Zheng Ling took his hand, "don't I accompany you now?"

Zhan hanjue: "it's a disease. You have to be cured."

Zhan hanjue sighed helplessly and looked into the distance.

At this time, the clock square of tourmaline rings.

He looked at the hour, minute and second hands of the clock. It's 520. Zhan hanjue didn't care. He just knelt down in front of Zheng Ling with a puff, and everyone around him was scared.

"Hello, Mr. Zhan, what's wrong with you? What are you doing? " Yan Zheng asked.

Zhan hanjue took out the proposal ring from the inside pocket of his suit, and everyone had an epiphany.

Master Zhan is going to propose to his daughter-in-law!

Unable to laugh or cry, Zheng Ling secretly said to Zhan hanjue, "brother Jue, the proposal is to kneel down on one foot." Remember the website m.luoqiuzw.com

the face of Han Jue is covered with pig liver color in an instant.

then adjusts the kneeling position, lifts the ring, asks the Zheng Ling Ling affectionately, "answers my three question."

Zheng Ling nodded her head.

"Will you marry me?"

Zheng Ling nodded cheerfully, "EH."

"Next life, if we will encounter so many disasters, will you still marry me, Zheng Ling?"

"Well."

"Say I will." Zhan hanjue's correct way.

Zheng Ling said in a loud voice, "I will."

Yan Zheng covered his face, "I can't see it. It's the most lavish proposal I've ever seen. Men don't know that the proposal is to kneel down on one foot, while women can't get married. " Make complaints about the battle of

, "the war of the cold and the Zheng Ling", and ignore the Yan Tun's Tucao, and the war of Han Quzhi: "Zheng Ling, marry me, your elder brother brother will protect you for life." How are you

Zheng Ling jumps directly to Zhan hanjue, "I do, I do."

Zhan hanjue stumbled and two of them rolled to the ground.

Zhan hanjue's hand protected the back of Zhengling's head for fear that she would be hurt.

His subtle action moved Yu Chengqian inexplicably.

If it was him, he could not protect Zheng Ling so carefully.

Zhan hanjue's love for Zhengling is the precipitation of time and the accumulation of suffering, which can be integrated into the life and death of blood and bone.

Yan Zheng got up, pulled Zheng Ling up and said, "it's a shame. Zhan ye, every moment of your life is so bright. You are so embarrassed to propose. Do you regret it? "

Zhan hanjue sat on the grass, looking at the bright Zheng Ling. Shake your head.

As long as Zheng Ling is happy, he doesn't care.

"I didn't expect that the marriage proposal ceremony was so broken."

At this time, there was a roar in the sky. People looked up and saw a small black helicopter hovering overhead.

The helicopter casts a strong light. With the change of the arrangement and combination of helicopters, the light will converge into fonts and various patterns.

From the time Zhengling met Zhan hanjue, who was 12 years old and 18 years old, from his first love in a muddle, to his love of life and death, and then to his happy and bitter company www.novelhall.com ,thefastestupdateofthewebnovel!