Xia Houhuan'er couldn't bear the awkward atmosphere, so she jumped out of bed, drank a glass of ice water, pushed the door open and went out, sitting down on the steps outside the door.
Thinking about how to eliminate this terrible embarrassment.
After taking a cold shower in the bathroom, it was difficult to suppress the burning desire. As soon as Dongfang Xing came out and saw no one on the bed, he suddenly panicked and quickly opened the door and rushed out. He saw the slender figure sitting on the steps.
He felt relieved after seeing his back.
Once upon a time, she had occupied an irreplaceable and important position in his heart, and even the thought that she might leave him would drive him crazy.
He has never been afraid, but now he is really afraid, he is afraid that she will leave him.
He impulsively walked over, half-knelt in front of her, looked at her with an extremely serious expression and begged: "Huan'er, let's get married."
Proposal?!
Xiahou Huan'er was originally thinking about how to find a topic to break the awkward atmosphere, but she didn't expect that he would say such explosive words as soon as he came. She was struck by lightning and her face turned to stone.
Dongfang Xing knew that his words had frightened her, so he was not in a hurry, maintaining a half-kneeling posture and looking at her softly with his deep eyes.
It took a while before Xiahou Huan'er finished digesting what he said.
He reached out and rubbed his tough cheeks, feeling a little guilty, and said with a dry smile: "Dongfang Xing, if you want to be responsible for me because you went to bed with me last night, then let it go." She is an old antique, how can he be better than her?
Antiques, this is something you and I like, and it’s something everyone loves to do, so it doesn’t need to be something as big as getting married.
She actually rejected his proposal. Her eyes, which were originally soft, suddenly turned cold and her face turned dark.
He stretched out his hand, clamped her chin, stared at her, and said word by word: "I proposed marriage because I want you to stay with me."
Xiahou Huan'er immediately sneered: "Hey...why didn't you propose to me before we went to bed?"
Yes, why didn't he propose to her before they went to bed? The day after they had sex, he couldn't wait to propose. What did he mean?
From the look on her face, she seemed to really disdain his proposal.
Dongfang Xing was silent.
The two stared at each other.
After looking at her for a while, Dongfang Xing retracted his hand, with a stern face, and said coldly: "Take back the proposal just now."
What?!
Xiahou Huan'er was confused and stared at him. He could even withdraw his proposal? Did he sincerely want to propose?
Mr. Xing stood up, sat down next to her, put his arm possessively on her shoulders, and said lightly: "When you want to get married, you can propose."
What does it mean to wait until she wants to get married before proposing?
Does his subtext mean that he wants to tell her that when she wants to get married, she will tell him and then he will propose?
Xiahou Huan'er felt the urge to vomit blood. Did she hate getting married that much? She wanted to ask him to propose to her in person.
She remained silent, which made him a little uncomfortable, so he called out in a low voice: "Huan'er."
Xiahou Huan'er was still feeling diarrhoea, and responded in a dull voice: "What are you doing, calling the soul?"
He squinted at her and asked with some confusion: "Are you unhappy?"
Anyone who is not blind can see three words written on her face: unhappy.
Xiahou Huan'er rolled her eyes. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly thought of a very professional question and her eyes glazed over.
