There weren't many good spots left on her body, it was covered with traces left by him, and the red marks were particularly obvious.
Memories of last night suddenly came to mind, and each scene made her ears red and heart-pounding. Her face instantly turned red, and even the tips of her transparent ears turned red.
Wei Heng chuckled lightly, placed a kiss on her face, and whispered in her ear in a low voice: "Yao Yao is so cute."
Yi Yao felt his smile and buried her cheek directly in his arms. She did not pull the quilt tightly to make sure that no trace of her head was exposed.
Wei Heng patted her back gently, letting her shy away from him.
After a while, he reached out and took her out of the bed.
"Okay, I'll be out of oxygen soon, Mrs. Wei!"
"Humph, who is Mrs. Wei!" Yi Yao raised her face and said arrogantly.
"Of course it's you, who else could it be besides Yi Yao?" Wei Heng said, tapping the tip of her small nose.
"Don't talk nonsense, I haven't married you yet."
"It will happen sooner or later. If not, I will take you to testify today."
Yi Yao's eyes widened instantly and she said, "No, the wedding hasn't been held yet. Marriage requires a sense of ceremony!"
"Don't worry, Yaoyao. I will give you a perfect wedding and make you the happiest bride in the world." Wei Heng kissed her forehead gently, being extremely pious.
"Okay." Yi Yao responded with a sweet smile.
The spring in Haicheng is exceptionally warm, and the sun shines on the earth, creating a warm glow.
On the dining table, the servant prepared breakfast.
Several people were sitting at the dining table. Xing Zhuo also came down from upstairs at the right time, his fingers gently touching his eyebrows.
"Good morning, grandpa." Xing Mu called, sitting in the baby chair next to Xing Yan.
Xing Zhuo grinned: "Good morning, Mumu."
The whole family has arrived and is ready to eat.
Yi Yao placed the hangover soup prepared nearby in front of Xing Zhuo: "Dad, you guys drank so much last night that you didn't even know where to start. Do you have a headache now?"
Xing Zhuo thought of the results of last night's battle, chuckled and said, "It's okay, I just wanted to be happy, so I just drank a little more."
Yi Yao glanced at the two of them, "If this doesn't happen next time, don't get drunk! Your body won't be able to bear it as you get older."
Xing Zhuo nodded and drank the hangover soup in his hand in one go.
Yi Yao nodded with satisfaction and ate Wei Heng's peeled eggs on the plate.
"Son-in-law, we did drink too much last night, but it was a rare pleasure."
Wei Heng was dressed in casual clothes, with soft hair covering her brows and eyes, and her hard outer shell was gone, making her look extraordinarily gentle.
"Uncle is a good drinker, but he drank me down."
Xing Zhuo said: "Your ability to drink is no worse than mine, and the most important thing is that the wine is good. As the saying goes, the quality of the wine reflects the character."
Wei Heng smiled: "Uncle, we are equally matched. If we are trying to compete in tea art, I am far inferior to you."
Xing Zhuo was so happy that he smiled and waved, "Why are you still calling me uncle? You're so unfamiliar!"
"Dad! Then what else do you want him to call you? We're not married yet." Yi Yao curled her lips and her face blushed abnormally for a moment.
Xing Zhuo looked at his daughter's shy look and said with a smile: "Your dad and I are not stubborn. Anyway, it will be a matter of time. It won't be awkward if I change my tune now. It's better to adapt to it in advance."
"You think so, Wei Heng."
Wei Heng nodded, his eyes full of recognition.
"I think dad is right."
Yi Yao's pupils dilated instantly, and he looked at Wei Heng doubtfully, tilting his head and wondering when he had become so thick-skinned.
Xing Mu was smiling with his little white teeth on the side, stretched out his little hands and kept applauding, cheering in a sweet voice: "Grandpa is right, the geese are originally a family, and Mommy Daddy will get married sooner or later!"
Xing Yan also looked at Yi Yao with a smile on his face: "Brother, I'm waiting for that day. If Wei Heng treats you badly, I will beat him with all my life."
Yi Yao's heart warmed up, and when she looked at her closest family members, a layer of moisture slowly filled her eyes.
The luckiest thing for her at this time is that she has a family who loves her so much and a lovely child like Xing Mu who can walk with Wei Heng until now.
For more than 20 years before, she had no relatives, longed for family affection, and longed to be protected. But now she has someone to support her. Although they have been separated for more than 20 years and have only just known each other in the past two years, blood is thicker than water.
, the affection between them cannot be easily defined.
Xing Zhuo patted his head and suddenly thought of something.
"Wei Heng, I forgot about the serious business last night. I was supposed to discuss the engagement date, but why did I drink it for you? You blame me."
"It's okay, Dad, I will stay in Haicheng today and set the date for the engagement." Wei Heng said.
"Okay, okay." Xing Zhuo nodded with satisfaction.
Before Yi Yao could say anything, Wei Heng stood up in the next second, pulled out the chair next to him, and stared at her very seriously, which made her feel a little scared.
What is this for?
The next moment, he took out a velvet gift box from his pocket. Yi Yao opened her eyes wide and was a little shocked. She knew what was inside without even thinking about it.
He knelt on one knee beside her leg, with a serious look on his face, and his eyes were full of affection, filled with the feeling that she was the only one.
Slowly opening the velvet gift box, an aqua blue diamond ring lay in the center, cut into a heart-shaped shape. It was particularly dazzling under the shining light, exuding a unique blue light.
Yi Yao covered her mouth. Although she had expected it, she was still shocked.
Several people on the side were also silent. No one dared to make a sound at this time, for fear of affecting Wei Heng's next important actions.
He held the ring and his eyes were particularly pious: "Yaoyao, I love you, will you marry me?"
There are no unnecessary words, only three words of firm expression full of love are worth a thousand words.
They have experienced life, death, and hardships. It is no longer a story that can be exaggerated with sweet words, but a tacit love.
Three words are enough to express everything.
Yi Yao's heart was filled with warmth, her nose slowly filled with sourness, and tears kept rolling in her eyes. She tried her best not to let them flow out.
She smiled and said: "Wei Heng, if someone must marry me, that person can only be you, and I love you too."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Heng's smiling face instantly bloomed. Different from the arrogance of the past, this time he was a little gentler and more comfortable, just like the big boy next door.
He took out the ring from the gift box. There was nothing special about it, but the fingers holding the ring were trembling, which was enough to show that he was nervous.
He gently raised her palm, and he slowly placed the aqua blue diamond ring on her middle finger.
"It's so beautiful." Wei Heng said with a satisfied smile, and gently kissed the ring on her finger with his lips.