She pouted and shook her head: "Nothing, eat."

It's all the last, he really has no expression?

Mo Xiran is not stupid, so he had long guessed that he might be planning to propose again.

Looking forward silently, it was the last night.

Could it be that she was thinking too much?

At 7 pm, Zhou Yanchen received news from Zhou Xian.

He prepared a not-so-spicy evening dress for Mo Xiran, and he took her to the restaurant.

Zhou Xian's reserved seat is in the middle of the restaurant, and it seems that he has put some thought into it.

After arriving in Mo Xiran, Zhou Yanchen pretended to go to the bathroom, but in fact he was going to meet Zhou Xian.

When Zhou Xian saw Zhou Yanchen, he immediately stretched out his palm, "Where is the ring?"

Zhou Yanchen gave him the ring and asked in a deep voice: "How did you prepare?"

Zhou Xian curled his lips and said, "Absolutely romantic. First there is a violin performance, then there is a singing and dancing to cheer up, and then the waiter will bring a cake..."

When Zhou Xian said this, Zhou Yanchen's face was already as dark as iron, "Then, would you hide the ring in the cake?"

"Yes! Isn't it very romantic?"

Zhou Yanchen clenched his hands into fists.

At this moment, can he kill someone?

Tooth friction, slow vocals: "Zhou Xian."

"Um?"

"Is this how you want to propose?"

"What's wrong? Isn't it romantic?"

"Do you know, this is the most cliché way to propose marriage! You also stuff the ring into the cake!"

Taking the ring from Zhou Xian's hand, Zhou Yanchen was so angry that his whole body hurt!

Sure enough, they are all from the Zhou family!

Even the old-fashioned and vulgar complex is exactly the same!

...

The proposal failed again.

And the failure was completely complete.

On the return flight, Zhou Yanchen was always in a bad mood.

Mo Xiran didn't know what was wrong with him.

Last night, she enjoyed the candlelight, steak, and night view.

"Achen, what's wrong with you?" She asked softly, "Why are you in a bad mood?"

The proposal failed, can he be fine?

Touching her hair, he was about to say something, but the plane suddenly started to rush!

"Ah!" Mo Xiran exclaimed and hid in his arms.

The flight attendant's clear voice immediately came: "...The airplane encountered unstable airflow and bumps. Please do not leave your seat and fasten your seat belt..."

"Achen!" Mo Xiran was afraid of death, and his mind was full of news about plane crashes. "Will we die?"

The bumps are getting worse and worse!

The exclamations of passengers were everywhere!

"No!" Zhou Yanchen frowned and hugged her tightly.

Mo Xiran hugged his thin waist tightly, and his upper and lower teeth trembled.

Finally, I couldn't help but cry in fear, "I don't want to die! I haven't married you yet! I don't want to die! There is also a small bag, I want to die! I want to die!"

Zhou Yanchen kept comforting her, but in his heart...

The phoenix eyes darkened, and he gritted his teeth and took out a red velvet box from his pocket.

"Xixi!Xixi!"

Call her loudly and get her attention.

In Mo Xiran's wide eyes, his beautiful and evil face was reflected.

"Will you?"

"Ah?" Mo Xiran was stunned.

I was so stupid that I forgot about the bumps of the plane.

In his eyes and in his heart, he is the only one who can see him.

He held up the red box, and his phoenix eyes were engraved with unparalleled seriousness.

He said seriously.

He is really, proposing.

Propose to her.

"Achen, you..."

A violent bump, accompanied by a louder scream, Zhou Yanchen's hands were also unstable.

The red box trembled and was fixed by a slender, white and tender little hand.

With all eyes facing each other, the softness in her eyes was full of slightness, and she raised her eyebrows and smiled.

Zhou Yanchen also laughed, and there was a result in his heart.

He took out the ring from the box, held it in front of the two of them, and said word by word, and the male voice was sincere: "Xixi, are you willing to marry me?"

Their proposal was not affected at all, and was carried out steadily under the circumstances of life and death.

Even if I wait a moment...

It doesn't matter.

Before that, she had become his wife.

He is Zhou Yanchen's only wife.

"Will?" His palms were sweating, and his slender fingers that pinched the ring were a little cramped because they tried too hard.

Still, I was nervous.

More nervous than any situation.

"I do!" Mo Xiran shouted.

I wish I could do it, so everyone in the world knew about it!

Such a marriage proposal is once in a lifetime!

Zhou Yanchen breathed out, tremblingly grasped her little hand, and locked the ring that was customized for her.

"You are mine!" He held her, and he held her cheek and kissed her deeply.

She really belongs to him.

A unique little wife.

The sweet kiss of the two also attracted the attention of the people around them, some were moved, some were puzzled, and even more angry.

When is this?

There is a marriage proposal!

Zhou Yanchen and Mo Xiran care nothing.

They just kissed each other.

The kiss keeps warming up and becomes more sweet.

In the middle, they didn't even realize the slowly flattening plane.

"Dear passengers, the plane has left the unstable airflow, please rest assured..."

"oh!"

Cheers came one after another.

Zhou Yanchen gently let go of Mo Xiran and pressed against her forehead.

In his phoenix eyes, her bright and gentle smile was more glorious than the warm sun.

With his lips curled, he hugged his little wife tightly.
To be continued...