Chapter 163 (1/2)
Pink Crystal petals are more delicate.
Among the blooming stamens, there is a heart of eternity white diamond.
Tears, like a curtain of broken beads in a dream.
At this moment, wantonly straight down, full of a Jinghua tears
Originally, there is a kind of love, do not speak, it has been crying
……
Vernon Ji got up from the sofa and knelt down at Ai Qianqian's feet.
Charming smoke eyes, gently raised.
At the bottom of her eyes, the deep black glow locked her tearful cheek and released her unique love,
”Shallow, when I was 12 years old, that was the first time I saw you.
See you sitting in the night sky, curved eyes smile brighter than the stars.
At that moment, I fell in love with you.
So I decided, I want to marry you. ”
In the soft light, the handsome outline of the man is more firm.
……
”That year, I asked you when you were going to get married.
You tell me, twenty.
From twelve to twenty, I watched you transform from a beautiful little girl into a beautiful little woman.
When I was 19 years old, you were hurt, but I didn't stay by your side... ”
Man's voice has been shaking, stained with deep sorrow.
Heart, mercilessly hurt, hang the palm of the hand, tightly clenched, a layer of white war.
”Twenty years old, I'm back.
I swear, in this life, I will use my life to protect you
With my life, for you a lifetime smile
Outside the window, the bright white moonlight penetrates into the room, lingering with the soft light of the house, affectionate and safe. The music of deep affection is beating with notes.
……
Ji Tianqi picked up the ring in the box, his hoarse voice suddenly stopped, and then said softly in a more sincere and firm tone,
”Ai Qianqian, I love you and I want to marry you.
AI Qianqian, marry me
AI Qianqian never thought that he would be protected by one person for eight years!
Young promise, he will stick to for eight years.
From twelve to twenty.
He loves her more than she loves him
……
Click---
A tear fell on the diamond ring and into the blooming stamen.
In the moonlight---
AI Qian nodded gently,
”Good.”
Wanliu tears, along the open lips fall into, but so sweet.