Xie Xiao looked at Luo Yanran in front of him, who was seriously looking at him.
Honestly, deep in her eyes, there was also a hint of unease.
Xie Xiao smiled, reached out to take the book from her hand, and walked toward the cashier, "Is this a gift from your dad? Why don't you want it?"
Luo Yanran honestly said, "Because I want to live with you. If you think it's awkward, then never mind, I'll tell my dad not to buy it."
Xie Xiao's steps halted, utterly unable to deal with such a direct girlfriend.
Seeing him suddenly stop, Luo Yanran also stopped, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just that I can't really handle the way you talk to me," Xie Xiao said in a tone of resignation mixed with frankness.
Looking at her, her face filled with surprise.
"Is this what you call being straightforward? Do you want to live together with me?" His tone wasn't teasing or playful; it was very serious.
