Warm my heart

He nodded seriously, without a trace of doubt in his eyes: "I believe it."

These two simple words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples in Ma Dingdang's heart.

Ma Dingdang was choked. Wasn’t she his only child? Didn’t he trust her so much?

This feeling of being trusted made her heart beat slightly faster.

She cleared her throat and tried to change the subject: "I'm going to eat, want to join me?"

Jiang Zhenzu said without thinking: "Okay, let's go together. I'll treat you."

His smile was warm and sincere, and it brought a warm feeling to Ma Dingdang's heart.

Well, I can save another meal, she thought.

The two of them strolled along the street, where the roadside stalls were full of delicious food and the aroma of various snacks filled the air.

Suddenly, a clay figurine stall caught their attention.

The boss is a middle-aged man who always has a warm smile on his face.

His craftsmanship is exquisite, and the mud in his hands seems to have life.

In a short while, they can be transformed into lifelike little clay figures.

The boss greeted the two of them warmly: "Little girl, do you want to make a doll? You and your boyfriend can each make one, and I'll give you a discount."

There was a kind of cunning in his words, like a commoner, as if he confirmed the relationship between the two.

Ma Dingdang blushed and waved her hands quickly: "Boss, we are not boyfriend and girlfriend, please don't say anything nonsense."

There was a hint of anxiety in her voice, and she seemed to be very concerned about this misunderstanding.

That's impossible. He can never be wrong with his eyes.

The boss grumbled in his heart, but still kept a warm smile on his face.

Sure enough, I heard the boy next to me say, "Okay, Dingdang, let's each make one, I'll treat you."

There was a hint of joking in Jiang Zhenzu's voice, but his eyes were extremely serious.

Jiang Zhenzu just saw Ma Dingdang trying to distance himself from the matter.

I always feel uncomfortable.

It's like it's blocked by something.

I was very happy when I heard the boss say that they were boyfriend and girlfriend.

This contradictory emotion confused him.

Ma Dingdang was stunned.

"Well, that's okay."

The two men sat down in front of the stall and the owner handed each of them a piece of mud.

Ma Dingdang was kneading the mud, not knowing how to start.

She secretly glanced at Jiang Zhenzu and saw that he had already begun to shape the mud skillfully, and the mud gradually took shape in his hands.

"Do you do this often?" Ma Dingdang asked curiously.

Jiang Zhenzu shook his head, but his hands did not stop moving: "No, I just learned a little from someone when I was a child."

His voice was calm, but the mud in his hands looked more and more like his own face.

Ma Dingdang looked at his focused expression.

An inexplicable emotion surged in my heart.

She began to knead the mud seriously. Although her technique was clumsy, every movement she made was full of concentration and emotion.

The mud gradually became soft in her hands, and she incorporated her heart into it bit by bit.

The sunlight shines on the two of them, and time seems to stand still at this moment.

The noise around them gradually faded away, leaving only the mud in their hands and the sound of each other's breathing.

Ma Dingdang looked at the clay figure in his hand and felt a sense of accomplishment.

She looked up at Jiang Zhenzu and saw that he had completed his work and was looking at her with a smile.

"It's done." Ma Dingdang raised the clay figure in his hand.

Although not as exquisite as Jiang Zhenzu's, it is full of its own characteristics.

Jiang Zhenzu took her clay figurine.

There was a glint of appreciation in his eyes: "Very good, just like you have a unique personality."

There was a hint of amusement in his voice, but more than that, sincerity.

Ma Dingdang's face turned red again.

She didn't know why she felt so happy because of Jiang Zhenzu's words.

She took the clay figurine from Jiang Zhenzu and looked at it carefully.

The clay figurine's face was somewhat similar to hers, but a little softer.

"Is this me?" Ma Dingdang asked.

Jiang Zhenzu nodded: "Yes, I think you are like this clay figure, strong on the outside but soft on the inside."

There was a hint of tenderness in his voice, which made Ma Dingdang's heart beat faster again.

The two people's eyes met in the air, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The world around them seemed to disappear, leaving only the two of them and the clay figures in their hands.

Ma Dingdang felt an unprecedented warmth and happiness.

"Let's go." Jiang Zhenzu broke the silence, with a hint of reluctance in his voice.

Ma Dingdang nodded, and the two of them stood up and left the stall.

The boss looked at their backs and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

In the sunlight, the figures of Ma Dingdang and Jiang Zhenzu gradually disappeared into the distance.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains and onto the floor of the rehearsal room, creating mottled light and shadows.

Ma Dingdang and Jiang Zhenzu stood in the middle of the rehearsal room, their eyes met, and a subtle atmosphere filled the air.

Since then, the relationship between the two has become closer.

"Tink, can you teach me what love is?"

Jiang Zhenzu's voice was low and gentle, and there was a hint of expectation and confusion in his eyes.

Ma Dingdang looked up at the man.

A complex emotion flashed in her eyes: "I don't know what love is either."

There was a hint of helplessness in her voice, but more of it was honesty.

Jiang Zhenzu smiled slightly.

There was a determined light in his eyes: "Then let's learn what love is."

There was a challenge in his words, but more of an invitation.

The two performed plays and danced together.

In the rehearsal room, their figures intertwined in light and shadow.

Every movement and every look silently tells the emotional changes between them.

When the love reached its peak, Jiang Zhenzu couldn't help but kiss those red lips directly.

His heartbeat quickened because of the kiss, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

Ma Dingdang was also surprised, but then she began to enjoy the kiss.

The women of the Ma family live one day at a time and should enjoy the present moment.

Moreover, the True Ancestor was really handsome and manly, which made her heart flutter.

Unconsciously, Ma Dingdang opened his mouth slightly, waiting for the invasion.

Jiang Zhenzu felt his whole body was burning.

His eyes became deeper: "Dingdang, will you be my girlfriend?"

There was a slight tremor in his voice, but more of anticipation.

Ma Dingdang smiled charmingly: "Okay, boyfriend, I'll give you more advice in the future."

There was a hint of mischief in her voice, but more of acceptance.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zhenzu hugged Ma Dingdang into his arms and kissed her fiercely for a while.

His heart beat faster.

There was a hint of excitement in his voice: "Girlfriend, please give me more advice in the future."

In the rehearsal room, the two figures intertwined in light and shadow.

The sun shone on them, and the air was filled with a warm and sweet scent.