Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
A lingering kiss.
Di Mo Xuan seemed as though he was going to melt into her bones and blood as his arms embraced her tightly.
Ye Qing Luoâs cheeks were flushed red as her alluring eyes fluttered as she fell softly into his embrace.
A pair of slender hands encircled his neck as it hung without any strength in front of his chest.
By her ears was the manâs deep and mellow voice, as though savouring an urn of rich wine which seeped into oneâs consciousness making her giddy and intoxicated.
âLil Luoâer, rather than thanking me, why not just give your heart to me.â
Ye Qing Luoâs eyes widened.
Her heart pounded wildly as it started racing.
She looked blankly into Di Mo Xuanâs sentimental eyes, the scorching heat was like a flame, burning her entire mind and body.
He was serious.
Was this considered as.... A proposal?
Did he mean was to take her as his wife?
Ye Qing Luoâs cheeks were thoroughly red as those long luscious lashes kept fluttering.
What it concealed was a pair of bashful eyes.
She had never thought of matters of the heart to the extent of getting married
She only felt that it was enough for the both of them to be together, to get acquainted, to fall in love.
âLil Luoâer.â Di Mo Xuanâs slender fingers locked her lower jaw as his gaze slowly intensified, âDonât tell me, youâve never thought of becoming my wife?â
Ye Qing Luo blinked in an extremely innocent way, âWeâve just got acquainted not too long ago and havenât totally understood each other yet so regarding marriage.... Isnât it a little too soon?â
âNot soon.â A non-hesitant reply directly broke off Ye Qing Luoâs words, âFrom the moment that Iâve got together with you, Iâve decided to accompany you for the rest of my life.â
That voice was sonorous and powerful, and extremely determined.
Ye Qing Luoâs heart had once again been touched.
Her heart was in a mess, so messy that she had no way to consider any problems carefully.
Indeed... what Qiao Jin and the rest said were right.
It was only when she was beside Di Mo Xuan that she was like a woman, a real woman.
She had always been independent and self reliant, so she was used to being alone.
But in the front of Di Mo Xuan, she had a womanâs emotions and psychological state.
This feeling was something which only Di Mo Xuan could give her.
Ye Qing Luoâs slender fingers coiled tightly around Di Mo Xuanâs robe slowly.
She raised her head and gazed at Di Mo Xuanâs shiny lower law and elegant lines, âAh Xuan, how long.... is a lifetime?â
âNo matter how long you want it to be, Iâll grant it to you.â Di Mo Xuan caressed her face as his fingertips were slightly cold. His pair of peach blossom eyes were so gentle that water could be squeezed out from it.
His gaze was getting fiery by the moment.
Ye Qing Luoâs cheeks turned crimson red.
No matter how long she wanted it to be, he would grant it to her.
She knew that Di Mo Xuan was never one to make false promises.
For him to say such things, that represented his determination.
Ye Qing Luoâs inner heart was filled with overwhelming warmth from Di Mo Xuanâs words.
She grabbed hold of Di Mo Xuanâs hand as her fingers clasped into his, with ten fingers tightly woven together.
Her eyes were sparking with laughter as her gaze congealed on their crossed hands and she was brimming with a light smile, âAlright, Iâm willing to get married with you.â
Di Mo Xuanâs expression was overjoyed as his large palm held on to Ye Qing Luoâs little hand.
His arms tightened as he embraced her tighter. His hair that was casually tied scattered on his half exposed chest and he looked extremely bewitching.
âLil Luoâer, you really...â
His words had barely escaped from his mouth.
When he saw Ye Qing Luoâs pink lips curled up while a flash of craftiness flashed past her charming eyes, âBut.... there is a pre-requisite before we get married.â
Di Mo Xuan narrowed his eyes as he consciously knew that what Ye Qing Luo was going to say next, was something which he didnât wanted to hear.
As expected, he heard that ladyâs sweet melodious voice continuing, âAh Xuan, I know that you donât mind the disparity between us. But if we were to marry, then I must hold the rights to be able to walk hand in hand next to you, to become your aide.â