Yan Yu jumped in shock: "What proposal?"
We haven't officially started dating, how can we even mention marriage?
Xue Jiangqiu cautiously glanced out the window, turned around, using his body to block the view from outside, then couldn't help but lightly embrace Yan Yu's shoulder, his voice slightly husky: "Yan Yu... I've loved you for ten years. For these ten years, almost every day, I've been thinking about you. So even though I just confessed my feelings to you, my desire for you has grown over time."
Yan Yu understood the feelings between men and women now, taking a deep breath in nervousness: "Don't be ridiculous, this is in the store."
For some reason, her heart was a bit disordered, she backed away, found an excuse to leave the kitchen and went to help the student assistant collect payments.
She glanced out the window involuntarily...
It felt like she had an illusion of being watched, but looking out, there was nothing.
