"This is nothing special." Jin Xi looked at Leng Mingshuohan next to him. "Wait another 10 minutes, and you will understand." Leng Mingshuohan smiled brightly and disappeared in front of Jinxi.
"Exactly." Jinxi sat on the floor and looked up at the stars in the sky. "Mommy, Remnyu Jingyun, Remnyu Meilan, Remnyu Yueli, Remnyu Yunxun, and Remnyu Weiyang will pay the price soon.
Allow me to be a little lazy."
"Muren Jinxi, look forward." Leng Mingshuohan stood on a small stage with a speaker. "Huh?" Jinxi looked at Leng Mingshuohan in a funny way.
"Three, two, one. Bang..." Three seconds later, a grand fireworks dinner was displayed in front of Jin Xi. "Fireworks, haha." Jin Xi was intoxicated by it.
"Miss Mu Ran Jinxi, please come to the front of the stage..." Leng Mingshuohan reached out his hand as a gentleman and bent slightly. "Tsk, what are you doing?" Jinxi walked towards Leng Mingshuohan with full of doubts.
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"Mu'er, 1 rose: I have a soft spot, you are the only one. 2 roses: me and you, a world of two. 3 roses: I love you. 9 roses: forever. 10 roses: perfect. 11
1 rose: wholeheartedly, 20 roses: undying love, 30 roses: please accept my love
, 50 roses: no regrets, 99 roses: stay together forever, 101 roses: the only love, 365 roses: love you every day, 99 roses: endless love, 1001 roses: forever."
Leng Mingshuohan picked up roses one after another from the stage and talked to Jinxi about the meaning of the number of these roses.
"What?" Jinxi pretended to be stupid on purpose. "Muran Jinxi, listen carefully, I love you." (Xiao Ai: I confess, I confess, Leng Mingshuohan confesses!)
"Pa." All the roses fell to the ground. "Dang." Leng Mingshuohan snapped his fingers, and all the candles around him lit up. Leng Mingshuohan walked to Jinxi's side like a prince.
"Now, Miss Mu Ran Jinxi, can you dance with me?" Leng Mingshuo asked Jinxi's opinion anxiously and expectantly. "Stop making trouble." Jinxi could no longer laugh.
"I'm not making trouble, I'm serious, Mu'er, I like you." Leng Mingshuohan said seriously.
"I like you." "I like you" "I like you" "I like you" "I like you" "I like you" "..." Like a repeater, Leng Mingshuohan's words are reflected in Jin
echoed in Xi's mind.
"Ranran? Ranran! Ranran!" Zuo Lan's hidden voice filled Jinxi's mind again. "Mu'er, can you be my girlfriend?" Leng Mingshuohan was a little disappointed with Jinxi's performance.