Chapter 963 Other Girls Have It, How Could I Let You Not?

Jun Yexuan pursed his thin lips slightly when he heard the words, and said cautiously: "I've been angry once, so don't be angry again, okay? I just want to make this marriage proposal more meaningful.

This is the surprise I want to give you, so I don't want to just talk about it, let the next person do everything for me, and the injuries on my hand are not all because of these... um..."

Qiao Qing stood on tiptoe and wrapped his neck around his neck, turning his head to block his next words.

Jun Yexuan's pupils dilated slightly, and while his heart was overwhelmed with joy, he lifted her waist with one hand and regained the initiative.

After a long time, Qiao Qing knocked her head on his chest, "You know I feel distressed."

Jun Yexuan couldn't help tightening the arms around her waist, rubbing his chin lightly on the top of her hair, "Marrying you is the luckiest thing in my life. What are these flowers? I, Jun Yexuan, are so sweet."

Qiao Qing was moved when she heard the words, and she calmed down for a while before thinking of another question.

"Didn't we already decide to get married? You still proposed and asked me if I wanted to marry you?"

If Mu Jingheng and the others were here, they would be amazed at the surprisingly similar brain circuits of the father and daughter.

Jun Yexuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard the words. He scratched the tip of her nose with his fingers, and smiled dotingly: "Proposal is an important ceremony. Other girls have it. How could I let you not?"

Qiao Qing was another stalker, only felt that under the gentle offensive of this man, she became less and less like herself.

Otherwise, how could she, who has always been cold-hearted, get wet eyes frequently recently?

Taking a deep breath, she forced back the moisture in her eyes. She looked up at him and said, "I promise to marry..."

Jun Yexuan raised his hand against her lips, "Don't rush to agree, the surprise I've prepared for you is more than this."

As he said that, he controlled the hot air balloon to fall.

Qiao Qing was slightly distracted by his words. As the ground in her field of vision got closer and closer, she noticed a villa in the sea of ​​roses, and the hot air balloon was obviously heading for this villa.

Qiao Qing remembered his words that "the wounds on his hands are not all because of planting these roses", and couldn't help but ask, "What else have you done?"

Jun Yexuan smiled and said, "You will know when you arrive."

Qiao Qing seemed to be accustomed to his mysterious appearance for a short while, and the corners of her lips smiled slightly, and she did not ask again.

When the hot air balloon landed on the ground, Jun Yexuan hugged Qiao Qing, took her hand, and walked towards the villa, "Follow me."

Qiao Qing's small hands were wrapped in his dry palms, and with each step, the frequency of her heartbeat increased by one point.

When she reached the closed door, Qiao Qing asked, "Is this house yours?"

Jun Yexuan gave an "um", raised both hands, and slowly opened the door in front of him.

The moment the door opened, Qiao Qing held her breath, and her pupils enlarged again unconsciously.

I saw a beautiful trailing wedding dress standing in the center of the living room. The amazing shoulder and waist design all revealed the designer's whimsy. The dreamy soft gauze fabric is like water waves covered with a layer of fine diamonds, and it is like a bright night sky scattered with stars all over the place, sparkling.

Even if Qiao Qing is a writer, she is too poor to describe the beauty of this wedding dress in words.

He could only hold his breath again and again, for fear of disturbing this flashy dream.

When he was shocked but couldn't return to his senses, a warm chest was pressed against him behind him.

Jun Yexuan pulled her into his arms from behind and asked softly, "Do you like it?"