Mingming was eating, and the topic shifted from her age all the way to urging marriage and moving houses.
Mingming was talking about moving, so how did it jump to engagement?
The sky was dim, the streetlights bright.
Looking up, the man's deep-set eyes held a subtle smile and glowing anticipation, as if the more he thought, the more feasible it seemed, just waiting for her to nod in agreement.
Ye Wan couldn't help but poke his chest, "Lu Changchuan, I have a reasonable suspicion that you just want to…" trick me into marriage!
"I dream of it!"
Before the words were finished, the man lowered his head to kiss her, and with those four words falling into her ear, Ye Wan's heartbeat suddenly quickened.
A kiss devoid of any desire, only because she was too wonderful, and the idea of marrying her grew wildly in his heart like weeds.
Lu Changchuan gently kissed Ye Wan, coaxing her in a low voice, "Has Sister Wan thought it over?"
???
How could it be like this?
