If she was a wild cat in the bed, then Lu Yinbing was a leopard. Those who dared to invade her territory must be prepared to be scratched. Xia Yitong, with a blood mark on her back, recalled the ecstasy appearance of being irritated and had to beg for mercy under her just now. Even if she was scratched to death, she felt it was worth it.

An old saying once said: It is a romantic spirit to die under a peony flower, but Xia Yitong now agrees deeply.

"There is medicine in the first drawer. Take it out and I'll give you medicine."

Xia Yitong smiled even more openly, Lu Yinbing was considerate, and still remembered to apply medicine to her. The medicine should be a ointment, which was in a box or in a tubular shape. Previously, she was injured in a hangwei and used a white ointment similar to the box. Xia Yitong was in a happy mood and thought about the fact that some of them were opened and the ointment was in a place where she could see it as soon as she opened the drawer, but there was also something more eye-catching there.

Xia Yitong had seen it and knew what was inside. Her expression froze and froze in an instant. She turned around and looked at Lu Yinbing who was already facing her back. She almost shrank into a ball, and she looked nervous at it. So she didn't forget it occasionally, but she deliberately showed it to her.

Xia Yitong's breathing couldn't help but pause for a moment. She had an unreal illusion. Has she been proposed? She secretly pinched the root of her thighs and shook in pain. She bent down and took out the box from the drawer, opened it, and her five fingers were shaking slightly, and handed it to Lu Yinbing.

"Teacher Lu?"

Lu Yinbing turned his head to look at her with a faint expression, his eyes along her cheeks to shoulders to hands, and finally to the box on her hand, his eyes slightly widened: "Ah, are you asking for marriage? OK, I agree."

Xia Yitong: “…”

Why is the script different from what she imagined?

Since the last time I saw the diamond ring, Xia Yitong thought of countless ways of proposing, and was simple and rough, and suddenly sent the ring to her to "marry me"; the preparation of the long-term, such as candlelight dinner, with petals all over the ground. Now it is just New Year's Eve that it is putting some silent fireworks in the backyard, kneeling on one knee to propose; and as she talks, she closed her eyes and put on the ring quietly; even the fierce and vicious way of "I will take it back if I don't marry or not!", she had imagined this kind of erotic way, but she never thought that she would ask for the marriage in the end???

She was stunned for ten seconds, looking at the ring in her hand and didn't know what to do.

Lu Yinbing said impatiently: "If you ask, I will go to bed if I don't ask."

Please! Please! Of course please!

Xia Yitong hurriedly took the ring out of the box, held her hand and was about to put it on her ring finger. Lu Yinbing hid behind and raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you forgotten any procedure?"

Xia Yitong didn't care, got out of bed naked, knelt on the edge of the bed with one knee, staring at her firmly, and her voice was low: "Marry me."

Lu Yinbing wanted to say that it was strange that she was kneeling on her knees and proposed to her now, but it was not suitable to joke on such a serious occasion. The little wild cat also had a temper and would jump up and bite people. It hurts to bite with sharp teeth and sharp mouths. Then she licked it with her tongue, and the taste was a life-threatening one.

Lu Yinbing raised his left hand and handed it to her.

Xia Yitong aimed the ring at her ring finger, slowly pushed it in, and stuck at the base of the ring finger.

Lu Yinbing looked down at Xia Yitong's pious eyebrows and eyes, who was kissing her ring finger. A strange feeling came to her heart, which was more complicated than heartbeat. The ring that carried thousands of years of wishes seemed to be linked to the drop of blood she cherished most. Xia Yitong's lips extended from her fingers to her heart, and the warmth was better than everything.

The heart beats unprecedentedly fast.

She landed her hand on Xia Yitong's hair and touched her gently.

Xia Yitong raised her head, pinched the base of the ring on her ring finger with two fingers and turned it around. It was just right. Just as she was about to say why it was so suitable, she thought that this was the ring Lu Yinbing bought himself.

Did she prepare to propose to her from the beginning? It was wrong. Last time she saw two, one pair, and there was a box?

Lu Yinbing didn't know that she had turned to the ring in the study, so Xia Yitong naturally couldn't ask her where there was another ring that belonged to her? A gust of wind blew, and Xia Yitong felt that her butt was leaking, which was a little cool, and she got up from the ground and climbed onto the bed.

Lu Yinbing came to hug her. Xia Yitong was so cold that she was wearing a blowing wind that the two of them hugged each other and shivered and shivered. After a while, it became warm. Xia Yitong raised her hand and turned on the bedside lamp, took Lu Yinbing's left hand out of the quilt, and looked at the ring under the lamp, without any sleepiness.

The room was quiet, and Lu Yinbing blinked slowly, his mood was soft and peaceful, and he felt that he had never been so quiet.

The four legs under the quilt are entangled together, not distinguishing each other. Sometimes you rub me with your calves and I hook your instep with your thumb, which are all unconscious actions.

Lu Yinbing asked: "What is the proposal scene you dream of?"

Before Xia Yitong's eyes could be removed from the ring, she smiled with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "I don't know, that's what she said just now."

Lu Yinbing said: "Don't you think it's too casual?"

Xia Yitong focused her eyes on her face and smiled happier: "Where is it casual? It's especially unintentional. It's only impressive that we don't follow the ordinary path. How can we propose like this?"

Lu Yinbing pursed her lips in disagreement, as if she had something to say, she held back and smiled: "As long as you think it's good."

Xia Yitong saw that she was hiding something. Just as she was about to ask, Lu Yinbing hooked her neck with her hand and pulled her to press her towards her body: "Do you still want it?"

Xia Yitong's expression revealed a hint of force. She thought that her back might not be able to withstand the Nine Yin White Bone Claws when Lu Yin Bing was in great condition. Lu Yin Bing said: "I will definitely not mess with you this time."

Xia Yitong looked at her with suspicious eyes, and Lu Yinbing nodded.

Only then did Xia Yitong carefully take off the ring for her, put it on the bedside table, put it on Lu Yinbing's shoulders and waist, and turned over her, and started a new round of requests. When the old wounds were added to new injuries, she couldn't help but shake her head and smile that she actually believed that Lu Yinbing could control her and not catch her.

I used to say that I won’t kick the next time, which one will be less. I will reply to the next time, so many next time.

After finishing, Xia Yitong took a look at the time. At 3:30 in the morning, she fell into the pillow with her head full of "so sleepy, so sleepy," and slept in the dark. Lu Yinbing was not much better than her. Her eyes were almost sleepy and could not open her eyes. She squinted her eyes and rolled several times on the bed, struggling to hold her up, and then directed her feet to put on shoes, stand up straight in all fours, went to the bathroom to take a shower, water her face with cold water, and wash her face with cold water in the cold winter, which made her feel refreshed and almost screamed.

She tiptoed out of the bedside table and took a phone to another room, two rooms away from her bedroom. After entering, she never came out again.

At six:30 in the morning, Lu Yinbing was awakened by the cold. She shuddered and looked at the surrounding arrangements, quickly checking for the gaps. When the first ray of sunlight rose from the horizon, she felt her nervous heartbeat and took a deep breath and called Xia Yitong.

Xia Yitong had a headache and her hands were coming out of the quilt. She touched everything in the imagination, but she could only squint her eyes and find the place where the sound was made.

"Hello."

"Teacher Xia."

Xia Yitong looked at the empty space beside her, grabbed her hair, and tried to make her consciousness clear: "Where have you been?"

"Go to the Sleeping Beauty's Home."

"What?"

"You put on your clothes, go out and turn left, the third room, I'm in it."

Xia Yitong became a dog and grabbed a long thin windbreaker, wrapped herself from head to toe, and pulled the double cotton to yawn and opened the door. There was heating at home, but the corridor and the temperature were lower than the room. A layer of tiny hair was erected on her legs, and she couldn't help but wrap her arms around her.

Turn left, the third room looked quiet, as if there was a secret hidden. Xia Yitong touched the cold metal door handle, and somehow, her heartbeat followed hard.

As she pushed the door, a pleasant piano sound came to her ears first. Lu Yinbing sat in front of a white piano in front of the window. The sunlight behind her just enveloped her, and even her eyelashes were bathed with a faint golden glow.

The wind chime in front of the window trembled slightly.

Lu Yinbing smiled gently, and his subordinates kept whining at her.

Xia Yitong looked over her gaze and found that there was a whole bookshelves, the white willow wood, which was very clean and tidy. The bookshelf was not a book, but a photo frame, with stills and life photos. Most were single people, and fewer were photos of her and Lu Yinbing. Finally, there were sketches she had never seen before. There were about a dozen sketches, and the first one was extremely ugly. If it weren't for the comparison picture in the upper left corner, she wouldn't recognize that it was herself, which made her suspect that the person who painted was simply her black, but there was a line of small words in the upper right corner: by lu

Xia Yitong suddenly stopped breathing and looked back at Lu Yinbing.

The more you look down, the sketches seem to have made great progress. In the last picture, you can tell that it is her appearance without comparison. The painting, to some extent, is like the camera, and cannot hide emotions.

Xia Yitong touched the painting and closed her eyes. She could clearly feel how Lu Yinbing focused on writing, modifying, and contemplating in the bed in front of the sun. Day and night, she had discarded many waste manuscript papers.

She touched the frame, as if she had touched her love.

After playing the piano piece once, Xia Yitong opened her eyes and realized that it was a song she was very familiar with - "Eyes".

"Sometimes love is a look/drive away all the depression/it is you that makes me remember that I am not alone/it is possible with you in everything/because of mutual trust/really love does not need to be guaranteed/you never advise me/don't fly against the wind/hold hands with me/move towards the dream."

That was the lullaby she once sang to Lu Yinbing.

The sound of the piano stopped, Lu Yinbing hugged her from behind, opened a box in front of her, and the other ring belonging to Xia Yitong, which was facing her, was quietly lying there.

"Would you like to be with me for the rest of your life?"
Chapter completed!