Feeling the warmth from the palm of his hand, Alena Wright tilted her head and looked at him. Her eyes were sparkling, "Waylon, I suddenly thought of a sentence."

Waylon Gray didn't notice Alena's abnormality immersed in the beauty of the moment.

She smiled and curled her eyes. Her crimson lips opened slightly. She got closer to Waylon. The two of them almost met each other with their noses facing each other.

Alena slowly said, "The moon in the sea is the moon in the sky. The person in front of you is your sweetheart."

The two were too close. When Alena spoke, her breath that smelled like an orchid...