An Muyun froze on the spot. After a while, she finally understood. She pointed at her face and then looked at Duan Qingfeng, "Um...you mean you like me?"
Duan Qingfeng nodded, "Didn't I express it clearly enough? I like you. I have liked you for a long time. I hope you can give me a chance and we will always be together, okay?"
An Muyun rubbed his temples, took a deep breath, and then said, "No, let me think about it. Your blind date today was actually planned by me, right? Did you make an agreement with Lingling?"
Duan Qingfeng knew that he couldn't hide it from An Muyun, so he nodded and smiled, "Yes, that's true. I have always wanted to confess to you, Lingling is my cousin, and she also hopes that I can make some progress with you, so I came up with such an idea, isn't it?
Good idea, I hope you won't be angry. Of course, if you are angry, I can apologize immediately, Mu Yun, what I care about is you, and I just want to tell you once that I like you."
"Ahem..." An Muyun coughed twice, picked up the coffee, took a few sips, and then continued: "To be honest, the plot developed a bit too fast, and I didn't even get used to it. But Duan
Sir, what do you like about me? You know the nature of my work with Lingling. I have had many boyfriends, do you not mind?"
Duan Qingfeng shook his head, his eyes were as gentle as water, and he smiled with deep affection: "If I cared, I wouldn't meet you here. An Muyun, I like you, and I don't care what you have experienced. Besides,
We are not in ancient times, and the requirements for women should not be so strict. I just hope that when we are together, you can feel my love, start a family with me, and feel happiness."
An Muyun held his face in his hands, not daring to face Duan Qingfeng.
Oh my God, what kind of evil has she done? Why did she provoke such a fairy man?
I have to say that Duan Qingfeng seems to be in good condition in all aspects. If he really wants to get married, there is no problem in marrying him.
But she doesn't like it. What lives in her heart is Qiao Mosheng.
"Mu Yun, I know it is abrupt to confess my love to you suddenly today, but I hope you can seriously consider it. I really love you. In my eyes, you are like the moon, lighting up my starry sky. Without you
, I really don’t know what to do in the future, give me a chance to pursue you, okay?" Duan Qingfeng looked at An Muyun affectionately.
Facing such Duan Qingfeng, An Muyun was confused. She stared at the man opposite her, her brain working at high speed, thinking about what words to use to reject her so that neither of them would be embarrassed.
And somewhere, Qiao Mosheng, who had let the little eavesdropping robot go, was now furious.
He heard that An Muyun didn't know what to choose now.
Humph, if a fat-haired and pink-faced person comes to confess his love, An Muyun won’t know his last name?
This girl is really stupid.
He should have let her take his surname all at once, and even stuffed a baby into her to see how she would date other men now.
Huh, if you dress like this, you can look good on a man. There is something wrong with this man’s eyes.
The more Qiao Mosheng thought about it, the angrier he became, and he could no longer listen to it.
"I don't have much property, but for you, I can continue to work hard and make money. Please give me a chance, okay?" Duan Qingfeng started to say again.
An Muyun smiled and said, "It's not a matter of property. I don't care about that."