Is that so? Luo Qianqian looked at Luo Xinyue and found his eyes filled with seriousness, without a hint of joking.
"But..." Luo Xinyue suddenly smiled at Luo Qianqian.
"What?" Luo Qianqian suddenly became very nervous, afraid that he would regret his offer.
"But when our little Qianqian gets married, I won't let just anyone walk you down the aisle," Luo Xinyue said with a twinkle in his eye and a smile on his face.
Luo Qianqian's face turned red from his teasing, and after a moment, she replied, "Senior brother is very nice."
"Mmm." Luo Xinyue didn't say much, just nodded, ruffled Luo Qianqian's hair, and went back to the stove, "I'll fry a few more dishes; you eat some snacks first."
Luo Qianqian looked at the white silk handkerchief in her hands, her cheeks still flushed with a hint of shyness, nodded silently, and quietly watched Luo Xinyue's back as he cooked, casually stuffing the silk handkerchief into her pocket.
