He whispered softly yet playfully, "Ah Luo, you have to tell me. Why didn't you like it?"
All of sudden, Han Luo felt shy; she couldn't look at him in the eye. She placed her head on his chest before softly and cutely saying, "Big brother Yuan, you are a meanie."
Mo Yuan placed his left hand on her slender back and the other hand on her waist. "Then are you okay with another girl having me?"
"No!" Han Luo snapped. She realized too soon that she answered negatively. She quickly added, "I mean, I didn't get to be with you for six years. You have to be with me another six years as profit and another six years as interest. Twelve years later, you can have any girl you want. I won't stop you."
Mo Yuan smiled faintly as he looked at her. "After twelve years, any girl I want I can have?"
"Yes, any girl you want." Han Luo hurriedly added, "She has to be more beautiful than me, more graceful than me and she has to love you more than I do."
