His playful gaze made me look at him.
Leaning lazily on the sofa, a cigarette in hand, he exuded the charm of a male lead.
The sight of a pair of slender and well-proportioned hands holding a cigarette casually dangling on the chair made me couldn't help but be drawn in. However, the impatience between his eyebrows sobered me up from his beauty. "A day without seeing you feels like a long time. Though we've only been apart for hours, it feels like months!"
He shot me a sidelong glance, a teasing smile on his lips, "Is that so?"
His mocking reminded me of a time before I hadn't changed my mission in the past few days. I felt anxious as the heroine's appearance drew near and decided to take action, pestering my parents to propose marriage to him, hoping to secure the status of fiancée.
But when he heard my father say my love for him, he looked at me with contempt and coldly replied, "Is that so?"
At that time, my face turned red due to his mocking look. Everyone looked at his cold attitude and no one responded for a while, so the matter was left unresolved.