The more she spoke, the quieter her voice became.
They were indeed still young. She was only nineteen this year, just starting her first year at university.
He was in his third year, but still a university student.
Talking about marriage now was indeed too early.
"I'm not saying we should get married now, but in the future. Haven't you thought about marrying me?"
Yan Yuexian's heart was pounding. How could she not have thought about it?
She dreamt of quickly graduating and marrying him, but... she wasn't qualified.
Seeing her hesitant expression, Gong Sirui's sense of crisis grew.
Not even daring to answer, was she really just playing around?
No, he could feel that Yan Yuexian liked him.
"Yuexian, are you hiding something from me?"
"No!" Yan Yuexian instinctively retorted.
