Chapter 1187 - 1214: This Is Already Good Enough, Jiang (1)

Chapter 1187: Chapter 1214: This Is Already Good Enough, Jiang (1)

Tong Tong looked up at him, her mind in turmoil.

The bus was noisy and crowded, making the space feel cramped, irritating, and hot. Camden River hadn’t squeezed onto a bus for a long time, felt suffocated, yet still did his best to protect Tong Tong in front of him.

A jolt of the bus was followed by many complaints from the surroundings, and the two of them collided unexpectedly.

Once they collided, they couldn’t separate because another group squeezed in from the front door.

The space was too small, Tong Tong found it difficult even to turn around, and since she wasn’t tall enough, she let go of the handrail and soon had no way to hold on.

She felt embarrassed and suddenly regretted the suggestion.

Helplessly nestled in his arms, she felt touched, her heart softened, and she wanted to cry.

"Hold onto my clothes."

"Hm?"

Camden River leaned down and whispered, Tong Tong didn’t hear clearly, but when she looked up, she met his gaze.

The tears that had been welling in her eyes originally, looking up at him with her flushed face, her eyes dark and moist, Camden River’s expression froze, hesitantly asked, "Uncomfortable?"

Tong Tong was more hurt than he was, he only thought she was feeling uncomfortable somewhere.

For a moment, Camden River felt a bit tense, and hurriedly said, "Shall we get off at the next stop?"

"It’s nothing." Tong Tong lowered her head, a muffled voice came, "I’m fine, just someone’s foot stepped on mine just now."

That meaning clearly still wanted to go to school.

Camden River actually didn’t mind.

He knew Tong Tong secretly admired him, of course, also understood her mood to visit old places, they were already married, he had a vague tenderness for her, certainly willing to fulfill her wish.

"Hold on..."

Camden River initially wanted her to grab his clothes, but as the words were about to leave his mouth, he swallowed them, holding Tong Tong’s wrist to wrap her arms around his waist.

He was wearing a V-neck sweater, slightly loose, grabbing the clothes wasn’t quite suitable.

Tong Tong, being timid, if she just held onto a piece of fabric, she wouldn’t be able to stand firmly at all, better to clutch his waist.

As husband and wife, naturally, you should act like husband and wife.

Moreover—

Camden River sincerely intended to marry her, though there’s a selfish thought within, his decision was to treat her well.

Intimate things were, of course, unavoidable.

He subconsciously let himself get used to it, also to gradually let Tong Tong get used to it.

But Tong Tong was even more nervous.

She wrapped her arms around his waist, her cheeks just touching his chest, able to hear his steady heartbeat.

Feeling safe.

Such Camden River, to her, felt like a port of refuge.

More than seven years ago, the boy had a refreshing scent, now the man had a captivating calm temperament.

She cautiously wrapped his waist, but couldn’t help looking at him, and unexpectedly, Camden River was looking at her too, a little helpless by her apprehensive and restless gaze, he whispered softly, "Just hold me tight."

His breath was warm against her ear, Tong Tong bit her lip and nodded slightly.

Hastily lowering her head again, her face even redder.

The love in this world is always the most trying.

Such Camden River, to her, more like a poison, she suddenly thought of a phrase, drinking poison to quench thirst. Camden River was like poisoned wine, yet she was passionate and longing, unable to not drink, even if the consequence was life itself.

She’d already drunk, yet felt, even if it was arsenic, she could drink it with a smile.

She doesn’t hope for Camden River’s love.