Chapter 495

A kiss, lingering.

Di Mo Xuan seemed to want to knead her into his bones and blood as his arms wrapped around her tightly.

Ye Qing Luo's cheeks were flushed red and her eyes were like silk as she fell into his arms.

A pair of slender hands that were wrapped around Di Mo Xuan's neck rested weakly on his chest.

In her ears, the man's deep voice, as if tasting a jar of sweet wine, so seeping into her heart, making her dizzy, making her intoxicated.

"Lil Luo 'er, don't thank me. Why don't you repay me with your body?"

Ye Qing Luo's pupils suddenly widened.

His heart violently trembled, and then began to beat faster.

She stared blankly at Di Mo Xuan's pair of affectionate eyes. That scorching gaze was like a flame, burning her body and mind.

He was serious.

Was this … a marriage proposal?

Did he mean that he wanted to marry her?

Ye Qing Luo's cheeks flushed red and those curly long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.

What was concealed was a pair of shy and charming eyes.

Marrying Di Mo Xuan was something that she had never thought about.

He only felt that it was enough for two people to be together, to know each other, to know each other, to love each other.

"Little Luo 'er." Di Mo Xuan's slender fingers clasped onto her lower jaw, and that jet black pupils, gradually turned dense, "Don't tell me, you've never thought of becoming my wife?"

Ye Qing Luo blinked her eyes innocently, "We haven't known each other for long and we don't have a complete understanding of each other. Talking about marriage …. Isn't it a little too early?"

"It's not early." Without any hesitation, he directly interrupted Ye Qing Luo's words, "From the moment I got together with you, I had already decided to accompany you for life."

That voice was sonorous and firm.

Ye Qing Luo's heart was shaken once again.

His heart was in a mess, so messed up that he couldn't think of anything else.

As expected … Qiao Jin and the others were right.

Beside Di Mo Xuan, she was like a woman, a real woman.

He had always been independent and was used to being alone.

But in front of Di Mo Xuan, there was a woman's emotions and mentality.

This kind of feeling, only Di Mo Xuan could give her.

Ye Qing Luo's slender fingers curled up Di Mo Xuan's robe bit by bit.

She raised her head and gazed at Di Mo Xuan's smooth chin, the elegant lines: "Ah Xuan, how long ….. is a lifetime?"

"However long you want, I'll let you." Di Mo Xuan caressed her cheek, his fingertips were slightly cold and his pair of peach blossom eyes were so gentle that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out.

His gaze became increasingly fiery.

Ye Qing Luo's cheeks turned even redder.

It was as long as he wanted it to be.

She knew that Di Mo Xuan was never one to make promises recklessly.

The fact that he said those words represented his determination.

Ye Qing Luo's heart was filled with warmth because of Di Mo Xuan's words.

She held on to Di Mo Xuan's hand, her five fingers interlocked with his.

Her smiling eyes gazed at the hands of the two people who were holding each other's hands. She smiled and said, "Alright, I'm willing to marry you."

Di Mo Xuan was overjoyed, his large palm grasped Ye Qing Luo's little hand.

His long arms tightened, his long and narrow peach blossom eyes slightly raised. That head of cloud-like black hair was unbound and scattered over his half-exposed chest. His entire person looked extremely seductive.

"Lil Luo 'er, you're really ….."

Before he could finish his words.

But he saw Ye Qing Luo's pink lips curled up slightly as a crafty look flashed past her lively eyes, "But …. there's a prerequisite to marry you."

Di Mo Xuan narrowed his eyes, realising that Ye Qing Luo's following words were absolutely not what he wanted to hear.