"What's with that reaction?" Aurelia Shaw knocked on his head, "Speak, if you don't want to, then forget it."
"I do want to." Mason Nightshade kissed her, the corners of his lips lifting, "I remember what you said, don't think about backing out, I'll wait for you to finish shooting this movie, and then we'll go register for marriage."
"I said after I'm busy with this period, I didn't say after I finish the movie that we'll go right away." How did this person twist her words?
"I don't care. Once you finish this movie, we go register!" Mason insisted.
Aurelia was frustrated by his stubbornness, "Get out, get out, we're not getting married."
Mason looked at her, hurt.
Seeing his big watery eyes, Aurelia's mind conjured up the image of a soldier looking pathetically at her, she sighed helplessly in her heart, patted his head, and comforted him.
After a while, she nodded. "Fine."
Joy surfaced in Mason's eyes, he once again tackled the petite woman down.
