The figure of Qi Mingye holding a rose in his hand is outlined to be more majestic and taller, like an omnipotent god.
Getting closer to Gu Qianqian step by step is like walking towards the brightest light in your heart.
The bouquet in hand is beautifully packaged. The white roses are emerald green against the backdrop of green leaves, and shine dazzlingly under the light...
The tall and handsome body stood in front of Gu Qianqian, his handsome face like an evil one had a sinister smile, and his deep pupils revealed an unprecedented seriousness as he spoke every word.
"White Rose's words are that I am good enough for you. Gu Qianqian, you are mine. Only you are good enough for me!"
"Woooo..."
Gu Qianqian covered her mouth with her small hand and bit her palm fiercely to prevent herself from crying.
Tears rolled down from my eyes like broken pearls...
He understands...
Her uneasiness, hesitation, worry and fear... he understands them all!
[Gu Qianqian, you are mine, and only you are good enough for me!]
The white rose was not prepared for him, but for her...
"Qi Mingye...wuwu..."
Gu Qianqian's emotions completely collapsed. She grabbed his arm with her little hand and held it tightly. Thousands of words were stuck in her throat, but she couldn't say a single word.
There was only overflowing surprise and excitement on her little face.
"Shh - don't say anything, let me say it."
Qi Mingye's slender fingers pressed on Gu Qianqian's lips like magic.
Slowly sliding from her lips to Gu Qianqian's cheek, she gently wiped away the tears on both sides of her cheeks, put the heart-shaped white rose bouquet in her hand, and softly comforted, "Count one."
Count, how many branches are there?"
"..."
Gu Qianqian blinked tears from the corners of her eyes. Several tears would fall down in a blink of an eye. She sniffed hard and listened to his words obediently and counted them carefully.
The heart-shaped bouquet is not very big, and looks shabby compared to Qi Mingye's work on the outside.
But Gu Qianqian counted very seriously, over and over again, and after a while, she raised her head with a choked voice, "57?"
"Um."
Qi Mingye responded lightly, leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on Gu Qianqian's lips, with infinite tenderness, "57, it's my love for my wife."
boom--
As if several thunderbolts hit her forehead at the same time, Gu Qianqian's eyes widened and her mind went blank for a moment.
I love my wife...
There was no luxurious blue enchantress, not a huge bouquet, just simple white roses, 57 that seemed shabby compared to his status...
But it made Gu Qianqian's heart beat crazily, her heart beating wildly as if it was about to jump out of her chest, and her little hands that were pressed tightly against her chest could not help but tremble and tremble...
The tears that I had finally stopped started to overflow again...
I love my wife, he said it to her personally, I love my wife...
She is his wife...
Gu Qianqian bit her lip, and her tears began to flow uncontrollably and crazily.
"Stupid woman."
Qi Mingye held Gu Qianqian's hand distressedly and walked to the crystal display window. The aqua blue luxurious wedding dress quietly exuded the slightest softness, and the light shining on the two of them accentuated the scenery.
Extremely beautiful.
Qi Mingye gently straightened Gu Qianqian's face with his big hands, and brushed her delicate facial features with his warm palms. Every touch was the ultimate care.
The long fingers with distinct knuckles pointed at the unique wedding dress in the window, and he looked at her with deep eyes, as if he wanted to carve the person in front of him into his heart.
