She does.

She was willing to marry him.

If he had asked her that a day earlier, she would have answered without hesitation.

But now, she couldn't say yes.

From the beginning, they weren't supposed to be together.

Her existence will only become a barrier between him and his parents.

"Ling'er......" Yi Haiyin's eyebrows frowned slightly, and there was a trace of uncertainty in her eyes, anxious to hear her answer.

Catching a glimpse of the tears in the corners of her eyes, his pupils tightened.

The hand gently let go of her, as if he knew her answer.

In the next second, Yan Ling reached out and hugged his neck and took the initiative to kiss him.

"Yi Haiyin, you want me." Yan Ling closed his eyes, suppressed the tears in his eyes, and kissed his thin lips, his handsome face, and his sexy Adam's apple......

She is like a moth to a fire, knowing the end, she still wants to fight for once.

"......" Yi Haiyin was shocked and looked at her in disbelief.

She was, promised?

Yi Haiyin was overjoyed, hugged her as a princess, and strode towards the bedroom.

Pressed her down on the bed and kissed her excitedly on the eyebrows.

"Ling'er, my Ling'er......" From today onwards, she will become completely his.

By my name, by your name.

Yi Haiyin was mentally prepared, wanting to wait for Yan Ling to slowly adapt to him, even if she was still scared today, it didn't matter if she pushed him away.

But from beginning to end, he didn't feel her resistance.

At the last moment, her body trembled slightly, as if she was afraid, sweat kept dripping down Yi Haiyin's handsome face, and she was about to retreat, but she heard her hoarse voice.

Faint, but clear, word by word.

"Yi Haiyin, I love you......"

A simple sentence instantly gave him enough courage.

Yi Haiyin was like a person who was in despair and got hope, frantically blocked her lips, and finally, he didn't give her a chance to back down, and took her for himself inch by inch.

In every part of her body, there was a mark that belonged to him.

A night of madness to the extreme.

No one can remember when it started and when it ended.

Yi Haiyin hugged the person in her arms tightly, as if she wanted to rub her into her body.

Looking at her tired and sleepy face, kissing her closed eyes in distress, staring into her eyes, like looking at your own treasure.

looked at the mottled marks on her body, and couldn't help but be annoyed by her impatience, and let her pillow on her chest and fall asleep in her arms.

After a few seconds, Yi Haiyin seemed to suddenly remember something, and turned his head to look at the living room.

Seeing the ring box that fell on the ground, his eyes flashed, he got up gently, stepped forward, picked up the ring box, took out the wedding ring from it, and walked back to the bed.

Looking at Yan Ling, who was sleeping quietly, he quietly took her hand and put the ring on her ring finger.

He lowered his head and kissed her white fingers, his thin lips pressed against the wedding ring he put on for her, and whispered, "Ling'er, my wife." ”

In his mind, as if he had sketched a painting, his beloved Ling'er would soon wear a holy wedding dress, under the gaze of his relatives, step by step towards him, and swear with him that he would never leave him for the rest of his life under the witness of God......

"Hmm......" Yan Ling, who was asleep, muttered as if he heard something.

The corners of Yi Haiyin's mouth hooked into a smile, lay back on the bed, and reached out to hold her into his arms.

Slowly close your eyes.