This ti, Yu Yao firmly rejected his proposal.
Moses stood by her side, watching her wash.
Seeing her long hair falling and getting in the way, he naturally walked over, helped her brush it aside, and tucked it behind her ear.
Feeling the man’s fingers slide over the skin behind her ear, Yu Yao felt a rush of panic, and the roots of her ears turned pink.
"You... you can wait for in the living room. Watching like this... makes a little embarrassed."
He stood there, staring at her, which was indeed a bit uncomfortable.
"Then you’ll have to get used to it." The man stood beside her, still speaking earnestly, "If we get married, we’ll be together all the ti, and besides, I like watching you."
Yu Yao’s face turned even redder.
This guy, his honesty is a bit over the top!
Watching her flushed face, Moses raised an eyebrow.
She might just be embarrassed, but he felt a bit restless.
"Alright, I’ll wait outside then!"
"Moses!" Yu Yao thought he was upset and hurried to stop him, "That’s not what I ant. If you like, you can wait here."
"I better wait outside." The man’s tone was a bit helpless, "I’m afraid I might not be able to control myself."
Yu Yao’s expression froze.
Seeing the man turn to leave, she glanced down at herself—a tracksuit outfit with an apron, neither revealing nor sexy... and yet he couldn’t control himself?
After tidying up the kitchen, she brewed a pot of tea.
In the living room, Moses was flipping through the photo album on the coffee table.
Placing the tea on the coffee table, Yu Yao poured two small cups, placing one in front of him, and sat by his side.
"This is Yu Xiao when he was little. He was cute and pretty back then, and everyone thought we were sisters."
"Not as cute as you," the man said.
Yu Yao was first slightly stunned, then laughed softly.
"I used to think you didn’t complint girls."
The man glanced sideways, looking serious, "I’m not flattering you, just speaking the truth. You’ve always been cuter and prettier than him."
She blushed again.
Seeing her flushed face, Moses quickly looked away and turned to the next page.
This ti, it was a photo of Yu Yao holding a guitar, gently strumming the strings.
"Do you like singing?"
"I used to like it, and even wrote songs back then, but later... I didn’t sing much anymore."
Life was hard, working to make money, there wasn’t much ti for such pleasures.
"I’ve already paid off your debt, so you don’t have to worry about money anymore."
"You... how did you know?"
But Moses had already changed the subject, pointing at the people in the photo with her.
"Are these your parents?"
"Mm."
Yu Yao looked at her parents’ photo, nodding gently, her hand reaching out to stroke her father’s face in the picture, "Back then, dad spoiled the most. Every ti he went on a business trip, he’d bring us gifts; when giving us pocket money, he’d always give a little more, always saying that daughters should be raised with wealth..."
Her tone turned slightly lancholic.
But a hand landed on her head, softly tousling her hair, and glancing at the man’s gentle expression, Yu Yao naturally rested her head on his shoulder.
She used to secretly dream about this, and now she could finally openly be close to him.
Thinking of having a man in the world who cared so much about her, everything seed so wonderful.
"Moses." She lifted her face slightly, "Will you really marry ?"
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