As the driver opened the car door, Lu Huai'an got out.
He turned around, his gaze intense as it fixed on the girl in the car, then extended a hand, "I want to marry you, are you willing to marry me?"
It was late at night, and all around was very quiet.
The man's words seemed like summer rain falling on a green stone slab, ding dong ding dong.
Lu Xi looked at the hand extended in front of her, her gaze slowly moving up to rest on his handsome, well-defined face, the smile in his eyes carrying a hint of intoxication.
"But I'm not of legal age yet; this is already considered abduction of an innocent girl, that's illegal, Mr. Lu."
The last two words, "Mr. Lu," were slightly toned upward, carrying a playful charm.
Lu Huai'an's hand remained at the same height as he smiled softly, and under the gentle moonlight, his cool features softened considerably.
