"Wait a minute." Bai Lingyun's face showed a trace of headache, and he raised his hand to stop the person coming over, "I don't have time to chat now."
The person halted for a moment, then laughed speechlessly and walked away.
"Go ahead." He released Mu Xing, looking at her leisurely.
Mu Xing was momentarily dazed, thinking Bai Lingyun really had no time when he said so.
Turns out he said he had no time, because he wanted to listen to her.
Such seriousness left her momentarily unsure of what words to use.
"What, haven't thought it through?" He asked casually.
"No." Mu Xing took a deep breath, "Actually..."
"Why not propose just now?" Shao Zhixing suddenly came forward out of nowhere, holding a glass of red wine in one hand, and his other hand rested on Bai Lingyun's shoulder, his teasing gaze darting between the two of them, "Such a perfect opportunity, isn't it Mu Xing?"
