I had only booked a restaurant, but now, I ended up in a suite.

I looked at the huge bed and bathtub, my mind suddenly feeling a bit feverish.

Lú Cí sat beside me, gently applying medicine for me.

The warmth of his index finger reached my heart through my skin.

"Your pulse is beating so fast," he said teasingly.

"Is it... really? Maybe it's just too hot in this room."

My face felt like it was on fire.

He stood up and adjusted the temperature lower.

"Su Niàn, let's go eat, my hand doesn't hurt anymore." I said anxiously.

He looked straight at me, smiling without saying a word.

I became more and more flustered, not knowing where to put my hands.

I tried to stand up, but he pressed me down:

"Su Niàn, marry me, everything I have will be yours."

His ink-black eyes seemed bottomless, I felt like I was being drawn in.

The remaining rationality made me push him away:

"Lú Cí, let's talk properly, don't get so close."

He smiled, his voice seductive as he traced my face with his finger:

"After we're married, you can do whatever you want, I won't restrict you. Even if you get into big trouble, I'll support you."

This...

I really had no reason to refuse.

But my stomach chose the most inappropriate time to growl.

He reached out and pulled me up:

"Let's go eat."