“More than 20 years?” Nancy didn’t understand.

“That is to say, I’ve been waiting to meet you since I was born,” he gave Nancy a charming smile, “You’re in a cold sweat, am I so horrible?”

Nancy shook her head, “No...”

“I don’t want to be someone you’re afraid of,” he kissed on the back of Nancy’s hand, “I just want to be a big tree, to provide shade and shelter for you.”

Nancy lowered her head in a panic, dared not look at him.

That’s so unreal, and such dreamlike happiness would catch everyone unprepared, especially someone a boy crazy like Nancy.

Marcos was like a noble prince; no...