Chapter 696

Song Xuan looked at him in surprise: "you Where did you get it from? How could you come out with a ring all of a sudden? "

Yang Haitao looked at her nervously and sincerely: "from the first sight I saw you, I identified you, and then I prepared the ring. I think one day, it will come in use. Song Xuan, would you like to? My family likes you very much, your family also likes me very much, most importantly, I love you, you also love me

Song Xuan's face is covered with rosy clouds, and her heart is beating fast. She stares at him without blinking: "who Who said I love you

Yang Haitao was anxious: "didn't you kiss me on your own initiative? That's not love. What am I? "

Song Xuan's face became more red: "Yang Haitao, you propose to me now, don't you Is it... "

Yang Haitao was very anxious: "what is it?"

"Is it to sleep with me?"

Yang Haitao captured his face and looked at her helplessly: "in your eyes, am I such a person?"

Song Xuan glanced at him: "do you think you are a noble man?"

Yang Haitao held the ring in one hand and swore on the other hand: "I promise that you accepted my proposal, and nothing will happen tonight."

Song Xuan continued to test him: "there should be flowers in every proposal."

Yang Haitao suddenly stood up and rushed out without saying a word.

Song Xuan is worried. Can't he be angry? Is she too reserved, too extreme?

Before she could understand, there was another sound of footsteps in the corridor. The door was pushed open with a bang. Yang Haitao grabbed several flowers in his hand and ran to her panting.

Song Xuan takes a close look. They are some plastic flowers. It seems that they were borrowed from the front desk.

Yang Haitao again and half knelt down to her: "Song Xuan, marry me, will you?"

Song Xuan doesn't dare to be arrogant any more. Her sister always dislikes her for being too reserved. For the man in front of her, she is now convinced that she likes him and is willing to live with him for life.

She then stretched out her finger. Yang Haitao didn't respond for a moment, but was stunned there.

Song Xuan joked: "what? Regret it? "

Yang Haitao quickly put the plastic flower in his hand on the ground, and clumsily pulled song Xuan's hand and put a ring on her finger.

Song Xuan couldn't help joking: "that flower is plastic."

Yang Haitao said: "plastic flowers will last a lifetime, just like our feelings, will last a lifetime."

Song Xuan reached out and took his face: "we are only in our early twenties. Yang Haitao, are you so confident that we will live forever?"

He looked up at her with burning eyes, serious and persistent: "I believe that when I see you for the first time, I believe that we will live forever."

"Didn't you kiss me on your own initiative?"

Song Xuan tasted the words, and the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly bloomed. Then he bent down and slowly leaned against his lips.

Yang Haitao's blood was boiling again. He was about to get up, but song Xuan pressed him down: "don't move Don't move I just want to kiss, more, not more. "

Kiss, purity, beauty

Yang Haitao is half kneeling on the ground like this. Song Xuan holds his face and kisses him carefully. Yang Haitao's hand is hanging by his side, but the other hand can't help it. She holds up her waist and responds tentatively to her kiss.

It's a dream.

Song Xuan actually agreed to his proposal.

After that, he won't have to worry about his gains and losses.

He has an identity. From now on, his identity is song Xuan's fiance.