Leng Lintian added: "In order to survive the winter, of course I have to cherish it. When necessary, I have to use my brother's sword to protect this coat."
Wen Xinnuan chuckled. She didn't expect that this cold, aloof and arrogant person would propose in such a domineering and humorous way.
【As long as you want it, as long as I have it. The whole world can be yours, but you can only be mine.】
It's so romantic to float on the clouds with a warm heart and a dreamlike feeling.
Such a comparison makes him even more pitiful and Luo Lei's heartless!
"What, are you still not satisfied?" Leng Lintian asked.
The onlookers began to applaud: "marry him! marry him! marry him!" (Marry him.)
"Beauty, what are you waiting for? Just promise him."
"marry him——marry him——marry him——"
"If you have any other requests, feel free to ask." Leng Lintian smiled with determination.
"marry him!!!marry him!!!"
The atmosphere became more and more heated.
Luo Lei ended the phone call and saw the crowd surrounding the place. He walked over coldly to see what happened. He thought there was some murder, but he saw Leng Lintian kneeling on the ground to propose.
He frowned, unbelievable that Leng Lintian could do this.
Jing Jiaren was not deliberately arrogant and pretentious at this time, but——
It always seemed like a pair of deep red pupils were looking at her somewhere. The eyes seemed to be torn open and bleeding.
Jing Jiaren took a deep breath. She had forgotten that man from her world.
Finally she nodded and said, "I promise you."
As Leng Lintian stood up, he suddenly hugged her into his arms and spun around a few times like a glider.
The crowd applauded even more enthusiastically.
The clown twirled the apples around the two of them, and each apple turned into a white dove in mid-air. A dozen pigeons flew out with a flutter.
Bill stared with big eyes: "Mom! It's a little bird!"
"That's a pigeon."
"Applebird!"
"That's magic..." Wen Xinnuan's eyes became moist, and even she was moved for Jing Jiaren. Jing Jiaren, you must be extremely happy!
Luo Lei pushed through the crowd and walked in. He was a little thirsty and was about to pick up the juice in front of Wen Xinnuan to drink.
"That's what I drank." Wen Xinnuan shouted.
Luo Lei raised his eyebrows coldly: "So?"
"You've never drank anything I've drunk before...don't you have mysophobia?" Wen Xinnuan reminded.
Luo Lei said nothing, took a big sip, looked at Leng Lintian and asked: "Proposal?"
"Yes!" Wen Xinnuan said sourly, "What a romantic proposal. This is called a real proposal."
When Luo Lei heard her excited words, he smiled coldly: "Are you envious?"
"Of course, which woman wouldn't want such a romantic proposal..."
"When you grow again and reach her height, you can come back and demand the same treatment as her."
Wen Xinnuan choked up and said angrily: "You don't have to wait until I grow so tall, there will be men who love me who will propose to me like this."
"Really?" Luo Lei looked at her critically as he picked pork and cabbage.
Wen Xinnuan's self-esteem is hurt. Is she really that bad?
No, it's actually because she has been in the shadow of Luo Lei for many years and has become more and more inferior.