Chapter 2109

Leng Shutong repressed the mood of a day, at the moment it was difficult to say choked.

A moment later, atine was close to her.

Atin let out a cry, then rubbed her face with his horse's head.

Leng Shutong kept breathing deeply, and put her cheek against atine, with mixed feelings in her heart.

The so-called busy, is really an excuse!

How can she not see the scenery and things of this Racecourse? It's all carefully prepared by Han Yunting for her!

There are so many white petals, so many bright balloons, and Han Yunting in a straight suit, walking towards her with flowers.

It's so unforgettable!

Leng Shutong let go of atin and looked straight at the man in front of him!

In a trance, Leng Shutong pulled off the corner of his clothes.

She remembered that she was still wearing yesterday's shirt and jeans, and that the collar of her silver shirt was splashed with oil when she had just eaten.

So embarrassed dress, but to face such a wonderful scene.

Leng Shutong's eyes were red and she wanted to cry!

At this time, Han Yunting has been holding hands flower, standing in front of her.

I can see that he was very nervous, holding the bouquet in his hands, and his thin lips were white. A few seconds later, he asked hoarsely, "stone, would you like to..."

Slow voice still in the mouth, behind the crowd do not know who is a low cry: "kneel down!"

Han Yunting pause, a moment just one leg bent knee, kneeling in front of Leng Shutong.

"No, don't kneel..."

Cold Shutong subconsciously want to stop, he is so elegant superior man, she how willing to let him kneel down.

But Han Yunting's action was faster. After kneeling down, he sent the flowers to her. "Stone, I want to marry you. Will you marry me?"

As soon as Leng Shutong was about to nod, a helpless reminder came from the rear, "ring..."

Han Yunting sighed silently, drooped his eyelids in chagrin, and put the flowers into her hands. He had no experience in proposing for the first time. Even though he had rehearsed countless times before, he still forgot the most important thing.

He took out a small ring box from his suit pocket, opened the ring box in front of Leng Shutong's tearful eyes, and solemnly asked, "will you marry me?"

Cold Shu Tong hand holding flowers, choking nodded, "yes, yes, I do!"

Then she held out her left hand.

No longer hesitated, no longer tangled, he so carefully brought artine back to the country, and helped her solve the family's problems, no matter how she should not doubt his use of love.

Leng Shutong couldn't help crying, waiting for so many years of love, and finally his dream came true.

It's hard to see anyone else in front of her eyes, only Han Yunting, who is as handsome as the moon, and the pear shaped pink diamond ring he wears for her.

Han Yunting put the ring on her ring finger and gently rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb. Next second, he bowed his head and gave her a devout kiss.

He has not yet stood up, even kneeling, still tall and upright.

Leng Shutong sobbed, "get up quickly..."

Han Yunting looked up at her cheek. When he stood up, ignoring the dust on his knees, he lifted his arm and hugged her in his arms. He patted her on the back and said softly, "don't cry..."

At that moment, Leng Shutong buried his face in his arms, but his tears were more turbulent.

Han Yunting gently kisses her forehead and whispers in her ear, "if you cry enough, I'll take you to meet your parents!"

Leng Shutong stopped crying in an instant.