Chapter 815 Marriage Proposal Scene in the Square

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Looking at it, Yun Bixue felt that she was caught in his affectionate gaze, and the most mysterious realm flowed out of it, full of beauty and beauty.

Her heart couldn't help beating, this was her Mr. Xie, the most beautiful and gentle Mr. Xie, and his care and gentleness were only for her.

Looking at the upward arc of Yun Bixue's mouth, with sweetness, Xie Limo's heart moved, and he couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her lips.

The fireworks in the sky continue to explode, dazzling and moving, and he and she portray the most touching and warm style under the fireworks.

There seemed to be cheers and shouts not far away, which alarmed the two of them, Yun Bixue hurriedly pushed Xie Limo away, lowered her head and leaned on his arms to calm her breathing.

Xie Limo chuckled and touched her hair, looking into the distance, the crowd seemed to be surging over there, and there was the sound of music and shouting.

After Yun Bixue's breathing calmed down, she turned her head to look and said, "Why are you so lively there?"

"Looks like the fireworks just now were set off over there."

The corners of Yun Bixue's lips lifted and said, "There is always some lively scenes in the square. ”

At this time, the little girl who sold roses also finished distributing, said hello to Yun Bixue and Xie Limo, and wanted to go home.

"Little sister, why are there so many people over there?"

The little girl said crisply: "Beautiful sister, there is an elder brother who sent flowers to his sister, and there are very beautiful flower shops, what is the proposal, I don't understand, I'm going home, my mother and brother are still waiting for me." ”

Yun Bixue waved her hand to the little girl, looked over there, and said, "It turned out to be a marriage proposal, otherwise, let's go over and have a look, and join in the fun."

Xie Limo doted: "Okay" As long as she likes to watch it, he will accompany her.

Yun Bixue excitedly took Xie Limo's hand and ran over there, and there were many people running there in the square.

Xie Limo was originally walking elegantly, but he was pulled by Yun Bixue and ran, he really hadn't run like this for a long time, just like a teenager in his youth, running

When she walked over, she was already surrounded by people, and Yun Bixue looked at it on tiptoe, only to see that a rose was placed in a heart shape, and a man knelt on the ground with a flower and proposed to the woman standing there.

Everyone was applauding and saying, "Marry him, marry him"

The woman nodded tearfully, the man put the ring on her hand, the man got up and hugged the woman in his arms, and the excited kiss was surrounded by the sound of congratulations and the applause of blessings.

Yun Bixue's eyes showed a bright light of envy, in fact, every girl has a dream of proposing marriage in her heart, and she feels in a good mood when she looks at it.

The crystal light in Yun Bixue's eyes, Xie Limo saw it in his eyes, and a trace of guilt flashed in his stunning eyes, it seemed that he hadn't proposed to his wife yet, from the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to owe his wife at all, what others had, he also wanted to give her, and he wanted to give too much.

Coming back from the square, Yun Bixue was chattering like a sparrow all the way, Xie Limo listened with a smile.

When Yun Bixue realized that she was talking too much, she suddenly closed her mouth and said softly: "Husband, have you noticed that I am particularly good at talking recently." She wondered where the quiet woman had gone

"I can say good, I will listen to what you say, and I will always hear the old."

"Don't get annoyed"

"How come, you are my wife, with you, I feel less lonely, even the air is beautiful."

The two of them were talking, and they walked under the street lamp and pulled out two long figures, and even the shadows side by side were so harmonious and warm. 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or publisher.