Xia Feimeng's words surprised Yi Dianlun. Her faint fragrance passed through his nose. Yi Dianlun looked at the sexy little goblin-like person in front of him and chuckled, "Ask me to get married? Why?"
Xia Feimeng blinked her long eyelashes slightly and raised the corners of her mouth, "Why do I need someone to marry me."
"Then why me?" Yi Dianlun took down Xia Feimeng's hand that was holding his chin, and turned it around to squeeze her small chin.
"It's just pleasing to the eye." Xia Feimeng didn't know whether to continue. The aura emanating from this man and his evil expression made her a little overwhelmed.
"Why is there so much nonsense? Do you agree with one sentence?" If she doesn't do it, she has to find another one, so don't waste too much of her time.
Yi Dianlun looked at the impatient person in front of him carefully and narrowed the distance between them.
"I agree." After saying that, he put down the wine glass, and Yi Dianlun's thin and sexy lips were as delicate as rose petals, kissing her lips with the evil scent of wine.
In just one second, Yi Dianlun's lips left hers, and the distance between the two of them was immediately widened.
Xia Feimeng was stunned and then overjoyed, and quickly continued, "I'll meet you at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."
"No problem." Yi Dianlun's evil mouth raised.
"Lun, are you crazy?" Several friends who had been watching spoke immediately after Xia Feimeng left.
Yi Dianlun took a sip of the cocktail, looking extremely charming, with a pair of deep eyes, charming color and a slight smile. "Don't I just need a marriage partner? Isn't this just right?"
Then he raised his head and a glass of cocktail slid down his throat.