"What's wrong with you?" Ariana patted him on the back when she felt him squeeze her in his arms. She softly chuckled before asking, "Is everything okay?"
"Yeah," Nicolai glanced at the envelope on the tea table with a dark look in his eyes before saying to Ariana, "Nothing; I just felt like doing it." He pulled back and looked at her with a smile on his face. "By the way, do you know I searched for the meaning of your name and guess what? It turns out that I was not wrong when I called you a pristine princess."
"Of course, you were not wrong in calling me that. Only wrong for your stalkerish tendencies." She pinched him on the cheek before walking back to the kitchen. "I mean, who cares what the meaning of my name is?"
"I do care," Nicolai stepped forward and leaned against the counter of the kitchen. "I really care about even the smallest thing about you. If possible, I wish to know everything about you."
