"Heh." Rong Shang looked at him. "Young Master Si, those are some nice words."
Although Rong Shang's target was the man in front of her.
But she still needed to find out why the other person was approaching her.
Otherwise, if a tragic love affair were to happen in the future, I wouldn't be able to handle it.
She raised her hand and pushed him away.
“But…” She paused, her gaze lingering on him, a hint of wickedness flickering in the corner of her eye.
"Yan Ran isn't interested."
"Hehe." A low, hoarse laugh escaped from the depths of her throat, and the man's gaze toward her deepened.
His hand, which had been supporting him on the seat, reached out and wrapped around her waist.
Caught off guard, Rong Shang bumped into him, and the hand that was covering his lips was pulled down by him.
"Feelings can be cultivated, so what's a little interest?"
The wind at the seaside was a bit strong, occasionally blowing into the car and bringing a chill.
Si Yunting lowered his gaze to her wedding dress, his dark eyes flashing. He parted his lips slightly and said dangerously, "Yan Ran, why do I feel increasingly uncomfortable looking at this wedding dress of yours?"
Rong Shang raised an eyebrow, "Not good-looking?"
"nice."
Someone is outwardly disingenuous but inwardly upright.
"If I marry you, the wedding dress will be even more beautiful."
"..."
"You want to propose to me?" Rong Shang glanced at him playfully and then added, "I don't want to get married right now."
"I'm not planning to propose to you right now."
No sooner had Rong Shang finished speaking than Si Yunting immediately responded to her question, perhaps because it had hurt his pride.
Hearing this, Rong Shang raised an eyebrow, her smile widening. "If that's the case, then that's perfect."
"It's just..." She glanced down at him, then pushed him away. "Si Yunting, what's your purpose in approaching me?"
He knew her, but she didn't know him at first.
"Me?" Si Yunting smiled, then, as a gust of cold wind blew in from the window, he suddenly took off his coat. "I like you and want to pursue you."
As soon as she finished speaking, a faint shadow fell before her eyes. Rong Shang had just uttered, "I don't believe you," when the man reached out and draped his coat over her shoulders.
He also gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Oh, am I really that unconvincing?"
He wanted to back away, but Rong Shang suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar, pulling him close unexpectedly. Si Yunting looked at the woman's face so close to his own and his breath caught in his throat.
His deep gaze swept down, then rose up to meet hers in a deep look. Then, Si Yunting smiled mischievously. "What?"
"Si Yunting, you'd better tell me honestly, what is your purpose in approaching me?"
She tightened her grip slightly, and the man moved closer again. She then reached out and touched his handsome face.
He looked even more roguish than him.
Si Yunting was stunned for a full second, and then he was about to kiss her without thinking, but Rong Shang turned her face away at the right time.
"If you don't tell, you'll be the one who suffers later."
"Why?"
With a playful blink of her captivating peach blossom eyes, Rong Shang pushed him away again, "It's a secret."
"Click," she reached out and pushed open the car door.
"I don't think I can go back if I'm counting on you."
A lazy voice came from behind her as she got out of the car right in front of him. Her beautiful figure was reflected in his pupils, and Si Yunting pursed his lips.
Before his brain could even process it, his tall figure had already strode from the driver's seat to the passenger seat.
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