Chapter 31： Little sweetheart of the star president (32)

Chapter 31 The sweetheart of the star president (32)

After a while, a slightly cool silk scarf replaced Cheng Chen's hand and covered Xia Ling's eyes.

In the dark world, Xia Ling was picked up by Cheng Chen. He took her off the plane, then took her hand, and led her slowly forward.

The road is very flat, but not straight. Xia Ling is in the darkness. Every step under her feet is like a cliff abyss, but following Cheng Chen, Xia Ling is at ease.

"Do you believe it? No matter today or in the future, I will stay by your side like this and make your eyes. You do n’t have to work so hard to turn yourself into a woman worthy of me. As long as you like me, you are the best It's perfect. "

Cheng Chen's voice was very relaxed. He never said anything to her about these words.

He is with her, more is to do. Do. Do!

Xia Ling did not have any space to think about this.

"When I saw you at first glance, I probably liked you. Among the crowd, you are so special. Even if you fall into my arms, what I think is not to push away, but to hold you. . You don't know how incredible this is to me! "Cheng Chen chuckled.

Xia Ling was held by Cheng Chen's slender hand.

She was also slowly thinking about his words.

Cheng Chen said that at first sight, she liked her. That was the function of systematically integrating their souls, but Cheng Chen did not stay with her because of this.

Instead, Xia Ling took a lot of trouble because of the instinctual resistance.

But now, everything has paid off.

"Brother Chen, do you like me?"

The girl in the silk scarf saw nothing but smiled brightly.

"To you ... I haven't just liked it ..." Cheng Chen squeezed Xia Ling's face, and his eyes and tone were indulged.

There was a sigh in his tone. The hidden meaning was that Xia Ling's heart beat a beat, as if guessing what Chen Chen wanted to do!

...

Next, none of them spoke, holding hands, walking quietly.

This road seems to be able to reach the old days.

Gradually, Cheng Chen's slender palms were a little sweaty, making Xia Ling's palms wet.

Later, Xia Ling smelled the floral scent, and the scent of flowers became richer and stronger, and she heard some low-talking voices in Italian.

Finally, when she came to the place with the strongest fragrance of flowers, Cheng Chen took her and stopped.

He slowly relieved the silk scarf that opened on Xia Ling's face.

Jun Ting's face appeared in front of Xia Ling. Cheng Chen's narrow peach eyes were watching her. The eyes were soft and tangy, and he was dressed in a black suit. He was like the most handsome prince.

Holding Xia Ling's hand, Cheng Chen knelt on one knee before Xia Ling.

Thousands of red roses, like a waterfall, were thrown by a mid-air helicopter, and the petals of the red roses were rising. This was like a grand flower rain that enveloped the two people in the center.

Looking through the flower rain, Xia Ling looked at the towering and solemn Milan Cathedral.

Just in front of this Milan cathedral, under the sky full of rose rain, Cheng Chen kneeled in front of her and asked her to marry him?

Xia Ling has a sense of unreality.

At this moment, a low chant was suddenly heard beside her ears, and the choir teenagers of the Milan church stood behind Cheng Chen.

They wore holy white robes, short linen hair, blue eyes like the sky, and they sang the tune of blessing love.

That Qingyue's voices gathered together, rejoicing as if angels were blessing her.

See you at 0 o'clock ~ if you don't have a reward, come to wave recommendation tickets and big five stars. Today I saw that the book's rating is very low. Let's light it up, the baby will love you, swear!

(End of this chapter)