636. Chapter 633 You are not afraid of crooked mouth
The elegant voice was so deep that it was a little hoarse.
"In the valley next door, I have acquired this mountain last month. At this time every year, it will be covered with wild dandelions. Although the purple you see now is caused by me, but...
As long as you like it, the dandelions here will be purple every year."
The light, familiar and refreshing fragrance came lightly, and Tian Lingxin was already standing on the ground, among the dandelions.
In an instant, the elegant and handsome man took a step back in front of Tian Lingxin. The two of them did not speak for a while, and they could only hear the cool breeze blowing in the sunshine.
The dandelions covered with purple awns can make a "swishing" sound from some leaves in the distance, making it appear peaceful and distant.
The man stood upright in front of the woman, with his head slightly lowered, his dark eyes as mysterious and silent as a deep pool, quietly falling on the woman's white and elegant face.
The sexy thin lips were slightly pursed, as if she was thinking. However, the deep voice contained a hint of sensual and gentle doting.
"Ling'er, it seems that I haven't proposed to you before registration. Today, I want to make you agree to marry me here."
Hearing this, Tian Lingxin's eyes suddenly became hot, and her throat felt a little bitter. She actually had the urge to cry. She didn't know whether it was because she was moved or something else, so she couldn't help but sniff.
After a while, he raised his head and glanced around to hide the uncontrollable feeling in his heart.
"Shouldn't there be flowers for the proposal?" The voice was a little hoarse.
However, just as she finished speaking, Leng Xuanhan, who was standing in front of her, suddenly knelt on one knee.
Then, he took out a bouquet of flowers from nowhere. It wasn't very big, just a small bunch, but it was a bunch of purple dandelions. It wasn't that they were carefully arranged, but you could guess that it was this.
The man bound it with his own hands.
Only he himself knows when he prepared it.
"Ling'er, actually, I don't believe in the most perfect love, but I know that when you love someone, you should believe that you can give her the greatest happiness."
"So, Ling'er, marry me, and I will definitely be your greatest happiness."
That deep voice, like the warm spring breeze, came over softly.
The heartbeat has long since lost its frequency.
Proposal?
This form was completely beyond her expectation.
But, damn it, I was so moved.
Putting everything aside, in the final analysis, she is still a little girl under twenty, and she also longs for a romantic love in her heart.
He took a deep breath and tried hard to calm his frantic heartbeat. At this moment, he felt that something had quietly changed in his heart.
Slowly raising his head, his starry eyes, which were already confused, met the man's unfathomable but extremely gentle black eyes. He blinked his somewhat moist eyes, stretched out his slender bare hands, and took the small bouquet of flowers he held.
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Then she couldn't help but stepped forward. The moment the man stood up, she couldn't help but slowly stretched out his waist, leaned forward with her soft body, and hugged the man's strong waist tightly, slightly choking with tears.
The voice was accompanied by a strange tenderness.
"You narcissistic sand pig, you are still thinking about your first love, but you are still talking about giving me the greatest happiness. You are not afraid of twisting your mouth."