"What are you hitting me for?"
Before Fu Yuheng could react, Caroline had already pressed a pistol to his forehead, her face fierce. "Who gave you the nerve to kiss me?"
With the muzzle jammed against his head, Fu Yuheng showed no fear. Instead, his eyes held a mix of three parts composure and seven parts profound affection as he said, "Caroline, be my woman. Will you?"
Chapter 127