"What? You just ran away like that?"
In the cafe, Nie Xiaoxun slammed the table and roared!
Others were startled and cast disgruntled glances their way.
Mu Anran hurriedly pulled her down to sit, "Shh, Nie Xiaoxun, keep your voice down!"
Nie Xiaoxun sat down furiously, itching to crack open Mu Anran's head to see if it was filled with water or paste, or perhaps a mixture of both.
"You..." She poked Mu Anran's forehead resentfully, "My über cool idol even proposed to you, and you 'ummed' for ages, then just ran off? That's a criminal waste! If I were you, before he could finish speaking, I would have already knelt down and said I do!"
Mu Anran was covered in metaphorical black lines, "Nie Xiaoxun, I'm speaking seriously to you!"
She was helpless too!
Just a few days before, she had been agonizing over what she meant to him.
And then, he went ahead and proposed to her.
