"Poof!" Thinking of the tangled look when he said this, Yan Ling couldn't help but laugh.

was washing rice for a while, and remembering what Mrs. Yi said, his eyes became gloomy again.

This may be the last time she will cook for him, right?

Yan Ling grabbed the hand of the basket, tightened suddenly, narrowed his eyes, hid the bitterness in his eyes, and prepared dinner with quick movements.

Yi Haiyin came faster than she expected, she had just scooped the rice and put it in the pot, and he arrived, just like waiting downstairs, just waiting for her to agree with him to go upstairs.

Holding a large bouquet of red roses in his hand, delicate flowers, under the light, the water droplets on the petals are like crystals, reflecting a heart-palpitating luster.

"I'll help you." Yi Haiyin stuffed a large handful of roses into her arms and took the initiative to enter the kitchen.

"No, you go out and let me do it myself." Yan Ling stopped him, his beautiful eyes were washed with tears, and they were exceptionally crystalline.

Yi Haiyin met her gaze and couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her lips.

"Hmm!" Yan Ling was pressed against the wall by him at once, his thin body was shrouded by his tall body, and he had to work hard to raise his head to kiss it.

"Yi Haiyin, eat first!" Yan Ling finally found a chance to breathe and reminded with a red face.

Hearing this, Yi Haiyin let go of her unsatisfied.

Let her turn to cook, and he will go to the living room with the roses in his arms.

Put the roses down and call the old waiter.

While Yan Ling was cooking in the kitchen and didn't pay attention to what he was doing, she secretly rearranged her living room, and finally put the ring she had just gotten in her hand and put it on the dining table that belonged to her.

Then he poured two glasses of red wine, put them in their respective places, and waited for her to come out.

"It's time to wash your hands and eat." Yan Ling shouted softly, and then walked out of the kitchen with a dish in one hand.

As soon as I walked into the living room, I saw the English letters made of red roses, and my footsteps were stunned.

The next second, his eyes moved to the dining table.

The transparent glass dining table has also been carefully arranged at the moment, the petals of red roses are spelled out with the words "marry me", and there is a black velvet box in front of her.

Yan Ling stood in place, as if she was scared stupid, for a long time, she just stood there quietly, staring at the scene in front of her that shocked her.

"Ling'er, marry me, okay?" Yi Haiyin's handsome figure stepped forward, picked up the velvet box from the dining table, and knelt down on one knee in front of her.

He opened the velvet box, and the wedding ring inside radiated a dazzling sheen.

Just at a glance, Yan Ling fell in love with the ring.

As if she couldn't react, her eyes widened, looking at Yi Haiyin who was kneeling in front of her, half loud, like a frightened rabbit, she suddenly stepped back.

Even the two dishes in his hand fell out of his hand.

With a bang, it fell to the ground and spilled all over the ground.

A few drops of vegetable juice splashed onto Yi Haiyin's white suit, staining his clothes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to......" Yan Ling came back to his senses, hurriedly rushed forward, pulled out a tissue, and wiped his clothes for him.

As soon as his hand touched his chest, his wrist was grabbed by Yi Haiyin.

His cold eyes, revealing a deep sense of unease, grabbed her hand, constantly tightened, and held her a little painfully.

"Ling'er, you haven't answered my question yet, are you willing to marry me?"

"......" Yan Ling's body stiffened, and he bit his lip hard before he could hold back the answer that he was about to blurt out.