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Chapter 807 810: Confession three years late
The flower language of the little daisy represents secret love, which is a belated confession.

Three years late confession.

"Xu Shengxiang..."

The man's deep and magnetic voice is warm and lingering.

It's been a long time since he called her name so solemnly.

Xu Shengxiang looked up at him.

"I love you." He said suddenly.

Xu Shengxiang was stunned suddenly.

Feng Cheng lowered his head and chuckled, and asked again: "Do you love me?"

Xu Shengxiang looked at him without blinking.

Feng Cheng stared at her with his head down, paused every word, and said in a serious tone, "I don't want a luxury car or a mansion, I don't want a family background...I want you, I just want you."

Xu Shengxiang frowned slightly, always feeling that this sentence was inexplicably familiar.

She suddenly remembered the picture of her confessing to him three years ago.

"I like you……"

"do you like me?"

"I don't want a Barbie doll, I don't want a beautiful dress...I want you, I just want you."

Xu Shengxiang's nose was sour, tears gradually blurred his vision, and a touch of surprise flashed across his beautiful eyes: "You, do you remember?"

Otherwise, why would you remember what she said?
Why do you remember her dream, the art exhibition she wants to hold?

Obviously, only the two of them would know these things.

Feng Cheng stared at her affectionately, and after a long while, he gave a low "hmm".

In fact, when he saw the picture book in the orphanage that day, he remembered it.

Why didn't I tell her until now, because I wanted to give her the best.

His love was complete, and it all belonged to her.

His girl deserves the best in the world.

Everything that was late, he would make up for her.

Including this late confession.

Xu Shengxiang was still crying, but suddenly smiled again, and looked up into his eyes: "Seriously?"

This is what he asked her at that time.

"It's okay if you're not serious."

"...Because you can't escape, Feng, Cheng."

Xu Shengxiang repeated what he said three years ago verbatim, put his small white hands on his shoulders, stood on tiptoe, and pressed a kiss on the corner of his lips.

At the moment of retreating.

Tightening her back, she pressed against a warm body.

The kiss at the corner of the lips gradually deepened.

Feng Cheng whispered in her ear: "I never wanted to escape."

"As long as it is what you want, life will be given to you."

There seemed to be fireworks blooming in her mind, and Xu Shengxiang felt as if they were about to explode. The feeling of happiness was so strong that she almost forgot to think.

You buried your face in his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.

Immediately there was a low laugh from above his head.

His voice is deep and mellow, more intoxicating than fine wine: "Will you marry me?"

Xu Shengxiang's heart skipped a beat, his nose was sore, and his voice was muffled: "But... aren't we married already?"

Feng Cheng gently stroked her long hair: "Fool, I still owe you a wedding."

How could he get married so hastily.

What others have, she must have...

And it will be better than others.

Xu Shengxiang's nose was still red, and he withdrew from his arms, laughing: "But, who proposed with a little daisy?"

Don't they all have red roses or something?
Why is it a little daisy when it comes to her?
Feng Cheng looked down at the little daisy in his hand: "Don't like it?"

Xu Shengxiang blushed: "I like..."

"Will you marry or not?" The man's voice whispered in his ear.

(End of this chapter)