After Mu Lan finished her breakfast, Xin tried to wipe her mouth gently. She moved her head the other way. Xin smirked a little, then grabbed her head in one hand and wiped her lips.
Mu Lan pouted and got up from the chair. She strode off of the room. Xin shook his head helplessly and got up from the chair to chase after her.
"Little Lan, can we not talk?" Xin said as he came after Mu Lan.
Mu Lan looked at him and stared at him coldly.
Xin felt that someone stabbed his heart. It hurt, a lot. He said, "Please, listen to me."
"Sure, tell me, when will I be able to leave?" Mu Lan crossed her hands.
"Can you not leave?" Xin felt someone squeezed his heart.
Mu Lan frowned as she asked, "What do you mean?"
"Marry me, Little Lan," Xin said. His proposal was more like a pray.
Mu Lan was taken aback. "What?" She asked herself in her mind, 'Did I hear it right?'
