Be a Good Boy and Marry Me

Anyone who saw them wouldn’t doubt that this was a deeply in love couple.

However, they were both way too reserved. Even in this scenario, they didn’t kiss? The audience was expecting to see that…

The audience waited on the spot, hoping. But in the end, they saw the man walk away cradling the girl in his arms; they didn’t get to see what they wanted, so they were slightly disappointed.

Mo Shiting’s car was parked nearby. He carried Gu Li all the way to it.

The walk was too conspicuous, so Gu Li simply nestled against his chest, hiding her face.

“Is it so unbearable?”

Mo Shiting glanced at her, teasing with a smile.

Gu Li pouted, “I’m shy, okay? I have a thin skin.”

Mo Shiting: “If you have a thin skin, then nobody has thick skin.”

“Humph    ”

Gu Li threw a punch at him. “Talking nonsense!”

“Heh…”

“Brother Ting, why didn’t you let me know beforehand when you returned? Were you trying to surprise me?”

“Hmm, kind of.”

Gu Li wasn’t satisfied with his answer, “What do you mean ‘kind of? It either is or it isn’t.”

” It is.”

“Aren’t you afraid your surprise might turn into a shock?”

“Like what?”

“Like, seeing me holding hands with a young, handsome man, or something.”

Gu Li purposely teased, “After all, I’m pretty popular. Aren’t you afraid that I might cheat on you?”

Mo Shiting stared at her with a look that said he had her all figured out. “Apart from me, who else would you be interested in?”

GuLi: “…”

Once back in the car, Mo Shiting drove towards the city.

Seeing this, Gu Li quickly reminded him, “I promised Aunt Guan I would go back to the villa. She is waiting for me to have chicken soup.”

Mo Shiting responded casually, “It’s fine, I already told her to go back to Blue Sky Sea first.”

“So we’re going back too?”

“No, we’re going on a date.”

“A date?”

Gu Li looked excited, “Where are we going?”

Mo Shiting turned to look at her, “Where do you want to go?”

“Isn’t it your idea to have a date? I thought you had apian.”

Mo Shiting: “…”

Did one need a plan for a date?

This seemed a bit childish.

He didn’t need one.

Seeing Gu Li continually stare at him with her rolling eyes, Mo Shiting couldn’t help but smile, “How about we go watch a movie?”

Gu Li turned him down, “There aren’t any good movies recently.”

“Then how about dinner first?”

“Whatever.”

It seemed like a typical case of him not having any dating experience.

But if he had been experienced in dating, she probably would have been more upset.

Thinking this, Gu Li felt better.

Once back in the city, it was time for dinner.

Gu Li suggested they have hot pot, to which Mo Shiting readily agreed.

They drove to a hot pot restaurant with a simple and stylish decor. As it was quite popular online, there was a long line of people waiting. It seemed like it would take at least three hours for a table for two.

Gu Li wasn’t willing to wait and wanted to go somewhere else, “Brother Ting, shall we go to another restaurant? Hot pots are basically the same everywhere. We don’t necessarily have to eat here.”

Mo Shiting held her hand tightly, “This restaurant is owned by a friend of Li Jinyao. They have private rooms.”

“Ah, so you come here often?”

Gu Li was surprised.

He didn’t seem like someone who would enjoy hot pot.

As expected, the next second, she heard Mo Shiting say, “This is my first time.”

“Then how did you know there were private rooms here?”

“I asked Jinyao.”

“When did you ask him?”

Gu Li, like a curious child, kept asking questions.

Mo Shiting patiently answered her while leading her inside, “When you suggested we have hot pot.”

“Oh.”

“Do you have any other questions?”

“I want to ask… Brother Ting, why are you so handsome?”

Mo Shiting: “…”

The corners of his mouth turned up subtly. Yeah, he was flattered.

After the hot pot meal, Gu Li couldn’t control herself and overate.

She touched her bloated belly and told Mo Shiting mournfully, “I can’t do it, I’m too full. Can we take a walk nearby?”

“Sure.”

Mo Shiting didn’t refuse and held her hand, ambling around the nearby square.

In the middle of the square, a street singer was performing, attracting a large crowd of people, three layers deep.

“Let’s go listen.”

Gu Li immediately became interested and hurriedly pulled Mo Shiting over.

Mo Shiting had no interest in street performances, but he didn’t want to disappoint Gu Li, so he went along with her.