Chapter 1123: Chapter 1123: His Angel (Part 1)
“Just…” Chongchong bravely lifted her face, her big eyes staring at him, “just now… when we were dancing.”
Their lips brushed lightly, it couldn’t be called a kiss, but she could feel that he was very emotional at that moment.
Maybe he doesn’t have no feelings for her…
Staring at Andre, Chongchong nervously awaited his answer.
“I…” Andre cleared his throat, “I… I…”
The man who could deliver a passionate speech as if reciting a script was now seemingly tongue-tied, the words swirling at the tip of his tongue, yet unable to come out.
The bold action just now was merely an involuntary impulse, and now with the lights back on, facing her bright eyes, his mood was as tense as ever.
Biting his lip, Andre took a deep breath and slowly reached his right arm over, extending his hand towards hers, which was gently playing with a straw on the table.
The not-so-large table felt like a chasm.
Finally, he touched her, his fingertips lightly brushing hers.
If she doesn’t pull her finger back, he will say it!
Andre made a silent decision in his heart.
Summoning his courage, he slowly moved his fingers down, gently covering her hand.
With her hand held by his, Chongchong felt a rush of inexplicable nervousness and instinctively tried to pull her hand back. Feeling her withdrawing movement, Andre’s heart sank halfway, and he instinctively closed his fingers, gripping her hand tightly.
“Actually… I… I’ve always wanted to tell you something!”
Her fingers gripped by him, she distinctly felt his fingers trembling slightly.
Pressing her lips together, she gently spread her fingers open in his palm, no longer moving, and lifted her lips to return his smile.
“Then say it!”
She tried to make her tone light and casual, but once the words were out, she realized her voice was dry and somewhat unnatural.
Glancing at his hand, Andre tightened his grip a bit, feeling her slender and slightly trembling fingers between his, he straightened his back and cleared his throat.
“On my fifth birthday, my parents prepared a very large cake for me. At that time, many people were present, and your mommy asked me what my greatest dream was.”
Taken aback, expecting he would express fondness, Chongchong found herself surprised by his words.
“Can you guess how I answered at the time?”
Chongchong was startled, then her lips curved slightly.
“You said you wanted to marry an angel as the Princess Consort.”
Andre was two years older than her; when he was five, she was only three, so she couldn’t possibly remember that, but the anecdote had been used countless times by her brothers to tease Andre.
Therefore, Chongchong knew his answer.
“That’s right!” Andre gently turned his hand, holding hers in his palm, “That’s exactly how I answered at that time.”
Back then, everyone burst into laughter.
To them, it was just a child’s innocent dream.
An angel?
That only existed in legends; how could it be possible to marry one?
Only Andre knew that his angel wasn’t one of those winged beings from legends, but a person, a specific person.
Back then, that person was standing across the table, wearing a beautiful white strap princess dress, blinking a pair of shiny golden eyes at him—just like right now.