Evil Army Junior: Sir, please respect yourself

In the elegant voice, it was low and a little hoarse.

"In the valley next door, I bought this mountain last month. At this time of year, wild dandelions will grow here. Although the purple you see now is made up by me, but, Every year here, the dandelions will be purple if you like."

A faint familiar and refreshing scent hit, Tian Lingxin was already standing on the ground, in the dandelion bushes.

In an instant, the elegant and handsome man took a step back in front of Tian Lingxin, and the two of them didn't speak for a while, they could only hear the cool breeze blowing in the sun.

The dandelions in the purple awns are full of dandelions, which can make the sound of some leaves in the distance, which seems peaceful and distant.

The man stood straight in front of the woman, lowered his head slightly, his dark eyes were as mysterious as a deep pool, and quietly fell on the woman's white and elegant face.

The sexy thin lips were slightly pursed, as if he was thinking about it, but that low voice sounded with a hint of sensual and gentle pampering.

"Ling'er, before I registered, I didn't seem to have proposed to you. Today, I want to be here and ask you to agree to marry me."

Hearing this, Tian Lingxin's eyes suddenly became hot, her throat was a little bitter, she actually had the urge to cry, she didn't know whether it was because of emotion or something, she couldn't help sniffing.

After a while, he turned his head away and glanced around, trying to hide the uncontrollable feeling in his heart.

"Shouldn't there be flowers for a marriage proposal?" The voice was a little hoarse.

However, just as she said those words, Leng Xuanhan, who was standing in front of her, suddenly knelt down on one knee.

Then, I took out a bunch of flowers from nowhere, it was not very big, just a small bunch, but it was a bunch of purple dandelions, it didn't mean that it was carefully arranged, but I could guess that it was this The man wrapped it with his own hands.

When it was prepared, only he himself knew.

"Ling'er, actually, I don't believe in the most perfect love, but I do know that if you love someone, you should believe that you can give her the greatest happiness."

"So, Ling'er, marry me, and I will definitely be your greatest happiness."

That deep voice, like the warm spring breeze, came over very softly.

The heartbeat has long since lost its frequency.

Proposal?

This form was completely beyond her expectations.

But, damn it, I was moved.

Putting everything aside, in the final analysis, she is still a little girl under [-], and she also yearns for a romantic love in her heart.

Taking a deep breath, I tried my best to calm my frantic heartbeat. At this moment, I always felt that something silently changed in my heart.

Slowly raising his head, his already confused starry eyes met the man's unfathomable but extremely gentle black eyes, blinked his wet eyes, stretched out his slender plain hand, and took the small bouquet of flowers he was holding. .

Then he couldn't help walking forward, the moment the man stood up, he couldn't help but slowly stretched his waist, his soft body leaned forward, and hugged the man's strong waist tightly, slightly dyed and choked The voice was accompanied by a strange tenderness.

"Narcissistic sand pig, you still miss your first love in your heart, but you are still here to say that you will give me the greatest happiness. You are not afraid of turning your mouth."