"Ah!!"
Xiao Lingxi let out a startled cry, leaping back like a frightened little rabbit. Her fingers brushed her tingling lips as her wide eyes filled with shock. A quick blush crept from her snowy cheeks down to her neck. “You…you…you kissed me again!”
“You’re reacting the same way as always.” Xiao Che, clearly the one at fault, maintained an innocent, hurt expression. “When we were young, you loved playing kissy-face with me. Now, each time I kiss you, you act as though you’ve been gravely startled.”
“You-you-you…you know that was when we were children!” Xiao Lingxi’s face grew redder by the second. “We’re adults now; we can’t just kiss like that! You…you’re about to have a wife, and from now on, you can only kiss her!”
“Why…”
“Because I’m your aunt!” Xiao Lingxi stomped her foot in exasperation.
“Well…what if I just want to kiss you?” Xiao Che placed his hand under his chin, grinning mischievously. The sweet and adorable fifteen-year-old in front of him bore none of the “aunt’s” authority.
“Hmph…then marry me!” Xiao Lingxi wrinkled her nose, retorting in a playful tone.
“Hey! You’re my aunt; how could I possibly marry you…” Xiao Che’s voice trailed off, his eyes widening slightly.
“You know it, yet you keep stealing kisses! If you try again, I’ll tell your future wife, Xia Qingyue, and let her deal with you!” Xiao Lingxi lifted her chin proudly, casting him a triumphant look.
At that moment, Xiao Hong’s voice sounded from outside once more. “Young Master, are you ready? It’s time to head to the Xia family for the wedding procession.”
“All right, I’ll be right out.” Xiao Che glanced down at his attire, preparing to leave. Just as he took a step, Xiao Lingxi grabbed his arm, her expression serious. “Xiao Che! Before you go to fetch Xia Qingyue, repeat the promise we made yesterday, word for word, or I won’t let you leave.”
The promise from yesterday? Xiao Che thought back, a touch exasperated. “Fine… After marrying Xia Qingyue, I won’t forget about my Little Aunt. I won’t spend less time with her, and whenever she calls for me, I’ll come running…did I get every word right?”
“Good, that’s more like it.” Xiao Lingxi flashed a sweet smile but kept holding his hand. “But I forgot something yesterday, so I’m adding another rule. Although Xia Qingyue will be your wife, her place in your heart cannot be above mine! Now, repeat that too. Quickly!”
Xiao Che turned to gaze into her bright eyes and replied, “If you give me a kiss, I’ll agree.”
“Then…marry me?”
“…”
“Are you ready yet, Young Master?” Xiao Hong’s voice came from outside again; missing the “auspicious hour” would be inauspicious.
Xiao Che rested his hand on the door, pausing before he spoke softly, “I can’t agree to that, Little Aunt…because in my heart, your place is one that a hundred Xia Qingyues could never surpass. I wouldn’t even think of comparing you to her.”
With that, he opened the door and stepped out.