Gently fanning herself, Wen Xian lightly bit her lower lip, her ears reddening slightly as she said, "...you... are you serious?"
Lu Xiao didn't hide his intentions, gazing at her intently, his hand under the table suddenly clutching hers tightly.
He hummed indifferently, "I never joke."
His primary mission this time was to get her onto the same household registration as himself, whether she was pregnant or not.
As he said this, he shifted his gaze elsewhere but didn't let go of her hand. His tone paused, then he continued indifferently,
"Otherwise, I'll just stay angry, Miss Wen, see to it yourself."
Men were coveting her left and right, truly enough was enough.
Sometimes, he really wished he could take her to a place where they would be alone, lock her in a house, and make her life revolve around him alone, never again to be coveted by other men.
And for her, he would devote all the indecency of his life.
To do all those things that deeply claimed her as his.
