"Do you want to be my date?" he asked her casually.
Song Luli was momentarily stunned. Her mouth hung open, her arm froze in the air, holding the invitation in her hand. He looked at her with a deep and fathomless, half-lidded expression.
Song Luli didn't realize that she let herself immerse in his gaze. She didn't know how to explain the feeling of when her eyes met his; it was difficult to look into them--it was subterranean as if he was holding up some walls, allowing a small passage through, only opened for her.
Song Luli gritted her teeth, flustered. She held her chin high. "I thought we were married?" she responded.
Long Jie smirked, and his sly grin made her realize he was teasing her. Song Luli puffed her cheeks in frustration.
Watching her expression, Long Jie laughed, and Song Luli was getting irritated by his playfulness. He kept laughing, so Song Luli stormed around him, covering his mouth with her palms, feeling embarrassed.
