Chapter 387: Chapter 384: Wen Xian, Let’s Get Our Marriage Certificate
She continued to mutter to him in a low voice:
“Don’t overthink it, I never took him seriously, okay? There have been so many like him who wanted to chase after .
But what of it? None of them are a match for you. In my eyes, in my heart, it’s all you.”
Lu Xiao: “…”
Listening to her sweet nothings at that mont, his eyes flickered slightly.
Was her sweet-talking… natural-born?
Seeing that he was still ignoring her, Wen Xian, regardless of the surrounding crew mbers, simply leaned closer to his ear and said:
“No matter what, it’s my fault for making my darling unhappy. Don’t be mad, wait for to put on for you tonight…”
“Pfft…!”
Sitting next to them, Sister Ling, who had accidently overheard sothing R-rated, burst out laughing.
Everyone turned to look, and while coughing repeatedly and covering her mouth with one hand, she waved the other in the air:
“No, it’s nothing; carry on, everyone.”
Wen Xian also turned back to look at her: “Are you really okay, Sister Ling?”
Sister Ling didn’t look at her, her face flush with coughing, unable to speak in the face of Wen Xian.
Instead, she took out her phone and sent her a text ssage.
It read just a few words: “So flirty.”
If she hadn’t misheard just now, it was probably to make him happy later tonight by putting on… a sailor suit…
Sister Ling couldn’t help but imagine it for a mont, uh, actually, the picture quite fit.
It seed Wen Xian was really trying to be done in by Captain Lu.
Just as Sister Ling finally managed to compose herself, she suddenly heard Captain Lu say solemnly:
“If you like it, it’s good.”
Sister Ling: “…??”
Next to her, Wen Xian continued to whisper, “…do you know what that is?”
Captain Lu: “I don’t know, but if you wear it, I’ll watch.”
Sister Ling, pretending she hadn’t heard anything, her face turning red with the effort to contain herself: “…”
Damn.
So people are not afraid of public flirting, but private flirting is even more formidable.
He claid with his mouth that he didn’t know what it was, yet he said he’d watch if she wore it.
How co he seed so sure it was sothing ant to be worn?
Wen Xian had yet to realize she had fallen into a trap again as she fiddled with his fingers under the table, scratching the palm of his hand with her fingertip, tracing:
“So, are you still mad? Smile for , won’t you?”
Lu Xiao didn’t respond.
There she was, below the surface, entangled with him secretly.
And it seed he quite enjoyed her entwinent, very patient.
Unexpectedly, her slender fingers suddenly changed direction, landing on his long, strong leg.
As they gradually moved upward, Lu Xiao’s expression remained calm above the table, but below he firmly grasped her small hand.
“Stop it.”
“Then will you—”
Lu Xiao: “Wen Xian, co with to register our marriage.”
A low sentence only the two of them could hear.
Wen Xian’s body tensed, and she nearly froze.
Lu Xiao finally took the initiative, leaning close to her ear with his voice deep and yet exceedingly pleasant.
“Hmm? How about it? If we get the certificate, I won’t be mad anymore.”
A certain man, enticingly persuasive.
Safe to say, Wen Xian held her breath when she heard what he said.
Her heartbeat even halted for a mont.
But then, it suddenly sped up, pounding rapidly.
No one knew what she was thinking at that mont.
But then, she slowly lifted her long eyelashes——
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