"It's my promise to pre-book eighteen-year-old Lin Wei to be your girlfriend."
"..."
Damn.
It's not her odd behavior that's stirred him up.
She outright killed him.
Jiang Su was frozen as if someone had hit the pause button. It took him at least half a minute to process what she had said.
... Lin Wei, goodness.
... It's a promise, my promise to pre-book eighteen-year-old Lin Wei to be your girlfriend.
Jiang Su's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, looking at the young girl before him, his heart softened in an instance.
The girl in front of him, so beautiful, gentle, and adorable.
She would be his future girlfriend.
His girlfriend.
His.
The promised kind.
Jiang Su's heartbeat involuntarily sped up, he felt an impulse to sweep her into his arms.
By the time he reacted, his hand had already reached out. Fearing to scare her, he quickly suppressed his messy thoughts, resting his hand softly on her head and gently ruffled her hair.
