She raised an eyebrow.
She turned her head to look at the man in front of her.
He turned around just then, and the moment their eyes met, he smiled.
However, within two or three seconds, he quickly wiped the smile off his face.
You could tell he was a little nervous.
As he walked over from the front, Feng Jue's hands were unsure of what to do.
Seeing his clumsy appearance, Rong Shang burst out laughing.
"What, are you going to propose to me?"
Before he even came over, Rong Shang had already started talking to herself.
This sentence completely panicked him.
Even the steps I took were a beat off.
"..."
Sighing, Feng Jue felt helpless.
He walked over, bent two fingers, and gently pinched the tip of her nose.
"You've already said everything, what am I supposed to say?"
He had waited a long time for this opportunity.
Now……
His face looked sour.
Rong Shang could tell that he harbored deep resentment.
She parted her red lips and smiled with interest.
Rong Shang walked up to him, and as she stood on tiptoe, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Feng Jue took the opportunity to hug him.
She leaned in and kissed him on both cheeks.
"Do I have to teach you what to say?"
The gaze in front of me was too intense.
Feng Jue blushed as she stared at him.
He pursed his lips, lowered his head, and nodded.
"I...I understand."
I was so nervous, my palms were sweating.
When he was about to kneel down on one knee, he ended up kneeling on the other side instead.
A woman's low, mocking laughter came from above.
Feng Jue was so anxious that beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Thinking to myself, it's all her fault.
That bastard.
They'll only cause trouble.
But then, a soft little hand suddenly covered it.
He wiped it on his forehead.
Feng Jue's gaze froze as he heard her gentle voice.
"Don't rush, take your time."
Her sudden gentleness calmed his restless heart.
Feng Jue bit his lip and suddenly laughed.
Kneel on one knee.
He took the ring out of his pocket.
He looked up, his deep and passionate gaze slowly meeting hers.
The man parted his thin lips slightly, speaking slowly and deliberately.
"Sheng Chang'an, will you marry me?"
That day, the sun shone brightly outside.
When it shines in through the window.
Golden light fell on the pure white wedding dress.
Rong Shang and he looked at each other.
for a long time.
After a while, he started to feel nervous again.
The woman barely moved her lips.
She spoke very softly.
But Feng Jue still heard it.
She said...
"I do."
*
(The Twenty-First Plane)
(over)
*
evening.
The wind was howling outside.
Just as Rong Chang lay down.
Someone has arrived in the living room downstairs.
At that time, the woman was talking to the original owner's mother.
The voice was broken and intermittent.
But when it reached her ears, Rong Shang still heard it.
They are talking about one person.
It is said that this woman knows everything.
Everyone who had their fortune told by her praised her as being better than a living deity.
During this time, the original owner's father suddenly became bedridden.
Within a month, the Luo family took him to every hospital in Blue City, but none of them could diagnose what was wrong with him.
Madam Luo was also anxious.
Upon hearing the woman say this, she immediately offered to take Master Luo to see it.
It's possible that it's been possessed by some kind of demon or monster.
A promise is a promise.
Rong Shang had just overheard Madam Luo telling her friend to wait downstairs, and soon she went upstairs herself.
Light footsteps approached.
Rong Shang frowned and immediately stood up.
As soon as Madam Luo arrived, the door, which had been tightly closed, suddenly clicked shut.
The door opened, and Rong Shang called out to her, "Mom, where are you rushing off to in such a hurry?"
At that moment, Madam Luo waved her hand and said only one sentence in haste.
"I'll take your father to see a doctor."
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