Mike picked up the teacup and took a sip unhurriedly. He stared at Abu Thor's beautiful face and said in an extremely serious tone:
"I like you. I have liked you since I saw you for the first time. Marrying you is my biggest wish, but I'm not in a hurry. We can slowly cultivate our feelings. I believe that you will accept it sooner or later."
Although Abu Thor appreciated Mike's straightforwardness and aggressiveness, she didn't say anything.
"I'm the direct descendant of the mind ogre race. You can't be the one."
Although Mike was qualified to be her husband, Abu Thor still didn't want to be at a disadvantage in front of this man.
Hearing this, Mike smiled.