Under Jiang Shiyue's insistence, Chen Shanhe took a step back and said that he would return it to Wu Xiu'e after the wedding and when he returned to the army.
Speaking of the wedding, Chen Shanhe hesitated and said, "Jiang Shiyue, have you made up your mind this time?"
"What?" Jiang Shiyue raised his head in confusion.
She sat on the edge of the bed and he stood in front of her.
"Have you decided to marry me?"
With just these words, Jiang Shiyue suddenly felt that the air in the room became a little condensed and the temperature rose a lot.
She inexplicably felt a little nervous and lowered her head without looking at Chen Shanhe.
He uttered a soft "hmm".
Chen Shanhe almost knelt on one knee in front of Jiang Shiyue, looked up at her face, and solemnly promised: "I won't let you regret marrying me!"
"I believe it." Jiang Shiyue spoke, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.
Under the soft light, Jiang Shiyue was incredibly beautiful, with beautiful eyes, white teeth, and a sweet smile.
Chen Shanhe's heartbeat slowed down, his Adam's apple rolled, and he uncontrollably half-raised his head and leaned closer to Jiang Shiyue.
Kissed Jiang Shiyue's lips.
The faint smell of tobacco enveloped Jiang Shiyue from the outside to the inside.
Jiang Shiyue clutched the bed sheet tightly with both hands, staring at Chen Shanhe in a daze, forgetting to react.
His face was so big in front of her that his long eyelashes were about to poke her eyes.
"Be good and close your eyes." Chen Shanhe reminded in a hoarse voice.
Jiang Shiyue closed her eyes, loosened her hands that were holding the bed sheet, and took the initiative to hook her arms around Chen Shanhe's neck.
Encouraged, Chen Shanhe put his arms around Jiang Shiyue's waist and became more passionate.
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