Jun Yexuan pursed his thin lips slightly when he heard this, and said cautiously: "I was angry once, don't be angry again, okay? I just want to make this proposal more meaningful.
This is a surprise I want to give you, so I don’t want to just talk about it and let my servants do everything for me. Besides, the injuries on my hands are not all caused by planting these... um... "
Qiao Qing stood up on her tiptoes and wrapped her arms around his neck, tilting her head to block his next words.
Jun Yexuan's pupils dilated slightly, and while his heart was overwhelmed with joy, he lifted her waist with one hand and took back the initiative.
At the end of the long conversation, Qiao Qing knocked her head on his chest, "You know I feel bad."
Jun Yexuan couldn't help but tighten his arms around her waist, and his chin gently rubbed the top of her hair, "Marrying you is the luckiest thing in my life. What's the point of planting these flowers? I, Jun Yexuan, enjoy it like a cake."
Qiao Qing was moved when she heard this. She calmed down for a while before remembering another question.
"Didn't we already decide to get married? You proposed and asked me if I wanted to marry you?"
If Mu Jingheng and others were here, they would definitely be amazed at the surprisingly similar brain circuits of father and daughter.
Jun Yexuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard this. He scratched the tip of her nose with his finger and smiled fondly: "Proposal is an important ceremony. Other girls have it. How could I let you not have it?"
Qiao Qing was confused again, feeling that under this man's gentle attack, she was becoming less and less like herself.
Otherwise, why would she, who has always been cold-hearted and cold-hearted, have her eyes wet so often recently
Taking a deep breath, forcing back the moisture in her eyes, she looked up at him and said, "I promise to marry..."
Jun Yexuan raised his hand to touch her lips, "Don't rush to agree yet, I have more surprises for you than this."
As he spoke, he controlled the hot air balloon to fall.
Qiao Qing was slightly distracted by his words. As the ground in her field of vision got closer and closer, she noticed a villa located in a sea of roses, and the hot air balloon was obviously heading for this villa.
Qiao Qing recalled his words that "the injuries on his hands were not all because of planting these roses" and couldn't help but ask: "What else did you do?"
Jun Yexuan smiled and said, "You'll know when we get there."
Qiao Qing seemed to have gotten used to his mysterious appearance for a short time. She smiled slightly at the corners of her lips and didn't ask any more questions.
When the hot air balloon landed on the ground, Jun Yexuan took Qiao Qing down, took her hand, and walked towards the villa, "Follow me."
Qiao Qing's little hand was wrapped in his dry palm, and her heartbeat accelerated with every step she took.
When she reached the closed door, Qiao Qing asked, "Does this house belong to you?"
Jun Yexuan said "hmm", raised his hands, and slowly opened the door in front of him.
The moment the door opened, Qiao Qing held her breath and her pupils unconsciously dilated again.
I saw a beautiful trailing wedding dress standing in the center of the living room, with an amazing shoulder and waist design, all revealing the designer's whimsical ideas. The dreamy soft gauze fabric is like water waves covered with a layer of fine diamonds, and like the stars scattered all over the bright night sky, sparkling.
Even if Qiao Qing is a writer, she is too short of words to describe the beauty of this wedding dress.
I can only hold my breath and concentrate again and again, for fear of disturbing this flashy dream.
When he couldn't recover from the shock, he felt a warm chest pressing against him.
Jun Yexuan pulled her into his arms from behind and asked softly: "Do you like it?"
(End of chapter)