The next second, he saw Qiao Xu pouting in front of him, like a child who was refused candy, her voice carrying a hint of a sob.
"Wu~~ I just kissed you, and you took advantage of me without taking responsibility."
Tears began to fall, panicking Lu Moqing.
"Xuxu, be good, don't cry, don't cry..."
Lu Moqing wasn't very good at coaxing women, especially Qiao Xu crying in front of him. A few tears made him flustered and at a loss.
"So are you going to marry me or not? If you don't, I'm going to kiss you again, and then you'll have to take responsibility."
She looked at him with tearful eyes, serious even though she was obviously drunk, which made Lu Moqing feel as sweet as if he had eaten honey.
"Xuxu, are you really..."
Before he could finish speaking, Qiao Xu targeted his lips and kissed him again.
The unique sweetness of a woman mixed with the rich aroma of red wine left Lu Moqing stunned.
