Chapter 1225 Are You Proposing?

Chapter 1225 Are you proposing?

marry...

Why did we suddenly talk about marriage?

Xi Luo was stunned for a few seconds, raised her eyebrows and looked at the serious man, "Are you proposing?"

"What do you think?" Zong Zhan curled up his thin lips with the same expression, "Based on our current relationship, if I propose to you, are you sure you won't call me an idiot?"

Xi Luo: "..."

He kind of understands.

Zong Zhan leaned forward, with a sharp edge hidden in his deep eyes, "Xi Luo, I am not a hot-blooded young man in his early twenties, nor do I have as rich emotional experience as you. I put down my body to play this kind of nurturing game with you, you Don't you really understand my intentions?"

"What's your intention?" Xi Luo grabbed the zipper of his coat and played with it unconsciously, her brows slightly raised in a frivolous way, "I don't know what you think if you don't just tell me, you are quite a big man..."

"Xi Luo, stay with me and be my woman."

At this moment, all sounds disappeared.

Xi Luo's words were lost between her lips and teeth, she looked away at the slowly flowing brook, and asked lazily, "What kind of woman, please be clear."

"So hypocritical?" Zong Zhan rubbed the back of her neck, and a thin smile appeared on his handsome face, "Do you want me to speak more bluntly?"

Xi Luo shook his skirt, "If you don't explain clearly, then continue to be unclear. Anyway, I think you like playing the game of nurturing."

Maybe Xi Luo's frankness pleased Zong Zhan, or maybe it was because their relationship really needed a turning point.

The man used his fingertips to push back the slightly messy hair on her forehead, and said in a low voice: "Xi Luo, you know who I am, and when you're with me, you have no other choice. Whether it's a new love or an old love , you have to make a clean break with them, my marriage is protected by law, understand?"

Understood.

He was going to get married.

but……

Xi Luo threw off his zipper and complained, "Which one of us is hypocritical, you can die if you like it? Talk nonsense for a long time, if you just say you like me, you will have everything."

She just wanted to hear him say that she likes it, but this dog insisted on talking about him.

Zong Zhan chuckled, leaned over and pulled her back into his arms, "You won't agree if I don't tell you?"

Xi Luo was silent for a moment, then smiled slyly, "You should understand what I'm thinking, right?"

"What do you mean?" Zong Zhan put his hands on her shoulders, narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Say it clearly."

Xi Luo brushed her hair, imitating his previous tone and counterattacked, "Do you have to make me speak so bluntly?"

Zong Zhan was completely blocked by what he said.

He regretted that he shouldn't have played word games with this woman.

Zong Zhan pursed his lips in displeasure, sighed and murmured, "Xi Luo, I..."

"Sister Luo—" Gu Chen, the husky, howled from the direction of the forest, "The grilled fish is ready, come back and eat."

Xi Luo made a gesture to turn around, caught a glimpse of Zong Zhan's annoyed expression, and jokingly said, "I hope you can understand the truth of not waiting for the time."

This is just a small episode, far from affecting each other's feelings.

But Xi Luo wants Zong Zhan to understand that women don't want much, and a word of liking can cover everything.

If everything depends on her own experience and comprehension, it is Buddhism, not love.

Xi Luo strolled back towards the campfire, not in a hurry, but feeling a little depressed.

Not for Zong Zhan, but because of a sudden feeling.

There are too many joys that are too late to express, and in the end they are wasted by time and lose their color.

Instead of saying that he likes it, he blurts out that he uses marriage to bind this relationship.

Is it because he is of marriageable age, or because she is fit for marriage?

Xi Luo lowered her head and walked forward, with mixed feelings in her heart, she couldn't explain clearly.

She understands that this is called worrying about gains and losses.

For a short distance, Xi Luo walked very slowly. When footsteps sounded behind her, she didn't look back, but deliberately slowed down her pace.

The next moment, the man grabbed her hand from behind and wrapped it tightly in his palm.

With less than 20 meters left, the team members near the bonfire cheered and clapped their hands.

Because this was the first time Zong Zhan took Xi Luo's hand in front of the action team.

Zong Zhan said: "Xi Luo, I have liked you for a long time, I thought you knew."

Xi Luo's heart was completely confused.

The disappointment of the previous moment and the joy of this moment collided with fierce sparks in the chest.

Xi Luo looked sideways, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, but the man in sight didn't look at her, just with a straight and cold face, and gradually led her back to the team.

"How early?" Xi Luo held his dry palm, her tone a little complacent, "Crush me?"

This time, Zong Zhan stared ahead and said bluntly, "It's not a secret love. Back then, I just thought you were hypocritical and special, and wanted to clean up."

Shelo paused, and flung his hand away, "You don't need to say such things directly."

As a dog, it will never change the vicious aggressiveness in his bones.

"Don't you want me to be more straightforward?"

Zong Zhan grabbed her hand again, and his playful tone made Xi Luo dumbfounded for a moment.

She raised her chin and snorted coldly, "If you can get a rich woman like me, you can just laugh and have the nerve to talk back."

"The rich woman is right in everything." Zong Zhan tilted his head and blew into her ear, "Satisfied?"

Xi Luo was coaxed into elation, and she proudly made a disgusted expression on her face, "Barely."

There was a smile hidden in Zong Zhan's eyes, and he made no secret of his indulgence and appreciation for Xi Luo.

The woman he likes does have several faces.

She can be a capable and elegant strong woman, or a fun little woman.

If this kind of temperament is in place, he will get a rose with thorns; if she is out of restraint, she is no different from a sickle with thorns.

Zong Zhan recalled his evaluation of Xi Luo at the beginning, and the smile on his lips deepened, and he couldn't help pulling her hand to his lips and kissed twice, "Baby, do it lightly, or don't blame me for not caring about the occasion." Clean you up."

Xi Luo stopped, brushed her hair around her ears coquettishly, and walked towards the group of men by the campfire.

Zong Zhan: "..."

Wild Rose is so damn hard to control, she would run off to flirt with flowers and grass when she disagreed with her.

"Sister Luo, are you two here?"

Xiong Ze had a bandage on his chest, even if he was injured, he would not forget to ask gossip about his fingers.

Xi Luo tore off a piece of fish and put it in her mouth, she caught a glimpse of his small movements, "Which one?"

"That's... you and the boss have finally sublimated your friendship?"

It may be a professional habit, Xiong Ze's loud voice instantly overwhelmed the surrounding conversation.

In front of the bonfire, countless pairs of eyes stared at Xi Luo.

In this regard, Xi Luo smiled and said: "Can't you?"

Xiong Ze scratched his head, and asked her in a low voice: "Okay, okay, what about Brother Chen? He said he was your servant, the secretary, and he came here just to accompany you..."