A kiss, lingering.
Di Moxuan seemed to want to rub her into his flesh and blood, and wrapped his arms extremely tightly.
Ye Qingluo's cheeks were smoky red, her winking eyes were like silk, and she fell limply in his arms.
A pair of catkins wrapped around Di Moxuan's neck rested weakly on his chest.
Beside her ears, the man's deep voice was like tasting a jar of sweet wine, which pierced into her heart so deeply that it made her dizzy and intoxicated.
"Xiao Luo'er, thank me, why don't you promise me with your body."
Ye Qingluo's pupils suddenly expanded.
The heart trembled fiercely, and immediately accelerated its beating.
She stared blankly at Di Moxuan's affectionate eyes, the scorching gaze, like a flame, burned her body and mind.
He is serious.
Is this a... marriage proposal
What he meant was that he wanted to marry her
Ye Qingluo's cheeks flushed red, and her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.
What was hidden was a pair of shy eyes.
She had never thought about the matter of marrying Emperor Moxuan.
I just feel that if two people are together, knowing each other and loving each other, that's enough.
"Xiao Luo'er." Di Moxuan clasped her chin with his slender fingers, and his dark eyes gradually became darker, "Don't tell me, you never wanted to be my wife?"
Ye Qingluo blinked her eyes, she was pure and innocent: "We've known each other not long ago, and we don't have a complete understanding of both parties, so it's too early to talk about marriage..."
"Not early." He replied without hesitation, directly interrupting Ye Qingluo's words, "From the moment I was with you, I decided to be with you for the rest of my life."
That voice was powerful and firm.
Ye Qingluo's heart was once again shaken.
I was so confused that I couldn't think about anything anymore.
Sure enough... Qiao Jin and the others were right.
By Di Moxuan's side, she looks like a woman, like a real woman.
I have always been self-reliant and independent, and I am used to being alone.
But in front of Emperor Moxuan, there are emotions and psychology that belong to a woman.
Only Di Moxuan could give her this feeling.
Ye Qingluo's slender fingers curled up Emperor Moxuan's robe bit by bit.
She raised her head and stared at Di Moxuan's smooth and graceful chin: "Ah Xuan, how long is... a lifetime?"
"As long as you want, I will allow you to grow as long as you want." Di Moxuan caressed her cheek, his fingertips were slightly cold, and his peach eyes were as gentle as if they could pinch water.
His gaze became more and more fiery.
Ye Qing's cheeks became more and more blush.
As long as you want, it will be as long as possible.
She knew that Di Moxuan was never someone who made random promises.
For him to say these words, it already represents his determination.
In Ye Qing's heart, because of Emperor Moxuan's words, warmth flowed wantonly.
She held Di Moxuan's waist, her five fingers embedded in his five fingers, ten fingers intertwined.
With smiling eyes, she stared at the hands of the two, and smiled slightly: "Okay, I am willing to marry you."
Di Moxuan looked overjoyed, and turned his big palm against Ye Qingluo's small hand.
His long arms were tightened, his long and narrow peach eyes were raised slightly, and his black hair, like a cloud of smoke, was loosely scattered in front of his half-open chest, making him look extremely alluring.
"Xiao Luo'er, you really..."
The words have not yet been exported.
However, Ye Qing's pink lips hooked slightly, and a sly look flashed across her nimble and charming eyes: "But... there must be a prerequisite for marrying you."
Di Moxuan narrowed his eyes, realizing that what Ye Qingluo said next was definitely not what he wanted to hear.
Sure enough, hearing the woman's sweet voice, she continued: "Ah Xuan, I know, you don't care about the gap between us. However, if you want to get married, I must have the qualifications to walk side by side with you and become your partner." help."