Her body was sore and soft, she moved her body, only to find that she was weak all over, and her legs were extremely soft.

She held up her hand and wanted to get up, but found that her fingers were a little strange. She raised her hand and was startled suddenly by the ring that suddenly appeared on her finger.

"Wake up?" Jiang Ci walked in holding the tray, and saw her staring at his hand, her thin lips slightly raised.

"Jiang Ci, this doesn't count." Su Yue raised her eyes, a pair of black almond eyes gleaming in the warm yellow light.

"I asked you for your opinion, but you didn't answer. Silence means you agreed." Jiang Ci walked towards her unhurriedly. He bent over to hug her, resting his chin on the side of her warm neck. The voice coaxed, "Xiao Yue'er, let's hold the wedding again." At that time, he was blind, and the wedding was so simple that it could not be counted.

"I'm asleep, I don't know at all, Jiang Ci, you're a rogue." Su Yue said in a muffled voice.

Jiang Ci raised his eyebrows and scolded, "Trouble!"

Then, he let go of her, and in Su Yue's astonishment, he knelt down on one foot beside the big bed, Qing Jun's face was handsome and dazzling in the warm light. He held Su Yue's white wrist, "Su Yue, marry me?"

No flowers, no preparation, just on the big bed.

Seeing the man's rare serious look, Su Yue blinked slowly, she looked back at him, her beautiful almond eyes curled up, she nodded vigorously.

OK.