"I want you to be my woman!"
This was a statement, not a question asking for permission.
"Cough, cough, cough..." She was choked hard, eyes widening in disbelief, staring at him as if he were a monster.
Her ears must be malfunctioning, or perhaps she was hallucinating. Otherwise, how could she hear such a shocking statement? She must still be dreaming.
Yiyi closed her eyes and fell back onto the bed. This must be a dream, please don't scare her, okay? She's already been through such a big shock, her little heart can't take another explosion, okay?
"You're not dreaming." Ling Kong squinted his eyes, his gaze flickering, looking at her ostrich-like behavior with some annoyance, feeling quite irked.
This young master offered such a proposition himself, yet she didn't believe it. And with a terrified expression at that. Was he really that terrifying?
Yiyi suddenly opened her large dark eyes, glaring at him, saying with absolute certainty, "Then you must have a fever."
