"Let's get married."
"Bang!" The half-raised coffee cup suddenly fell out of hand, and the turbid liquid overflowed from the poured cup to the edge of the table.
Chi Weiran watched with some frustration as Nangong stood up in a hurry and called the waiter to clear the table again, his pride slightly hurt.
"Is marrying me really so hard for you to accept?" She looked at Nangong Ye narrowly, trying to hide the grievance in her heart.
"I'm sorry, I lost my composure." Tsk tsk, this man seems to be able to remain calm even in the face of any embarrassing things, which makes people jealous. "I didn't mean that, I was just too surprised." Nangong also paused for a moment, "Can I know why?"
"Because I love you!" Chi Weiran winked at him as if joking, but she believed that Nangong also knew that she was telling the truth - she had never concealed her love for him in front of anyone, and there was no reason for him not to know or not believe it.
Conception: