"Apoh!" Yan Ling couldn't help but laugh at the tangled look when he said this sentence.

After a pause when she was washing rice, her eyes became dim again when she thought of what Mrs. Yi had said.

This may be the last time she has cooked for him, right?

Yan Ling grabbed the basket's hand, suddenly tightened, and closed his eyes, concealing the bitterness in his eyes, preparing dinner quickly.

Yi Haiyin came faster than she thought. She had just picked up the rice, put it in the pot, and he arrived, just as if she had been waiting downstairs until she agreed to him to go upstairs.

I was holding a large bunch of red roses and delicate flowers in my hand. Under the light, the water drops on the petals were like crystals, reflecting the palpitating luster.

"I'll help you." Yi Haiyin stuffed a 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 especially crystal clear.

Yi Haiyin met her gaze and couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed her lips.

"Hmm!" Yan Ling was pressed against the wall by him at once. His thin body was enveloped by his tall body, and he had to lift his head hard to cooperate with the kiss.

"Yi Haiyin, eat first!" Yan Ling finally found a chance to breathe, blushing to remind.

Hearing this, Yi Haiyin let go of her unfinishedly.

Letting her turn around to cook, he held the rose and went to the living room.

Put the roses down and call the old waiter.

While Yan Ling was cooking in the kitchen without paying attention to what he was doing, she secretly rearranged her living room, and finally put the ring she had just received on the table where she belonged.

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

"You can wash your hands and eat." Yan Ling yelled softly, then walked out of the kitchen with a dish in one hand.

I just walked into the living room and saw the English letters arranged by the red roses, and I stopped.

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

The transparent glass dining table was also carefully arranged at this moment. The petals of red roses spelled out the words "Marry me". In front of her, there was a black cashmere box.

Yan Ling stood there blankly, as if she was frightened. For a long time, she just stood there quietly, staring at the scene that shocked her.

"Ling'er, marry me, okay?" Yi Haiyin Junyi walked forward, picked up the cashmere 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 was shining brightly.

With just a glance, Yan Ling fell in love with the ring.

She seemed to be unable to react, her eyes widened, looking at Yi Haiyin who was kneeling in front of her, for a while, she suddenly backed away like a frightened rabbit.

Even the two dishes in his hand fell from his hands.

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

A few drops of vegetable juice splashed on Yi Haiyin's white suit and stained his clothes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..." Yan Ling recovered, rushed forward, drew a tissue, and wiped his clothes.

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

His cold eyes were full of deep anxiety, holding her hand, and constantly tightening it, making her a little painful.

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

"..." Yan Ling's body stiffened suddenly, biting her lip hard, only to hold back the answer that was almost blurted out.