Han Luoqi opened the door, and Wen Zao swaggered into the living room, lazily sitting down on the sofa, lighting a cigarette, silently puffing away.
Having just showered, his hair was slightly damp, paired with a blue bathrobe and slightly open chest muscles, giving off the alluring aura of a black angel.
Han Luoqi gazed at him with a hint of infatuation, but as she thought of what happened last night, she spoke wistfully, "Zao, you and Ye Xixi last night, did you two really——"
"Yes, just as you saw, I was with her." Wen Zao replied without hesitation, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. After a pause, he added, "In a few months, it will be Xixi's 18th birthday. By then, I will first get engaged to her, making her my fiancée in front of the whole world."
"No... it can't be like this." Han Luoqi seemed to have heard something unbelievable, stunned as if she had been hit, her eyes hollow, muttering to herself.
