C221 Seeing the Words Was like Seeing the Face
Lin Miaoran spread out the paper and dipped the brush in ink, poised to write. Yet, in the instant before the brush touched paper, hesitation crept in.
What should the salutation be?
Chu Yan?
Considering their relationship, that seemed overly formal.
My fiancé?
The thought barely crossed her mind before Lin Miaoran's cheeks reddened and she hastily dismissed it