Xie Cheng gently hugged Tang Jun and whispered in her ear
"Ajun, you love food, so I am willing to wash your hands and make soup for you. You love reading, and I am willing to search all the books in the world for you. You have nonsensical dreams and ideas, and I am willing to realize them one by one for you. You look quiet but are clever and naughty, but I love and enjoy every aspect of you. Ajun, will you marry me?"
Tang Jun looked at the man in front of him with his ears turning red, and felt tender in his heart. Who would he marry if he didn't marry him in this life?
"Okay!"
A word weighs a thousand catties, I'm afraid it's nothing more than that.