Lu Yuhao looked down at her, "In your imagination, what kind of man am I?"
Miao Feishuang glared at him, "A super hero, a soldier who rarely laughs, and a man hard to approach."
"So, you're planning to marry such a version of me, and peacefully live your married life?" Lu Yuhao saw through her thoughts.
Miao Feishuang muttered softly, "That was before, who knew I misunderstood. Now, I genuinely want to live with you, I want to have your children..."
Before she could finish, the man lowered his head and sealed her lips with another kiss.
Of course, for a long time, Miao Feishuang dared not look directly at mahjong anymore.
She thought, she must have married a falsely serious man.
Because, once a serious man stops being serious, the world seems to go insane.
...
Driver Xiao Liu drove to the residence complex where Xue Xiangtong lived, following the address she provided.
"Thank you, Master Liu, drive back safely." Xue Xiangtong got out of the car, reminding him.
