"White-faced gentleman, huh?" Luo Linhaoâs voice was long and drawn out, and Yang Xiayun was at a loss for words the next moment.
Luo Linhao seemed to be venting something, kissing passionately and hurriedly, a bit out of control. As her outer garment slipped off, Yang Xiayun felt a chill on her shoulder and hastily pushed Luo Linhao away.
Seeing his deep eyes still tinted with red, she silently thought to herself, whatâs the harm in a loose tongue.
"Why are you getting so worked up? I was just teasing you."
Luo Linhao held her for a while before snorting coldly, "Iâll let you go this time, but weâll settle this later. Still want to find a white-faced gentleman? Got bold, didnât you?"
"Hehe!" She reached out to hug Luo Linhao with a flattering smile, "I just thoughtlessly blurted it out; donât take it so seriously."
"Pfft..." Luo Linhao laughed, never seen anyone like this before. "You little brat, say it again, and see how I take care of you."
Yang Chuxia and her group saw the two walking in hand-in-hand, their eyes scanning suggestively between them.
Yang Xiayun felt a bit embarrassed under her gaze.
"Auntie, why is your mouth so red? Ate too much pepper?" Yangyang looked over curiously, thinking there were no peppers in the backyard; where did they sneak some?
Yang Xiayun, feeling embarrassed by his comment, lowered her head.
"Auntie, why arenât you answering me?"
Seeing him still pressing the question, Yang Xiayun replied irritably, "I got stung by a bee."
Luo Linhao raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Oh, this bee has quite the aim," Yangyang looked at her and said, "To sting people right on the lips."
Lele covered her face, unable to bear her brotherâs cluelessness, "Little brother, I got a new slingshot, want to see?"
"Slingshot? Is it good stuff?" Yangyang got excited, "I want to see."
"Come on, Iâll show you."
Lele took Yangyang out, and before leaving, gave Luo Linhao a look that said, âYou owe me one.â
"Tsk, cousin-in-law, those two at your place are quite naughty kids." After the two little ones left, Luo Linhao finally spoke.
Yang Chuxia just smiled without saying a word. Yangyang didnât understand what was going on, but someone who had been through it like her certainly did.
"Sister, can you not look at me with that gaze?" Yang Xiayun was speechless, how come her big sister acted like a child, always staring at her?
"Looks like we need to get you married off soon." Yang Chuxia thought to herself, with a single man and woman, things might get out of hand.
"Yes, as soon as possible." Luo Linhao nodded vigorously, "The sooner, the better. Is there a good day this month?"
He felt he couldnât wait a moment longer; who knew he almost lost control a moment ago.
Yang Chuxia was speechless, does it have to be so rushed?
"This month is too tight, the earliest would be next month."
"Then next month it is."
As he spoke, Luo Linhao stood up and bowed to Yang Chuxia, "Cousin-in-law, you must find the soonest date possible. Iâm already at my age, others my age already have kids."
"Alright, I know this well, and the wedding preparations will be quick. Many things were already prepared years ago, weâll certainly get you two married promptly."
For their wedding, Yang Chuxia sent a message to Old Mu the next day.
Someone needs to oversee Linhaoâs wedding, and obviously, no one on the Luo Familyâs side could help.
Old Mu wasnât quite up to it, so after some thought, she asked Dongyang to handle the groomâs side while Yang Chuxia and Ms. Wang took care of the brideâs side.
Dongyang, being straightforward, agreed to Old Muâs request on the spot.