Ling Hanchu looked at her, his bright black eyes no longer sharp, filled with gentleness.
"Because... you are my 'sorry' girl!"
The extremely gentle words, containing deep emotions, made Qiao Luoluo open his eyes in confusion.
Ling Hanchu was convinced that she no longer recognized him at all.
Because, three years ago, his face was swollen and criss-crossed with red, swollen, and purple, and the colors were as colorful as a palette. Each of his eyes was covered with a circle of black and blue, and his mouth was swollen into two sausages.
Ouyang Feng in.
The clothes on his body were in tatters and stained with blood, and he was filthier and more embarrassed than the homeless man on the street.
Until now, he was thinking that the girl must have a heart that is more transparent and pure than crystal, so she dared to take him back to her home where she lived alone and take good care of him.
In the past few years, he has been worried about how a good person like her could survive in this complicated society.
He began to feel that it was his unshirkable responsibility to find her, marry her back to him, and take care of her for the rest of his life.
It's a ridiculous feeling, but it's so strong, so real, and more persistent and passionate than any wish I've had before.
He wants to marry her!
You must marry her!
And she was right in front of her right now.
I just don’t know if she will accept his ridiculous rhetoric?
He took a deep breath and was about to tell what happened three years ago, but Qiao Luoluo spoke first.
"Commander Ling, I think you have misunderstood something," Qiao Luoluo continued according to his own thoughts, "If you think I am a gentle, submissive and good girl, after marrying you, you can give me a round massage."
Bian, if you swallow your anger and dare not speak, you are wrong..."
Her voice was as fast and rushing as running water, "Commander Ling, you are a soldier, so you should not judge people by their appearance. Although I look very weak, I have a sharp, strong, perverse, stingy, jealous, and poisonous tongue."
, treacherous, cunning, prone to anger, narrow-minded..."
Ling Hanchu was speechless.
Does she want to apply all the derogatory words in the world to herself?
So...she actually didn't want to marry him, otherwise, how could anyone promote themselves to others like this!
"It doesn't matter," there was a clear smile in Ling Hanchu's eyes, "As a soldier, the most important qualities are strength, tenacity, and perseverance. I can endure all your shortcomings for a long time."
"Huh?" Qiao Luoluo looked at him with wide and confused eyes.
Wasn't what she said clear enough?
She has described herself like this, and he still wants to marry her?
"No doubt," the ripples of smile in his eyes gradually expanded, "I want to marry you! It's you! It's just you!"
Those eyes were full of tenderness, looking at her with incomparable sincerity, filled with passionate emotions that she couldn't understand. There was a hint of teasing at the corner of her lips, as if she could tell at a glance that she was deliberately belittling herself and forcing him to give up her little tricks.
Her cheeks turned red instantly.
She pinched the corner of her clothes and felt a little embarrassed, "Commander Ling, I know I'm not bad looking, but you shouldn't judge people by their appearance. I'm really a troublesome girl. If you marry me, it means you're marrying a good girl."
You are the leader of an army, and the Ling family has been a famous family for generations, so I don’t want to cause you any trouble."
In City L, it is difficult for Qiao Luoluo to know about such a wealthy and prestigious family as the Ling family, not to mention that Ling Hanchu is one of the four young men in City L as famous as Gu Letian.
He stared at her, his eyes were gentle and deep, and a pair of big hands fell on her head, gently rubbing her long black hair, "Believe me, I know the truest you..."
He firmly believed that no matter what kind of cloak she put on for life now, she was the most real herself three years ago, and he had ever seen her truest and cleanest soul.
"You? You don't know what the real me is like..." Qiao Luoluo lowered his eyes sadly and sighed slightly.
In the past three years, she has lived an extremely hypocritical life. In order to survive, she has worked hard to play various roles. She is a strong protector in front of her younger brother, a cold Tianshan Snow Lotus on campus, and a humble powder at home.
Since her mother passed away, she has never been her true self.
What does her real smile look like?
She has forgotten...
"Believe me, I will protect you, I will build a home for you, I will be your indestructible haven, I will let you cry as much as you want, laugh as much as you want, and be your truest self, so... marry
Me!" His voice was deep and powerful, echoing slightly in the small space, sounding like an eternal oath.
Qiao Luoluo raised his head and stared at him.
Tall and perfect body, handsome and charming face, strong and full of masculinity.
It would be a lie to say that you are not moved.
How many girls in this world can feel calm when facing such a man?
After a moment, Qiao Luoluo lowered his eyes.
According to her status in the Qiao family, she will become a victim of the Qiao family's interest marriage sooner or later. If that is the case, she might as well just marry the man in front of her. At least, he is a soldier. I heard that military marriages cannot be divorced. She doesn't want to
Follow in my mother's footsteps and become someone's ex-wife who never looks back and abandons her!
"Okay," Qiao Luoluo nodded slightly, "I have a few requirements. If you can satisfy me, I will marry you."
Ling Hanchu nodded vigorously and even waited expectantly for her request. As long as it was what she wanted, he would do his best to satisfy it.
"I also have a younger brother named Qiao Ran. He is currently in high school. I hope you can ask Qiao Xiongfei to be his guardian. After we get married, my brother will usually live in school and he will live with us during holidays."
By asking him to be her brother's guardian, does this mean she is directly drawing a clear line with the Qiao family?
Also, Ling Hanchu noticed that she actually called her father by his first name, calling her father "Qiao Xiongfei". It seemed that the conflict between her and his father was far more complicated than he thought.
"Okay, no problem."
Despite all the doubts in his mind, he agreed without hesitation.
"And..." Thinking of the question he was about to say, Qiao Luoluo lowered his eyes awkwardly and turned his head, even his ears were burning, and his voice became smaller and smaller, "I hope you can respect me.
You cannot force me to be overly intimate with you if it is not voluntary. I know that if I really marry you, I have that obligation. But we were strangers yesterday and the relationship developed too fast. I have no choice.
accept……"
Qiao Luoluo rubbed the corners of her clothes shyly, her innocent and cute appearance made Ling Hanchu's heart flutter.
He smiled tenderly and said softly: "I know, I will never force you on this aspect. We can take it slow, I'm not in a hurry."
He just desperately wanted to take her small body into his arms, hold up a clear sky for her, desperately wanted to be her safest and most reliable haven, and desperately wanted to merge with her soul.
For one thing, what he wanted most was never her body.
