A soft smile escaped him as Jiang Cheng leaned closer on Jingyi’s head and rested his face on his hair. He smelled of magnolias and jasmine; Jiang Cheng couldn’t help but feel allured.

His breath hitched when Jingyi cupped the back of his hand with his smaller ones and Jiang Cheng felt...contented by their position. He continued to rub his soft cheek with his thumb. Only their soft breathing could be heard and the silence hovering them was peaceful in a pleasing way.

“Hm...I love it when you call me gege.” He murmured quietly and did the unthinkable.

He kissed Jingyi’s crown.