Lu Xiaoyou opened her eyes, misty with water vapor, the light from the dining table lamp falling into her eyes, her pupils shimmering like a clear spring in the daylight, shimmering gently.
"What should I call you? You haven't given me a title, I'm not even your girlfriend right now."
The man, after a brief pause, placed his lips on Lu Xiaoyou's sweaty forehead.
"You are..."
"Hmm?"
When his thin lips brushed past her nose bridge, Lu Xiaoyou instinctively closed her eyes.
"You are my girlfriend." He sighed lowly.
Lu Xiaoyou's eyes opened again, "And besides being a girlfriend?"
Her eyes held seductive tides of spring, mixed with a clear and calm light, Lu Xiaoyou looked directly at him:
"You are already choosing a fiancée, and yet I'm still your girlfriend. Isn't my status like this quite awkward?"
The man touched her lips with the pad of his thumb, "I won't have any fiancée, this return to Rhode Island is precisely to resolve this matter."
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