"Do you know what this finger means?!"
"Of course, it's for engagement, isn't it?"
"But..." Xu Xia pressed her lips together, "You haven't proposed to me yet, right?"
"Didn't you already agree?!" Leng Zirui countered.
"I agreed?" Xu Xia sat up straight, looking at his face in bewilderment, "But why don't I remember you proposing to me?!"
Leng Zirui curled his lips, "On the ship, you yourself said you were willing to marry me and wanted to give me children, didn't you forget?!"
"That doesn't count."
"So you're not willing to marry me?"
"What I meant was..."
"Are you or aren't you willing to marry me?"
"I..."
"Are you willing or not?!"
"I am willing, but..."
Leng Zirui chuckled softly, "Good, you agreed!"
"You..." Xu Xia realized she fell for his trick again, feeling annoyed she turned around, lay back on the pillow, and pulled the quilt over her face, "I won't talk to you anymore!"
