Lu Chengfeng sighed, holding her body tightly, and whispered in her ear, "Good senior sister, how do you want me to choose?"
Du Mengyan didn't know why, but his whisper made her ear itch, as if the oppressive and low spirits dissipated inexplicably. She slightly pouted her red lips, "How would I know? This is a question I should be asking you."
Lu Chengfeng's tone was soft, like a feather teasing her heart, "Then, senior sister, which one do you want me to choose in your heart?"
Du Mengyan was inexplicably agitated by his persistent questioning, "Just choose whichever you want directly, why keep asking me? Don't ask me anymore, I don't know anything..."
While she was speaking, she suddenly froze a little.
Lu Chengfeng lightly bit her ear, and said somewhat frivolously, "I won't choose. I want both."
"After we get married, of course, I want you too."
"As for now... I also want..."
"Woman, you are mine, you can't escape."
