Lover's Head

"You … What did you say? " As the man's voice fell, Su Qinglian who was standing on the windowsill felt as if his heart missed a beat. His limbs were stiff, and he couldn't even speak properly.

"I say, marry me." Shi Hanmo gently pulled the woman's slender waist, reached out, and slowly lifted his lower jaw. His eyes that were filled with deep emotions locked onto the woman's body, and continued, "Lady Su Qinglian, please look at my eyes."

The man's tone was especially serious. His expression was also unusually grave, and traces of sweat were seeping out from his palms.

He was too nervous. This was the first time he proposed to a woman. Shi Hanmo, who had never experienced anything, had completely lost the majesty he had at the negotiation table in the market.