But Feng Yin's heart was already set; he was determined to marry her. How could he not?
Yes, that's right. He had to marry her!
Since he had taken the initiative, it was naturally his responsibility.
Feng Yin even felt that, as a man, it was slightly negligent of him to have let his beloved ask such a question.
So he answered her very clearly and directly: "I want to marry you as my wife!"
Resolute!
"Ah ya ya..."
Dong Xiaoyan's face turned bright red at once, the blush spreading from her cheeks to her ears, and then even her neck turned crimson.
Instantly, steam seemed to rise from the top of her head.
After hearing this, all the courage she had mustered vanished in a blink, and her movements became frantic and clumsy, as she picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks and hurriedly shoved it into her mouth.
Clearly, she was trying to use eating as a way to cover up her current awkwardness.
