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Chapter 1315 She hugged the man's waist: "Hold me, I don't want to leave."

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    "Qianqian, marry me again, okay?"

    "For the rest of my life, I will do my best to love you and compensate you, so that all your persistence is worth it."

    The setting sun gradually became silent in the clouds, and the last trace of light red light shone on the man's face.

    Sheng Qianqian's heart surged. After a long time, she subconsciously reached out and touched her eyes, her palms filled with warmth and moisture.

    She heard her slightly darker voice, which was gentle and soft, "You didn't go to Paris?"

    "No¡­¡­"

    "Then you disappeared for a week just to prepare for this?" Sheng Qianqian didn't need to spend a week to prepare a proposal. She was inevitably unhappy that he kept it secret from her for so long.

    Gu Nanjue naturally knew what she was asking, "It doesn't take much time to prepare a proposal, but it takes time to get a piece of chicken blood jade to carve a different rose."

    When the man said this, Sheng Qianqian's eyes were fixed on the lifelike rose on the man's hand and the scratch marks on the tiger's mouth of his hand.

    Soapstone is not as soft as jade, so it takes a lot of effort to carve it.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUTOUT ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Not did not realize that the man's eyes and bags are quite depressed, it must be the reason for staying up late for days.

    She bit her lip for a while and said casually: "You can even make a rain of petals, why do you need to carve a fake one in vain? If you are serious, you can give it to me as a gift, one bunch a day.  Got up."

    ¡°Are you serious that it¡¯s always withering, it¡¯s boring.¡±

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    "Madam, for the sake of the child, I have been kneeling for so long. Can I accept the rose and accept the sincerity of the child's father?"

    Sheng Qianqian curled her lips and said, "If you don't have a ring, what kind of marriage proposal is there?"

    Gu Nanjue frowned, "Isn't the ring on your hand?"

    Sheng Qianqian was speechless, "Can it be the same? Eldest Young Master? You are remarrying. If you remarry, you need a decent ring, okay?"

    Hearing this, Gu Nanjue looked at the woman for a while, then reached out and pulled off the pearl ring on Sheng Qianqian's left finger. Then with a smile on his lips, he held up the ring and said to the woman, "Madam, when the woman looked confused.  Roses, rings, kneeling down on one knee, and the romance of mountain flowers are all here Marry me, okay?"

    Sheng Qianqian curled her lips and snorted, and was about to withdraw her hand, but the man clamped her hand and firmly put on the ring, "In a few months, we will have three children, where do you want to escape to in this life?"  ?Proposal is just a formality. If you like big diamond rings, I can buy a mine and dig diamonds for you every day."

    After putting on the ring, Gu Nanjue stood up from the grass and stared at her with smiling eyes, "Do you like the dress? I learned it from my mother and cut it myself."

    Sheng Qianqian's eyes moved. No wonder the dress seemed familiar to her at first sight, but it felt a bit awkward when she put it on. It turned out that the man was not very skilled and had only learned one style.

    At this time, Gu Nanjue had already opened his arms to her, and his slow voice blended into the wind in his ears, "Madam, come here"

    Sheng Qianqian held the hem of her skirt with her fingers, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally took a step in his direction.

    The man's breath came closer, and he quickly held her in his arms.

    Probably out of love, Sheng Qianqian wrapped her arms around the man's waist at this moment, and placed her head on the man's heart.

    The steady and powerful heartbeat made her heart feel as sweet as honey.

    Although she is no longer young and fearless, it is true that there is a girl living in every woman's heart.

    That sweet and thick surge is like a big wave washing through the sand, penetrating into the bone marrow bit by bit.

    She hugged the man's waist and said after a while: "Hold me I don't want to leave" (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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