The lips and teeth split, the hot breath faded, and both of them were able to breathe fresh air.

Zheng Moyan was angry and annoyed. He was so angry that he dragged a half dead body and reluctantly came back from the gate of hell. He didn't rest and sleep in the middle of the night. He was full of desire and emotion here.

Just like this, his body can't bear it. The end of a good kiss by him is also a disgrace to his reputation as a former lover. However, no matter what he used to be, all the beauty, experience and provocative means in front of Jiang Wu are not enough.

Even if he crazily holds out a sincerity to put in front of her, can't harvest half of the feedback.

Think of here, his eyes across a trace of gloom, and then a good hiding.

No matter whether Jiang Fu's forgetting is temporary or permanent, no one can stop his decision today. It doesn't matter that she would like to hate him, interrogate him or even hate him one day.

He is a man who wants to be with her by all means.

He can do anything without breaking up her and Jin Zuo. Now God has given him this opportunity. If he procrastinates and hesitates, he will not be Zheng Moyan!

"Jiang Wu."

Zheng Moyan took a breath and finally eased the throbbing pain of the wound.

He took Jiang Wu to sit down next to the edge of the bed, wrapped her hand in the palm of his hand, and gazed into her eyes for a moment.

"Are you really OK?"

Jiang Wu sat with him, still more worried about his injury.

The voice of the nurse outside the door was getting louder and louder. About five minutes later, she couldn't stay long. She thought that she would let the nurse in to show Zheng Moyan. Don't aggravate her injury again. Then she really couldn't forgive herself.

"I'm fine."

Zheng Moyan straightened her shoulder to stop her anxious looking around.

When the two eyes met, Zheng Moyan was ready to speak -

the Adam's apple slipped, and his hesitation lasted only half a second. Finally, he asked the question that there was no way back.

"Jiang Wu, shall we get married?"

“……”

Jiang Fu was in the same place, not even surprised. Instead, she felt a pain in her head. The pictures of her marriage proposal by the river were scattered in her mind, like pouring beans.

Propose, he seems to have proposed long ago?

Watching Jiang Wu tighten her eyebrows, lower her head and sweat frequently, Zheng Moyan doesn't know that her words will stimulate her so much. Just want to change her abusive tone, let's go round for a while. She doesn't want to scare her now, but she nods slowly.

It's Zheng Moyan's turn to be surprised.

Although he asked for marriage, he didn't think Jiang Fu would agree, so quickly!

"You, you just Nodded? "

Fearing that he was wrong, Zheng Moyan put more force on her arm.

"Hiss."

Jiang Fu took a cold breath in pain, but didn't escape from his control.

Because in her eyes, Zheng Moyan is just like a child at the moment, with deep self-confidence and doubt in his eager eyes. As long as she nods her head again, she can imagine that he has the eyes of the whole world.

Idea at this point, Jiang Fu ignored the arm pain clamp.

Instead of retreating half a point, she threw herself into his arms!

Avoid his wound, gently nestle into his chest, feel his strength in the arm relaxed, Jiang Fu stretched out her hand around his shoulder, that is comfort and answer.

Zheng Moyan was tense all over. When he got the answer, his whole body softened.

Regardless of the wound, he hugged the man in his arms -

at the moment of closing, tears finally fell.