Chapter 200: The Vase's Counterattack Star Path (71)

The place where he brought her was the church.

It is a white and holy church that also symbolizes a happy wedding.

What Chu Xian wants to do is self-evident.

At this moment, Qingshuang was not as nervous as expected, and his mood became calmer, as if everything should be like this.

She and Chu Xian will eventually come to this point.

Each is the person the other wants.

Now, it's not too early, it's not too late.

Seeing that the little girl was not flustered, her bright and clear eyes were bright, and Chu Xian's heart was still a little nervous.

I carried her all the way to the door of the church before putting her down.

Pushing open the door of the church, at the moment when Chu Xian and Qingshuang stepped on the red carpet, all kinds of rose petals fell from the sky, beautifully making Qingshuang can't help but raise her head.

The petals fall on the face, and there is a rich aroma.

Chu Xian walked to the front of the church first, and as he had done every time before, he waved to Qingshuang, "Come here." ”

Qingshuang trusted this man to the core, walked over step by step, and held his hand.

Who knew that the next moment, Chu Xian half-knelt in front of her, and a ring appeared in his palm.

The ring is a simple ring, surrounded by a halo of fine diamonds, sparkling, with the initials of him and Qingshuang engraved on the inner wall.

This is the engagement ring he has been preparing for a long time, but he has not given it out.

Today, he thought, might be the best opportunity.

In the presence of all, she will marry him!

Let everyone know that this woman is his, in this life, in this life, forever and forever!

For Qingshuang, Chu Xian will always have an inexplicable possessiveness.

Sometimes, he even wants to hide her secretly, so that her beauty blooms only for him.

Countless times, he wanted to justifiably trap her by his side.

Now, it seems like everything is falling into place.

Thinking of this, Chu Xian looked up at her.

A few rays of light shone on Qingshuang's face, reflecting her extraordinarily holy.

Against the light, he can see that the expression on Qingshuang's face is becoming softer and softer, and the slight curvature of the pink lip flap shows full pleasure.

Like a playful little fairy, and like a little angel with a halo and wings.

It is so cute that people want to hug it in their arms, rub it, hug it, and never let go.

Chu Xian's throat rolled hard, and then he spoke firmly, solemnly, loudly—

"Frost, marry me."

Qingshuang looked down at the man kneeling in front of her, her expression reverent, determined and slightly nervous.

Just as Chu Xian loves her and is reluctant to let her suffer anything, Qingshuang also loves Chu Xian to the core.

This man who has always been noble and indifferent, but he bowed his head to her again and again, how could she be willing to live up to his sincere heart?

He raised his lips and chuckled, and his lips opened slightly.

"Okay."

This word, falling in Chu Xian's ears, is the most pleasant and beautiful note he has ever heard in this world.

Watching the man tremble his hands and put a ring on himself, Qingshuang was funny and distressed.

Is he so worried that he ran away?

Leaned over slightly, hooked Chu Xian's neck, and gently dropped a kiss on his eyelids.

"Chu Xian, I'm yours, it's yours alone."

The girl's words completely soothed Chu Xian's heart, which was still uneasy and excited.

Get up and take Qingshuang into her arms, and only after imprinting one mark after another on her neck can she feel the truth of everything.