Bo Siyan's gaze shifted from her to the front and then his lips curled into a smile as he teased, "Woman, are you still saying you don't want to marry me?"
Ning Xia turned off the car, pulled out the key, and then turned her head to look at him, nodding openly, "Yeah, I do want to marry you, is that okay?"
The man's slender fingers pinched her small chin, "Hmm, you're welcome anytime."
"Psh~"
Ning Xia got out of the car, took out the wheelchair from the backseat, and then helped Bo Siyan into it before pushing him forward.
The sun was exceptionally bright today, but not scorching, complemented by a gentle breeze, it was very comfortable and pleasant.
"Why did you want to come to the church?"
Bo Siyan's slightly weak voice entered her ears slowly, Ning Xia looked down at his profile and smiled, "I'm here to press you into marriage."
"There's no need for you to take the initiative; such matters should of course be initiated by the man."
"I'm just kidding."
