Confession to My Deskmate, Little Hanhan, I Want to Marry You as My Wife

In her previous life, she was busy with business and lacked companionship. Her introverted wife died of depression and resurrected her life to make up for her regrets. There are three options before you now. First: Let me eat the snack in your hand. Second: Be my wife. The girl's eyes widened in disbelief, her little fists tightly holding snacks "Zero... Snacks... Not allowed, not even being a wife..." Wouldn't it be even more outrageous next time if you don't lead such a bully and become your wife without giving her snacks? The soft voice was filled with stubbornness: "Then I choose the third one!" "It's simple. Give me the snacks and be my wife. I will take care of your snacks from now on." Woohoo... The big bad guy ran out of there.