Qian Duo hooked a finger under the man's chin and said flirtatiously, "Even though this is the first time we've met, you're exactly the kind of man I want."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure, certain, and absolutely not unsure."
"I'm honored." The man smiled slightly and took a box from his pocket. "May I put this ring on your finger?"
Most of Qian Duo's drunkenness vanished. She touched the man's face, smiled even more brightly, and held out her hand.
"Of course."
