William pushed him away. &Quot; who wants to marry you? "
Reiter was almost as steady as a mountain. He stared at him and said, " you ... If you don't marry me, who do you want to marry? "
William could hear the seriousness in his tone. He frowned and said, " don't tell me that you really plan to marry me? "
Was he joking?
Reiter used his actions to tell him that he was not joking.
He held his hand and kissed it, licking the base of his ring finger with the tip of his tongue, as if he was imagining it wearing a ring.
William couldn't stand him. He wanted to pull his hand back, but he couldn't.
"Don't make a fuss. We can't get married."
Reiter's eyes seemed to have a cold glint, and his voice also lowered a little. You're not willing to marry me?"
William sighed. &Quot; it's not a matter of whether I'm willing or not ... &Quot;
Reiter's words were enough. &Quot; as long as you're willing, it's fine. The other problems are not a problem. &Quot;