Seeing that Song Gang was about to take the ring back into his arms, Luo Qian quickly stretched out her hand, holding the ring tightly in her hand and refusing to let go.
Song Gang raised his eyebrows, and his dark pupils reflected dots of candlelight, like stars dancing in the Milky Way.
Being looked at directly by that gaze, Luo Qian felt a little guilty, but she didn't dare to let go.
I'm afraid that once I let go, the hard-won happiness will slip away quietly like sand between my fingers.
Song Gang was still kneeling, motionless, with his head half raised, looking at Luo Qian, but his hand did not break away from Luo Qian's hand, allowing Luo Qian to hold the ring and her fingers tightly together.
Luo Qian lowered her eyes and murmured, "Well, Song Gang, I have no intention of getting married yet."
The sudden figure swept over with overwhelming anger, and Luo Qian instantly felt a lot of pressure.
"Why?" The four words slowly came out of Song Gang's mouth through gritted teeth, with unspeakable anger.
I have put so much effort into this proposal just to make her feel her sincerity and her yearning for home in the warmest moment.
So, I rushed back all night, covered in travel, and prepared this candlelight dinner.
This is the result.
He braced himself and raised his eyes to look into those black eyes filled with boundless disappointment. The waves inside were turbulent, just like the rolling waves on the seaside, each wave higher than the last.
She had never seen Song Gang with such boundless anger. Luo Qian was a little frightened, but she still expressed her reasons.
"Song Gang, Xiaotong is my best friend."
"Although she has reconciled with Huangfu Lin now, Nannan has not been found yet."
"You and I both understand that Xiaotong is very happy when she and Huangfu Lin are together, but I think she must miss Nannan very much in her heart."
"I think it would be inappropriate if we got married now."
"After all, Xiaotong's child hasn't been found yet, so we got married in such a big way and invited them to come. Let's not talk about what others think. As a friend, I will never be able to get through this."
How could I be enjoying happiness here while my best friend is still worried?
After finishing these words in one breath, feeling that Song Gang's anger showed no sign of diminishing at all, Luo Qian couldn't help but lower her head.
However, the fingers of their hands were intertwined, with a silver-white ring sandwiched between them.
Her body was trapped between the chair and his strong body, her back was pressed against the edge, and her back was aching. Luo Qian frowned, but didn't say anything.
As if aware of Luo Qian's forbearance, her body suddenly felt light.
Luo Qian couldn't help but raise her eyes, and happened to look into those black eyes.
It was already calm inside, like a clear pool without a single wave.
Regarding Song Gang's sudden change of attitude, Luo Qian was a little confused about the situation, and felt panic in her heart. She held his hand harder and harder.
Song Gang's eyes inadvertently glanced at the two people's tightly intertwined hands, and the look in his eyes became a little softer, and the chill around him also dissipated a little.
But her voice was still low. She raised her other free hand and put it against Luo Qian's cheek, stroking it slowly.
The place where her hand touched her cheek was filled with a strange scorching temperature, and Luo Qian suddenly felt a trace of heat on her face.
But, obviously, I have done even the most intimate things before, so I am not so pretentious to the point of being shy.