Chapter 605 I'm Coming to Marry You

  Xiao Jiuhan sat alone on the bed for a while.

  She thought, Fu Ronglan might not come back tonight.

  So she sealed the talisman on the door, and prepared to rest early, and fly back to Shengcheng early tomorrow morning.

   It's time to be honest with the Xiao family.

   Thinking of Mr. Xiao and the rest of the Xiao family, Xiao Jiuhan sighed softly.

no party last forever.

  The door of the room was knocked suddenly, and she saw from the access control screen that Fu Ronglan was standing outside the door.

   Are you back?

  If it was Fu Ronglan, she wouldn't need to change her current appearance.

  She opened the door.

  Fu Ronglan's reaction was much calmer than when he left before.

  He looked at her and said, "You once said that you will marry me when your hair reaches your waist."

   "But you..."

  Her words were swallowed back with Fu Ronglan's next actions.

  Fu Ronglan reached out to pick up a lock of long hair from her shoulders, and her deep purple eyes looked at her without blinking.

  The long silver hair was pulled to his lips by him, and a light kiss fell on it.

   "Now, I'm going to marry you."

  Sometimes, Xiao Jiuhan had to admit that she was very unpleasant, very incomprehensible, and very good at destroying the atmosphere.

   Like now.

  Fu Ronglan's actions, Fu Ronglan's words, most girls would probably be very moved and their heartbeat would speed up.

   But she, just asked a question: "Are you sure you can?"

  Not only did she speak, but she also glanced towards Fu Ronglan in a certain direction.

  She heard Fu Ronglan laugh in a low voice.

Then…

  The aura that belonged exclusively to Fu Ronglan pressed down on her like a ferocious wave.

  Her back hit the wall, and she was forced to bear it with her head up. The door was closed by Fu Ronglan.

  On a summer night, the air in Anseong is humid and hot.

   But this air has cultivated sweet and fragrant flowers at this moment, in this room that belongs to the two of them alone.

  The seductive fragrance diffuses quietly in the air, invisible, even the high gods can't help being bewitched, falling into this billowing mortal dust, embracing each other, sinking together.

   "You really can?" Xiao Jiuhan asked fearlessly.

   Sure enough, in exchange for Fu Ronglan's harsher punishment.

  The snow-white blanket slipped from the side of the bed.

  Fu Ronglan squinted from the corner of his eyes, and caught a glimpse of Xiao Jiuhan's hand, which was clutching the bed sheet.

  At this moment, Fu Ronglan finally had a sense of satisfaction that his wish was fulfilled and his merits and virtues were complete.

  He separated Xiao Jiuhan's fingers and held hers tightly.

   "Honey, say those three words again."

  Fu Ronglan pressed against her ear and kissed her lightly.

   High Priest Xiao, with a heart of compassion and salvation for all living beings, responded to every request: "I love you."

  But Fu Ronglan was not satisfied.

  Maybe people are like this, the easier it is to get, the more you can't help but doubt its authenticity. In other words, it may be regarded as a kind of hypocrisy in disguise.

  Fu Ronglan is so hypocritical.

   "Can't you be serious? Are you a scumbag?"

   After speaking, he realized that he was wrong again.

  Can't help but have black lines all over his face.

   Not a scumbag.

   It should be a scumbag.

  Xiao Jiuhan found it interesting that Fu Ronglan's appearance was too different from her first impression of him.

  She raised her eyebrows and looked up at him: "What about you, do you love me?"

   "Of course." Fu Ronglan answered without hesitation, firmly.

  Xiao Jiuhan asked again: "How much love?"

"Unless you do not marry."

  (end of this chapter)