Lu Shouyue raised an eyebrow slightly: "What, is Wanwan feeling nervous?"
Lin Wanwan chuckled: "Lu Shouyue, you don't need to provoke me. This tactic doesn't work on me; I'm the kind who habitually loafs around."
Lu Shouyue grabbed her little hand and placed it in his palm, glancing at her with a low laugh: "Wanwan, you're nervous."
Lin Wanwan glared at him, then, moments later, deflated and helplessly asked: "Are you serious?"
Lu Shouyue smiled: "Of course I'm serious. Does Wanwan think this invitation isn't formal enough? Hmm, otherwise I could have my grandmother send you a formal invitation card. My grandmother is quite skilled with ancient etiquette."
Lin Wanwan was amused: "I'm talking to you seriously, be a bit more earnest!"
