From the Jun family home to the parking lot, Junchen held Beijing's hand tightly the whole time. Only after they got back into the car did they let go of each other's hands.
"Hmm?" A large hand grabbed the back of my head, and I fell into an embrace filled with the familiar aroma of tea. My bright black eyes blinked, somewhat confused.
"Wife, I'm sorry." Junchen's low, muffled voice came from above.
"What are you sorry for?" Although he didn't understand what was going on, Bei Jing still reached out and gently patted Jun Chen's broad and strong back.
"I'm sorry you had to suffer, I won't let you come here again." He wouldn't let the little guy come to this place a second time.
Realizing that Junchen was referring to what had just happened, she smiled slightly, thinking, "How silly."
Stepping out of the man's embrace, her bright black eyes met his dark brown eyes, and her delicate, pretty face showed an unprecedented seriousness and earnestness. "Jun Chen, am I your wife?"
"Of course!" she answered without hesitation, her heart tightening as she pulled the little one back into her arms, holding her tightly.
"Wife, don't even think about leaving me, you'll die here." A large hand pulled a soft little hand and pressed it against his throbbing chest, his voice hoarse.
"Are you stupid not to leave? What are you thinking?" Bei Jing ran his hand through Jun Chen's soft, dark hair and gently ruffled it.
"Yes, don't even think about leaving me, you're mine."
He never imagined he would fall in love with anyone, but Bei Jing was like a variable in his life. If he didn't know where his heart fluttered at first, now she was his life, ingrained in his very bones.
"Okay, I'm yours." Well, she admitted it, she was charmed by this man again, her heart melted.
She slapped her forehead. "Honey, what I meant was, since I'm your wife, I'll share everything with you. So, don't apologize to me anymore, okay?"
After Bei Jing finished speaking, she clearly felt Jun Chen tighten his grip on her hand. The two were so close that she could clearly hear Jun Chen's strong and powerful heartbeat.
"Yes, my dear wife." These words, spoken in Jun Chen's deep, magnetic voice, were exceptionally alluring.
Bei Jing suddenly remembered a joke circulating online: if your partner is good-looking, you can look at their face during an argument and all your anger will disappear.
She felt that she would probably be captivated by Junchen's good looks for the rest of her life, and she didn't want to resist.
"Wife, marry me." Junchen felt that he had never been so eager to do something before.
That is to marry the little girl in front of me, put her name on my household registration, and make her my Mrs. Jun!
"Huh?" Caught off guard by the question, Bei Jing was genuinely stunned. After realizing what was happening, she found it somewhat amusing and pinched Jun Chen's ear.
"Junchen, are you proposing to me now?" In Bei Jing's mind, Junchen had always been a steady man, well, except in front of him, he was like a young boy.
"Wife, I want to marry you. I don't want to wait even a second longer."
"But the household registration book and other documents are with my parents. Also, we just talked to them and asked them to set a date. It wouldn't be good to go now."
Junchen's noble black eyes gradually dimmed, giving him the pitiful look of a pet abandoned by its owner.
Bei Jing was both amused and exasperated, and with a soft heart, she took the initiative to kiss Jun Chen's lips, saying, "Good boy, honey."
The little guy rarely takes the initiative, and the big bad wolf's eyes lit up, turning the tables on him.
Bei Jing... It's over, her lips!
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