Rebirth of the live national male god

Chapter 1150 Don't let others hear this!
He put the envelope in front of her,
After thinking about it, he simply turned on the phone's recording again.

In order to make your voice clearer under the noise of the propeller,

He even deliberately raised the volume a bit——

"This is your No. 20 love letter.

Not surprisingly, I should have successfully proposed to you by now.

Thank you, Ranran, thank you for giving me a home.

Falling in love with you was when you were 17 years old, and being with you was when you were.

The yearly love letter promised to you was when you were 19 years old.

At this time last year, I gave you nineteen love letters at once, starting from the age of one.

At that time, I still felt that writing a love letter was not such a rare thing.
After all, there are really too many things I want to say to you.

But today, when I pick up my pen, I don't know what to say.

Not because there is nothing to say, but because there are so many that I don't know what to say.

I searched online to find out what kind of words a man who just proposed successfully should say to his beloved,

But over and over again, what I can see,

It's all sweet talk from other men, I don't want to repeat it to you.

One's own mind should always be expressed by oneself,

Those hype words always seem to be missing something.

The happiest moment is always the most speechless moment,
Forgive me if I'm dumb.

But as I said at the Nobel ceremony,
Meeting you is the most beautiful scenery in my life,

I will lend you a ride of my life, and this ride will be the rest of my life. "

Yi Beichen didn't open the envelope, but looked at her with a pair of dark eyes,
But it seems that I have practiced countless times in my heart,
Slowly read out every sentence he had written down by lighting the lamp.

His voice was deep and magnetic, and when he read such affectionate love letters,

It can go straight into people's hearts.

He looked at her with more serious eyes than his tone:
"You are the romance I can't write, the love songs I can't sing, the scenery I can't see, and the bond I can't let go.

So I don't want to let go.

Mo Xiaoran, my little baby,
Since I promised one person favoritism, I would like to spend the rest of my life generously,

I love you forever. "

Compared with the previous nineteen gorgeous love letters,
This one isn't too surprising.

Even relatively speaking, it's a bit bland.

But it happened to be the deep love brought out of this plainness,

Let Moran, who has experienced many battles, couldn't help but get red ears again.

Especially when he said the phrase "my little baby" in a gentle voice,
Mo Ran really subconsciously remembered the sentence she had read——

"His voice can really make people's ears pregnant."

At that time, I thought that the person who said this sentence was simply out of his mind.

But when I think of this sentence again at this moment, I feel that it is damn appropriate.

Blinking and blinking, he glanced at his cell phone which was still recording,

Mo Ran's expression turned positive:
"What are you recording this for?"

"This?" Yi Beichen looked at the mobile phone on the table in confusion:
"Seeing that you sent a video, I will send another voice, just to make up a set,
Also let everyone help you to stare at me and remember my promise. "

"no!"

Mo Ran decisively reached for his mobile phone and clicked the end button,
After sending that recording to me,
Directly and neatly deleted the original file in his phone:

"Don't tell anyone else!

　21:[-] on November [-]~
　　good night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)