Du Mengmeng's pupils reflected orange light.
Those light **** gleamed in her eyes, shining little by little into a picture full of flowers.
"It's so beautiful..." she couldn't help muttering.
Over the years, with Jiang Chengxi, she has attended not hundreds or dozens of grand banquets, and the wonderful decorations she has seen are countless.
But no one has ever taken her to this deserted place alone, showing her the beautiful scenery alone.
Ying Xiurui still held Du Mengmeng's hand, but knelt down on one knee.
When Du Mengmeng didn't react, she just felt cold on her fingertips...
There is something metal that I put on my finger.
"I don't seem to have officially proposed to you." Ying Xiurui looked up at the woman in front of him.
Under the gentle light, she was more beautiful than usual. For the first time, he discovered that his luck was so good that she was cute...she was really beautiful.
The next words are so logical.
"Marry me, Mengmeng."
The light in Du Mengmeng's eyes became brighter and brighter, like a puddle of water, flowing waves.
In silence, she squeezed Ying Xiurui's hand tightly.
Some people are cold and indifferent, ruthlessly numb, just because they have never tasted a little tenderness.
So, as long as you lose it well, you can let her treat you...
Just because I have never felt the sincerity of others, I will take out all of my own and offer it because of others' sincerity.
Ying Xiurui did not wait for Du Mengmeng's answer.
But the corners of his lips are undoubtedly flying.
He also shook Du Mengmeng's hand and stood up with her strength. When he was about to stand firm, he suddenly staggered.
When Du Mengmeng wanted to hold him, he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly.
"Mengmeng." He stroked her hair.
He sniffed her hair.
In the past, the smell of her body was light, but tonight there was a tempting scent, which was sniffed into his nose, slowly sketching some restless images in his mind, causing his blood flow to increase. ...
He put his arms around her, unconsciously a little stiff, and the palms of his hands were hot with sweat.
"Mengmeng..." He called her again, her voice softer and hoarse, "I seem to really...like you..."
Du Mengmeng kept his head buried, resting his forehead on his shoulder.
Ying Xiurui drew a little distance from her and stared at her face. He saw that her face seemed to be intoxicating red, and her lips were sweet red, and he wanted to lower his head without realizing it...
However, Du Mengmeng turned his head.
"These lights..." She broke the somewhat charming atmosphere and interrupted what he wanted to do next, "How did you know?"
"It was Zhengzheng who told me." Ying Xiurui smiled, put her arms around her waist, and looked at the beautiful lanterns side by side with her, "She asked me to take you to admire it tonight. Do you like it?"
However, Du Mengmeng's heart turned several turns. Su Yanyun told Ying Xiurui that he also asked him to bring her over?
"Then An Mingchen made these specially for Zhengzheng." She frowned slightly.
Ying Xiurui thought she was disgusting that this was not designed for her, and quickly held her hand, "Mengmeng likes it, I will design more gorgeous for you in the manor in the future, and I will change it for you every quarter. theme."
Growing up, Du Mengmeng felt that his heart was full when he was so spoiled by a man for the first time.