Chapter 2371: So Beautiful So Sweet 7

Isn't he ... ill?

Yu Muyang said that he was too sick to get up, how could he stand in front of her now?

Fanny paused.

Eyes didn't dare blink, fearing that they were hallucinations.

The sea of roses in front of me still needs affectionate Fanfans, I'm afraid it's not a beautiful bubble dream.

Fanny thought of it, holding her breath.

He stared at the man in front of him for a moment, thinking that he would still stand still. Who knows, he suddenly stepped towards her next second.

He also had a beautiful little box in his hand.

According to the plot arrangement in the TV series, the box should be a proposal ring ...

Fanny's heart beats like a heart popping out of her throat.

With his hands tightly around his hem, he swallowed.

It must be her illusion. If Fanfan likes her, he will not come to her after they have a relationship.

He didn't show up after she went abroad.

How could he propose to her now, and he would be fine if he didn't rush to beat her.

Fan Ni worked hard to hypnotize herself and wanted to calm herself down, but the moment she saw Fan Fan opening the box on her hand, she was still stunned.

Lying quietly in the box, it was really a ring.

There is also a necklace.

The necklace passed through the ring, and it looked like the diamond ring had become a pendant.

Pink diamonds radiate a bright light at the forefront of the necklace.

"Xiao Rou, do you like diamonds? If you like them, I'll buy them for you." There was an outdated voice in the corner of the ward.

Qi Rou didn't lift her head either, covering Yu Muyang's mouth with a slap: "I don't like it."

Yu Muyang pulled her hand down and insisted, "You like diamonds, so can other gems."

"Don't talk." Qi Rou gave him a distasteful glance, as if he thought he was destroying the atmosphere.

Yu Muyang ignored her, leaned next to her, lowered her head, and leaned on her shoulders, her face envious and jealous and envious: "Vanfan confession, it's all about me, I only care about you, and I hope you care about me ...

Fan Muyang couldn't hear anything later.

There were two words echoing in her ear: confession.

Fanfan was confessing to her.

The red rose in this ward, the ring and necklace in his hand, were not her hallucinations.

Fanny raised her head and looked at the person standing in front of her in disbelief.

"You were just an adult, it's too early to bring a ring, so I bought a necklace. If you want, you can wear the ring around your neck ... Xiao Ni, I'm sorry, and I love you."

Fanfan stared at her affectionately, gently raised her hand, and put the ring necklace in the box into her hand.

As if afraid of her refusal, Vatican held her hand straight and refused to let go.

From his eyes, a trace of anxiety and nervousness could be clearly seen.

Pretending to fool her back was his initial plan.

Take this opportunity to confession ~ wuxiaworld.online ~ is the encouragement of Yu Muyang.

Said to be pretending to be sick for a while, and chasing his wife to the crematorium, it is better to be hard-hearted and one step is the most reliable.

But at the moment he saw Fanny, who had red eyes and biting her lips, but didn't speak, and he was a little panicked.

If she doesn't promise or refuse this way, does he count as a successful confession?

Vatican hesitated to say something more, Vanni finally said: "Don't you pretend to be sick?"

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PS: Recently, there are rumors that I am less because I am writing a new book. Actually, it s not a dad. If I want to write a new book, I will write the rest of my life first ~ The current work plan is to finish the rest of my life first in February and only open a new book in March ~ I have been in the industry for six years, and I have been holding a computer during the Spring Festival every year, neglecting my family and friends, and neglecting my own health. To be honest, it may be just entertainment for you, but for me, it is my own effort When the state is really bad, I do nt want to perfunctory, I also hope to be responsible for you ~ After leaving the parents after the Lantern Festival, I will retreat and start writing the finale of the rest of my life.