The little fairy who is reborn as a school grass boss

219 Chapter 219 Sure enough, it still doesn't work?
"My girl." Lu Ziheng's deep eyes seemed to attract Shen Qinghuan, and his words fell into his ears along with the autumn wind: "It's too early to propose marriage now; but it seems too late to confirm our relationship A little bit. But I can't wait for you to grow up, so I want to book the rest of my life in advance. Would you like to fulfill this little birthday wish of mine?"

Shen Qinghuan's little face was red.

The young man in front of her had such deep and fiery eyes, how could she be willing to say such unconscionable words to reject him.

Lu Ziheng was still kneeling on the ground, as if he could feel the tension in the boy's heart.

Shen Qinghuan bent down, clasped the boy's slender wrists with both hands, and helped him up. Her voice was sweet, "The old people say that eating people is soft-spoken and short-handed. Since I took your ring, how could I?" I don't agree."

She agreed.

Lu Ziheng's body shook.

Happiness comes too suddenly.

Shen Qinghuan pulled Lu Ziheng's left hand with the ring-wearing right hand, the corner of her mouth was filled with a deep sense of happiness, and her fingertips wrote six words on his palm.

The roots of the man's ears were as red as plum blossoms blooming in the winter moon.

Lu Ziheng moved his throat, he almost forgot how to breathe evenly, just looking at the girl's beautiful face like that.

This is the girl he has loved for two lifetimes.

Shen Qinghuan also looked at him, and after a little hesitation, she seemed to want to straighten out the matter of the torn paper with herself.

"Lu Ziheng." She suddenly started calling him by his full name, even though he would prefer to hear her address him as Brother Ziheng, "You asked me the last question, and I have to ask you the last question as well."

He could feel the temperature from her right hand.

Men and women are different after all, Shen Qinghuan's hands are too small to completely wrap Lu Ziheng, but she still works hard to achieve the holding hand written in the Book of Songs.

And the next sentence to hold the hand of the son is to grow old together with the son.

Growing old with the one you love is the most romantic thing in the world.

Lu Ziheng nodded slightly, his throat was a little itchy: "You ask."

"I don't seem to have ever told that I like you." Shen Qinghuan confessed to a boy for the first time. She didn't know what language could touch people's hearts the most, so she followed her heart: "Maybe in front of you, my liking is no match for me." one.

But I still selfishly hope that when you are with me, it belongs to me completely. "

There was a sparkle in her beautiful almond eyes, which overlapped with the light in his eyes to form a beautiful rainbow bridge.

The paper was torn.

There is no need to hide it anymore.

Shen Qinghuan has never been more aware of her own intentions than at any other moment. It is different from the kind of favor she had for Wen Huaibei in her previous life, but the way girls really like boys.

her boy.

"Huh?" Lu Ziheng couldn't control himself, he hugged the girl into his arms, the familiar mint fragrance filled his heart, scratching Shen Qinghuan's heart, "I promised Dad that I wouldn't fall in love when I was in high school."

The originally good atmosphere became a little awkward at this moment.

Just when Lu Ziheng felt that he was going to be approved, Shen Qinghuan's words undoubtedly gave him a blow in the head.

really……

Still not working?

Lu Ziheng pushed the girl away from his arms with some reluctance, he dodged his gaze, turned around awkwardly, and even dared not look at her.

"But..." She didn't even finish her sentence.

Shen Qinghuan was afraid that Lu Ziheng would misunderstand, so she hurriedly clasped his wrist, her skin, which was already fair, was translucently red.

(End of this chapter)