She is willing.

She is willing to marry him.

If he asked her this one day earlier, she would definitely answer without hesitation.

But now, she can't agree.

They should not be together from the beginning.

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

"Ling'er..." Yi Haiyin frowned slightly, and there was a trace of uncertainty in his eyes, anxiously wanting to hear her answer.

Seeing the tears in the corner of her eyes, his pupil tightened.

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

The next second, Yan Ling reached out and hugged his neck, actively kissing him.

"Yi Haiyin, want me." Yan Ling closed his eyes, suppressed the tears in his eyes, jerky but proactively kissed his thin lips, his handsome face, his **** Adam's apple...

She is like the moth fighting the fire, knowing the ending, she still wants to fight her body once.

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

She is, agreed?

Yi Haiyin was ecstatic, hugged a princess, and strode towards the bedroom.

He pushed her down on the bed and kissed her brows and eyes excitedly.

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

Take your name by my last name.

Yi Haiyin was mentally prepared, and wanted 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 visibly trembled slightly, as if she was scared, sweat was dripping down on Yi Haiyin's handsome face, and she forbearedly prepared to retreat, but heard her muffled voice.

Weak, but very clear, every word.

"Yi Haiyin, I love you..."

A simple sentence instantly gave him courage.

Yi Haiyin seemed to be a person who had gained hope in despair. She madly blocked her lips. Finally, she didn't give her any chance to back down and took her as her own inch by inch.

In every part of her body, his mark was branded.

A night of madness to the extreme.

No one remembers when it started and when it ended.

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

Looking at her tired face, she kissed her closed eyes with distress, staring at hers as if looking at her own treasure.

Looking at the mottled marks on her body, she couldn't help but feel annoyed by her irritability, so she put her on her chest and hugged her to sleep.

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

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

Looking at the peacefully sleeping Yan Ling, she silently took her hand and put the ring on her ring finger.

He lowered his head and kissed her lush white fingers, her thin lips pressed against the wedding ring she had put on her, and she whispered softly, "Ling'er, my wife."

In his mind, it seemed to outline a picture. His beloved Linger would soon be wearing a holy wedding dress. Under the watchfulness of his relatives, he would walk towards him step by step, and swear an oath with him under the witness of God. Will never leave forever...

"Hmm..." Yan Ling in his sleep mumbled as if he had heard something.

Yi Haiyin smiled at the corner of his mouth and lay back on the bed, reaching out to hug her into his arms.

Slowly closed his eyes.