Thinking about this, Mo Shiting's gaze at her deepened a bit.
Gu Li felt somewhat uncomfortable under his stare, "Why...why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face? "
As she spoke, she reached out to wipe her face.
Mo Shiting chuckled, "No. You're very pretty. Let's go."
With these words, he took her hand, their fingers tightly interwoven.
The two left the tea house and headed towards the square.
The roaming singer at the square was still performing, and the crowd was slightly less.
The logo of the bridal shop opposite them was still bright, very eye-catching.
Seeing that Mo Shiting was not heading towards the parking lot, Gu Li couldn't help but wonder, "Where are we going?"
"To try on wedding dresses."
The man spoke in a deep voice.
The moment Gu Li heard the words "try wedding dresses", recalling the scene at the entrance of the bridal shop where she misunderstood him proposing, she was so embarrassed, she wanted to hit him, then hit herself.