Lin Nuannuan was so angry she wanted to slap Zeng Zhen across the face.
She had seen thick-skinned people before, but never someone with skin this thick.
"Don't be angry," Zeng Zhen suddenly apologized, "I just want to tell you that I am serious."
Lin Nuannuan was still very angry.
She had been kissed out of the blue.
So annoying.
"At most, I won't kiss you again without your permission," he offered.
"You still dare to kiss me?" Lin Nuannuan's anger flared.
"Just kidding," Zeng Zhen laughed, "Actually, I think we are quite a match."
"How so?"
"You like what I like, ah. You like nightclubs, and so do I. If we get married in the future, neither of us will pick at the other, and our family will be harmonious, right? Besides, I can keep you company to have fun. How perfect is a couple in tune like that?"
"Aren't you thinking too far ahead?" They hadn't even agreed to date.
And now he was already talking about marriage.
