He didn't understand what she was talking about, but he did as she said. Raising her right hand, her thumb and forefinger slowly slipped along the middle finger of her left hand as if they were pinching a ring.

"Kiki, I want to be your husband."

He repeated what he had said to her that day.

"Okay." She smiled slightly, meeting his look of disbelief, "I promise, because—I want to be your wife too." ”

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After Xia Qi said this, all the movements of Jun Jinyan's body seemed to freeze, and his dark eyes looked at her fixedly, not speaking, just watching. It's as if she wants to imprint all her appearance at the moment in her pupils.

"What's wrong? Not happy? Xia Qi frowned and asked, after all, what she said just now was equivalent to agreeing to his marriage proposal, but he didn't seem to have even a basic reaction.

He still looked at her quietly, his eyes unblinking.

She simply raised her hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

However, with the first wave, her hand was suddenly grabbed by his. His hands trembled slightly, and the tremor was transmitted all the way to hers.

"Really?" His lips quivered, and so did his voice.

She was stunned, and his tremor suddenly made her nose a little sour, "Hmm." She nodded.

The next moment, his right hand slammed into the back of her head, pressed her lips against his own, and kissed fiercely, almost devouring, as if he wanted to melt her lips, her breath, her sweetness, all into his body, his bones and blood.

His tongue pried open her teeth, squeezed into her mouth, brushed, licked, and ran through every inch of her mouth, leaving her almost breathless.

She tried to tilt her head slightly, but his fingers pressed firmly against the back of her head, and the tips of his fingers dug into her hair, pushing her head even more against him.

"Hmm...... "She wanted to speak, but the tip ......of her tongue was caught in his mouth, so that she could only make a muffled voice, and she couldn't say a complete sentence at all.

At this moment, his body was still lying on the ground, and she was forced to press against him, because of the prostrate position, the saliva in her mouth flowed uncontrollably, to the corners of her mouth, and into his mouth.

He seemed to be tasting the sweetest honey = liquid in the world, swallowing her liquid. As he swallowed, his Adam's apple kept slipping.

Such a strong kiss almost made Xia Qi almost faint.

The instinct to breathe first made her keep squirming her lips, but instead they became even more entangled with his lips.

Suddenly, the world swirled, and she had been picked up by him and pressed to the bed. The tip of his tongue licked and licked the remaining saliva at the corners of her lips, along her jaw, nibbling-biting-kissing-kissing her neck and collarbone......

Xia Qi breathed heavily, and at this moment, she could clearly feel Jun Jinyan's swelling against her abdomen, and his fingers, while his fingers were unbuttoning her clothes.

One, two......

The buttons gradually unfastened, and the skin was covered with goosebumps due to the sudden contact with the air.

His lips gradually moved downward, his fingers pinching the softness of her chest, his lips kissing all the way down to her abdomen.

The body became hot because of his kiss, the blood seemed to be boiling, Xia Qi blushed and gasped constantly.

He was on her abdomen, sprinkled countless tiny kisses, his swelling against her soft heart-entrance, but did not enter, just stayed outside-even though his words were already red to purple, and his hope had climbed to the top.

"Kiki." He raised his head suddenly, and his dark eyes looked at her steadily, "Will you regret it?" ”

"Regret what?" She asked rhetorically, with a somewhat uneven breath.

"I regret what you said to me today, and I regret marrying me." His voice was low and soft, with a hint of hesitation, as if he was afraid of all this, it was just his delusion.

"No, since I decided to marry you, why should I regret it?" Her face was almost on fire. The two people are talking in this posture one by one, and with each breath of each other, the place will gently rub, which will bring a more strange feeling to the body.

Jun Jinyan's forehead was dripping with beads of sweat, Qingjun's face was covered with the color of love, his hands pressed against the bed beside her, his palms dragged the futon, his fingers were deeply immersed in it, and the back of his hands was full of erupting green tendons.

His lips twitched, and he asked, "Will you always love me?" No matter what I do, will you always love me? ”

She took a deep breath, raised her hands, and wrapped her arms around his neck. His eyes are focused, longing, and clear.

How long have these eyes been looking at her? He had been watching her since he was six years old, and she, until now, had not really seen his eyes clearly.

"I love you, Xia Qi loves you! So, no matter what happens in the future, no matter what you do, I will love you. Xia Qi's face was still crimson, but her eyes never left Jun Jinyan's face. Her voice was soft, but every word was clear and powerful.

In those clear black eyes, the clouds were misty, and two lines of tears slipped down from his eye sockets. Crystal clear, like a pearl with a broken thread, drop by drop fell on her face, neck, and hair......

He was crying, he was crying again, crying in front of her.

With his eyes open, he cried silently, as if this was a way for his body to instinctively vent his feelings. How much he longs and cherishes it makes him shed so many tears!

She wiped his tears a little helplessly, "Don't cry...... Don't cry...... "Looking at his tears will make her heart throb last time.

He choked silently, tears burning her hands.

And she didn't know how to make him stop crying, so she could only keep wiping his tears, kissing his eyes, and then taking the initiative to hug him tightly, so that his zhong swelled and buried deep in her body.

"You see, now we're together, right now, we're closer than ever." Her voice was like a moan.

He felt the warmth that enveloped him, that warmth, not only YU, but also that kind of spiritual satisfaction, as if the senses he had been lacking were slowly made up for in this warmth.