Bai Xuexiao's forehead was pressed against hers, the corners of his mouth curling up in a joyful smile, sweetened by her words, "If you don't mind, then marry me."
Xi Yan hooked her arms around his neck, her pupils dilating, somewhat incredulous as she listened to his proposal.
To marry him had been something she dreamt of last night, and now it was happening so quickly in reality. What kind of pace was this, it truly left her in disarray. But was marrying him really such an easy matter? They hadn't formally dated, so how could they suddenly leap to talking about marriage?
"Do I look like someone who can't get married? I don't need your pity..." Xi Yan stubbornly bit her lip.
"It's not that you can't get married; it's that I'm afraid of losing you because I only want you." Bai Xuexiao's warm palm lifted her face, eyes meeting hers, "See?"
"What?" Xi Yan didn't understand.
"In my eyes, there's only you..." Bai Xuexiao couldn't help but laugh first.
