Sister Lan was closely following Fang Yaqing. Seeing his expression, she quickly explained: "I'm sorry, sir. I didn't stop my wife."

Although Ji Shaoheng reproached her in the heart even this small matter all does not do well, but the mouth did not say what.

He looked at Fang Yaqing: "what are you doing running so fast in a hurry?"

"I thought Think What happened to you. " Her eyes fell on the candle on the ground and whispered.

Her voice is too small, and so far away, Ji Shaoheng did not hear.

He placed the last two candles and sighed helplessly: "originally I wanted to give you a surprise. It seems that the surprise is gone."

Fang Yaqing's mouth with a faint smile, the eye is particularly clear: "but this is a surprise ah."

Ji Shaoheng laughed at her, took out a lighter from his pocket and lit the candles one by one.

"Sister LAN, turn off the light."

Lanjie walked around the living room and left a light for a while.

"Sir, I'll go back to my room first. Please call me if you can help me." Sister LAN knew that she was disturbing them here and said to Ji Shaoheng.

Ji Shaoheng nodded and looked at Fang Yaqing at the entrance of the stairs.

And Fang Yaqing's sight fell on the burning heart-shaped candle, and her heart seemed to have something bumping down, inexplicably wanting to shed tears.

Ji Shaoheng walked forward a few steps, went to the first step, stretched a hand toward her: "come down."

Fang Yaqing's eyes fell on him. The man was wearing a white shirt, and the warm yellow light dazzled his beautiful face. The candle behind him burned slowly. The temperature seemed to fill her heart.

Ji Shaoheng saw her staring at himself, gently smile: "silly?"

Fang Yaqing blinked, the fog pressure under his eyes went down, supporting the railing step by step down the steps.

Ji Shaoheng warm voice charged: "slow down, careful foot."

Each step, the distance between the two people will be closer, the closer the man's eyebrows.

Fang Yaqing's heart seemed to have opened a flower, which was also watered with honey.

This man is used to playing romantic.

She came to Ji Shaoheng, slowly raised her hand and put it in Ji Shaoheng's broad palm.

Ji Shaoheng led her to the last step: "there is still a last surprise, do you want to?"

Fang Yaqing glanced at the living room and found nothing. She asked, "what?"

Ji Shaoheng put his face close to him: "kiss me, and I'll give it to you."

Fang Yaqing pushed his head away and glared at him, but the corner of his mouth was slightly cocked: "not serious."

Ji Shaoheng used a firm way of speech: "it's ok if you don't like it now. Anyway, you'll definitely get married later."

Fang Yaqing guessed that it must be flowers again. He had said before that if she liked it, he would send her to her every day.

But she looked around again. There were no flowers in the living room.

Is it still in the car?

She was still wondering. Ji Shaoheng took out a square velvet box from her trouser pocket and knelt down in front of her. Her gentle voice seemed to be able to weathering the sand and stone of the lake.

"Yaqing, marry me."

Fang Yaqing covered her lips and lowered her eyes slightly wet. She looked at the open velvet box with a beautiful diamond ring.

So surprised, so shocked, that she forgot to respond.

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