Li Mingxi glanced at him without answering.
"This is the house I just bought, and the design is all mine."
Li Mingxi looked a bit taken aback.
Xiao Lang continued, "I'm keeping this house for when I get married. What do you think?"
Li Mingxi's eyelashes trembled slightly.
"It's fine."
"Do you like it?"
"What good is it if I like it? It's your future wife who needs to like it."
Xiao Lang curled his lips: "I think she should like it."
Li Mingxi suddenly turned her head and continued to look out the window.
Her hand on the window sill clenched tightly in secret.
Xiao Lang also fell silent, no longer speaking, but Li Mingxi still felt that he was staring at her.
She couldn't help but turn her head to find him with his eyes slightly lowered, not looking at her.
Li Mingxi raised her wrist to check her watch and said, "I have something to do, I need to go."
"The hour isn't up yet," Xiao Lang said deeply.
