Song Xiyue glanced at him doubtfully, then reached out and took off the metal lid. The large fine bone china bowl was not filled with any delicacies, but was covered with finely chopped pink rose petals. In the middle of the petals, a red brocade

The box lay there quietly.

It's a very dreamy and romantic scene, and it seems like I've only seen it in TV plots.

Song Xiyue was a little dazed for a moment, looking at the brocade box blankly without saying anything.

Qiao Shaoan took out the brocade box from the bowl, opened it and faced her. In the small brocade box, he saw a bright diamond ring shining brightly.

He knelt on one knee in front of her, stared at her affectionately, and said word by word: "Xiaoyue, will you marry me?"

There was no one else in the man's handsome eyes, only her appearance at that moment.

Song Xiyue looked at his left hand holding the ring. His hand was white and slender, and it was indeed suitable for holding a scalpel. His index finger was also wrapped with thick gauze, which was injured by a knife while cooking for himself.

A man who loves her, a man who loves her and has never touched his fingers, is willing to wash his hands and make soup for her.

Although he is not perfect, he is very attentive to himself. In the past six months of their relationship, he has been very accommodating to her, spoiling her coquettishness and doting on her temper.

When she met a man who was so devoted to her, she had a hunch that her life would be completely happy in the future.

"Seeing that you are so sincere and gloriously wounded, I will reluctantly agree to it." Song Xiyue said and stretched out her left hand in front of his eyes.

When Qiao Shaoan saw that she had agreed to him, he held her hand and solemnly put the ring on the ring finger of her left hand slowly.

"Xiaoyue, wife, I love you!" Qiao Shaoan lowered his head and pressed a passionate kiss on the back of her hand, while the other hand he placed behind his back made a scissors gesture in the direction of Yin Mochen.

This trick was just taught to him by Yin Mochen in the kitchen. He has proposed to Song Xiyue more than ten times in the past six months, but unfortunately he was rejected every time. The money spent just to buy the engagement ring is probably enough for Yin Mochen.

I bought a sea view villa next door.

Today, he asked Yin Mochen for advice, and Yin Mochen taught him this trick! Sure enough, women are always the most soft-hearted species. He just wrapped his fingers in a slightly exaggerated way, but the effect was surprisingly good!

Song Xiyue looked at the man half-kneeling in front of her, and suddenly felt her nose sore. She was twenty-five years old this year, and she was older than younger, and today, she finally agreed to the proposal of the man in front of her.

She feels that she is very happy today, and her best friend has witnessed her happiness. In the future, like Xia Xia, she will have a happy family and a cute and naughty baby. Only that kind of life will be complete.

"Gulu...Gulu..." A sound of hunger interrupted this romantic proposal.

Everyone turned sideways and looked at the doll that made the sound.

Under everyone's gaze, Huaihuai embarrassedly scratched his head: "Uh... my stomach wants to eat... Sichuan and Auntie, are you okay?"

"Okay." Qiao Shao'an stood up from the marble floor, walked to Bad Bad, and carried her to the chair, "Follow uncle, let's get started!"
Chapter completed!