Chapter 1183: Those two words vs century confession【26】
The corners of the man's mouth were slightly curved.
Perfect and seamless.
People couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of their hearts.
Prince, you are really beautiful.[
What a nice view.
Especially in the season of late spring and early summer, the sunshine is exceptionally bright. Standing in the world of flowers, you are dressed in clothes, your hair is slightly flying, your face is fair, and your eyes are like black gems, sparkling.
The lips were like cherry blossoms, slightly opened, and a coquettish aura rushed towards her face.
All the reporters were suffocated for a full five minutes, and then they blushed for a second and continued to ask: "Really? Did the prince prepare a ring?"
"Isn't that true?" Bo Qing stood there with a leisurely posture, his expression indifferent as if separated by a layer of mist, and spoke unhurriedly.
There was a deliberate pause.
A long, eerie silence.
Fang Yiran's face was slightly embarrassed, and she looked a little depressed.
On the other hand, Bo Qing smiled softly in the next second, with the corners of her lips raised, and she devoted all her life's energy to displaying the ultimate temptation.
The gorgeous sound quality contains a background called illusion: "But, there are pendants and vows."
Totally out of breath.
Everyone couldn't help but scream.
The smile on Fang Yiran's face became even brighter and more beautiful.
Bo Qing looked at it, but instead of just smiling, he glanced slowly at the emcee next to him, indicating that he could start.
The moment the wedding song started playing, the whole place was very quiet.
Cameras were snapping pictures quickly, and all the entertainment channels around the world were broadcasting the live broadcast. The commentators were talking and chattering, and they looked very excited indeed.
"Excuse me, Ms. Fang Yiran, are you willing to marry Mr. Huqing? No matter life, old age, sickness or death, no matter whether you are poor or rich, are you willing to stay with him forever and hold hands forever?"
Fang Yiran raised his eyes, looked at Bo Qing, his heart beat faster, and nodded without any pause: "Yes, I do!"
Very willing