Qing Huan of Ming city (6) _1

After an unknown period of time, the two of them were panting heavily and were reluctant to part.

Kang Mingcheng's warm fingers caressed her face as he said hoarsely, Mo qinghuan, let's get married.

Mo qinghuan's pupils suddenly trembled. She heard her own voice trembling, " you, are you crazy.

Married?

Them?

How was that possible?

"Maybe," Kang Mingcheng did not deny it. His deep eyes were passionate and affectionate as he gazed at her. just take it that I'm crazy. Marry me and we won't be separated.

Mo qinghuan had an impulse to agree to his request, but her rationality quickly took over her emotions.

The marriage that had been riddled with holes had long made her lose all hope in love and marriage. She had no intention of walking into the siege of marriage again.

Not to mention, it was with someone who had abandoned her.

"I won't get married." She calmly said, " especially with you.