Yin Shaojie held up one of her little hands. Smiling, he said, "Didn't we come here to release water lanterns together? If I don't have a water lantern, what can I do? It would be time-consuming if I were to make a new one right now."
Even though he could buy a ready-made one, making one himself would have more meaning.
The tradition in Nanxiang Old Town was to release one's own handmade water lantern. This showed more sincerity in the wish-making, which meant that one's wishes would be granted.
Mu Xiaoxiao turned her face away and hinted softly, "Can you beg me? Just beg me to give one to you."
Yin Shaojie's smiled deepened. So that was what the girl was trying to say.
He walked behind her and embraced her with his muscular arms. Leaning his lips close to her ear, he said in a mesmerizing tone, "My great wifey, oh please I beg of you, please give me a water lantern, alright?"
Mu Xiaoxiao then smiled, pleased.
