Wilson explained on the side: "There are 9999 rose flowers in total."
"..."
"There are a total of 520 hearts made of snow."
In front of Jing Jiaren's eyes, there is simply an ice rose garden.
In fact, the car was parked at the edge of the square, and from a distance she could see many people watching near the stairs, but the distance was too far and she couldn't see clearly what was up there.
Follow the 520 hearts and look to the top.
A male snowman is kneeling on one leg and holding a ring box in his hand, which is a gesture of marriage proposal.
The female snowman stood proudly, her face turned away, not very appreciative.
The statue of the snowman cannot be as three-dimensional and delicate as the stone carving, but the appearance of Jing Jiaren can be vaguely seen.
Jing Jiaren's heart was filled with ups and downs...
The scene of Ximen Long Ting humiliatingly kneading her feet on the street appeared in front of his eyes.
When a man puts his dignity under her feet, does it mean that her position is very important?
Is it really that important? Would he also do this to the girls he pursued before?
Ximen Longting took off his clothes and coat and put it on her shoulders: "Is it very cold?"
"..."
"Your hands are cold."
He took her cold hand and rubbed it in his big palm.
After all, there are ice sculptures everywhere here, and the aura they give off is very cold... and the temperatures are also different.
"Let's go up and have a look."
He forcibly led her around the rose garden and up the stairs.
Jing Jiaren looked at the huge snow hearts arranged one after another...
The onlookers were blocked outside the arch by bodyguards and stretched their necks to look inside.
It seems that this fight was done by a wealthy man to please a woman. He also sent bodyguards to guard here to prevent tourists from accidentally destroying and trampling...
Now everyone finally sees the male and female protagonists.
The man is tall and straight, of foreign descent, and his pair of red eyes are his trademark aristocratic image.
The woman is wearing a hat, so her face cannot be seen, but her figure and aura are not inferior to those of the man, and they match her well.
Jing Jiaren was held in front of two snowmen, which were made according to human proportions.
Ximen Longting asked Jing Jiaren to stand next to the female snowman...
He took a box from the snowman's hand and stroked the snow off it.
Ximen Longting took two steps back, smiled evilly and handsomely, and knelt down on one leg again, almost in the same overlapping position as the male snowman, and stretched out the ring box in his hand.
Jing Jiaren immediately became at a loss, her heart was beating wildly, and she tightened her hat with both hands, fearing that someone would see her face.
Ximen Longting's move immediately aroused applause from tourists.
Applause breaks out...
Ximen Longting slightly raised his arrogant chin and stared at her, his red eyes were cold and filled with warmth as he looked at her.
The thin lips that were slightly pursed opened, and the voice was magnetic: "Be my woman."
"..."
"You were destined to be mine from birth."
Jing Jiaren was confused by her arrogant confession for dozens of seconds before she slowly came back to her senses.
What he did was, "Be my woman" instead of "Marry me"?
Jing Jiaren kept an eye on him. He was not proposing, but just like Leng Lintian...begging her to be his girlfriend?
Ximen Longting opened the ring box in his hand and raised his eyebrows handsomely——
He had investigated and found out that Leng Lintian's attack on Jing Jiaren on the beach was not a proposal, but a confession.
And it was just a confession, but Jing Jiaren also rejected it...
He misunderstood her and thought she was hesitating whether to marry Leng Lintian, so he made a lot of impulsive and reckless actions.