Yan Huan had already reached the door of the hospital, heard a call, and turned around to see Xiao Moshu chasing after him. He was only wearing a shirt and a pair of gray home clothes, and his bangs were flying slightly when he ran over.
Coming so quickly, it was as if a gust of wind was blowing in her heart, causing ripples.
"I'll take you home." He took her arm and walked outside.
Yan Huan did not refuse and followed him out.
After getting in the car, she sat in the car and turned to look at him: "Xiao Moshu, how about we get married now?"
"Yan Huan, you are not of age yet, not to mention that neither of us have registered residence here." Xiao Moshu said.
"Are these problems for you?" She knew that with Xiao Moshu's current status and ability, where to get married was a matter of words.
"We won't talk until you are eighteen years old." Xiao Moshu said forcefully.
"If you don't marry me tonight, I will never marry you." Yan Huan stared into his eyes and said very firmly.