh."
"What jokes?" His eyes twinkled, "Tell me, let me have a laugh too."
Mo Ran knew very few jokes; she tried hard to search her mind and suddenly remembered one she’d seen before, which had made her laugh terribly.
"You really want to hear it?" She decided to tell that joke because she was sure Gu Yixuan would find it funny.
"Alright, I’ll tell you then."
Mo Ran mulled it over for a bit and began, "A little white rabbit hopped into a bakery and asked, ’Do you have one hundred small rolls?’ The baker replied, ’Ah, I’m sorry, we don’t have that many.’ ’Is that so...’ The little white rabbit walked away with its head down."
"The next day, the little white rabbit hopped into the bakery again and asked, ’Do you have one hundred small rolls?’ The baker said, ’Sorry, we still don’t have any.’ ’Is that so...’ The little white rabbit again walked away with its head down."
"On the third day, the little white rabbit hopped into the bakery and asked again, ’Do you have one hundred small rolls?’ The baker happily said, ’We do, we do, today we have one hundred small rolls!!’ The little white rabbit pulled out its money and said..."
"Haha... it said... haha..." Mo Ran hadn’t even finished, but she was already convulsed with laughter.