Song Yiyi stared straight at Cen Yue, hooked her slender arms around his neck, quickly stood up, and kissed him on the lips.
Cen Yue's eyes and brows shone with a gentle moonlight, filled with tenderness and affection. "What's wrong?"
Song Yiyi's eyes flickered with emotion, and she whispered, "I'll marry you in my next life."
Why did Cen Yue travel thousands of miles to bring back a basket of oranges?
Just because she casually said to Liu Yao: "I really want to marry you."
Cen Yue said nothing at that time.
But I kept it in mind.
So, he wanted her to marry him.
He took every word she said to heart.
Song Yiyi wanted to cry again, and pursed her lips, "Did you hear me? I will marry you in this life, and I will marry you in the next life. It will always be you."
"Cen Yue, I love you."
A tear rolled down her cheek.
There was a frivolous and sparkling light in Song Yiyi's eyes. Her eyes were crying, but her heart was smiling.
Time seemed to be stretched infinitely.
Cen Yue's ears were buzzing, and everything around him was drifting away from him.
There was only Song Yiyi left in his eyes.
My heartbeat started to quicken, faster and faster.
My chest feels tight.
Something is expanding.
The throat feels dry and breathing becomes heavier.
Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Song Yiyi quickly got up, broke free from Cen Yue's hand, picked up the envelope and put it into his mouth.
She moved very quickly.
Cen Yue stared blankly.
Song Yiyi was a little anxious and shouted: "Breathe in for three seconds, hold your breath for one second, and breathe out for four seconds."
Song Yiyi blamed herself badly.
She shouldn't have said this to Cen Yue. She was upset again!
Cen Yue's usually cold eyes became hot, with soft ripples floating in them, as if countless threads of love were entangling Song Yiyi in his eyes.
He said to the envelope: "Song Yiyi, I love you too."
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