"I'm still the same as before, everything is the same," Bo Yeyuan's voice was low and husky as he clasped her hand and kissed it tightly.
"Bo Yeyuan... don't force me," Li Qiyu choked out. After she did such a thing, he said he wanted to marry her? Sorry, she was feeling nauseous and sick, and still couldn't digest his actions.
Her hands were still spasming uncontrollably, as if a chill was seeping out from her very bones. Just the thought of Bo Yeyuan turning into a demon made her feel so estranged, as if she'd never known him.
Seeing that she was truly frightened, Bo Yeyuan kissed her forehead, her brows, "Alright. Li Qiyu, I won't force you, we have plenty of time to think slowly. I wasn't planning on proposing so hastily anyway, didn't expect to do it here without even preparing a wedding ring..."
But she hadn't answered the door when he knocked, and her attitude had been strange since she came back.