Zhuo Junyi lowered her head, her finger pressing on his chest, "You're talking as if I'm eager to marry you, but I'm not in a hurry at all."
Su Shijie grasped her hand firmly, "Alright, alright, you're not in a hurry, it's me who is, I'm eager to marry you and make you Mrs. Su."
"Okay, you go downstairs first, I'll come down after I change my clothes."
Su Shijie felt that it was still not enough and kissed her once more before descending the stairs.
If it wasn't for the urgency of the chip matter, he wouldn't have gone several days without seeing her.
For dinner, Lin Liuliu prepared a feast as if it were a holiday.
Seeing her future son-in-law's condition, Lin Liuliu felt heartache.
After all, the work he does strains the brain; those dark circles under his eyes clearly came from staying up late.
This time, Lin Liuliu cherished Su Shijie as if he were her own son.
"Xiao Jie, eat more, let Auntie know what you'd like, I'll make it for you tomorrow."
