Beautiful Lady

"Don't you mind?" Bing Jingcheng said with satisfaction, pressing her head against Lin Qing's neck. Lin Qing angrily stepped on Bing Jingcheng, but still couldn't escape his arms. I could smell a faint fragrance in my nose, and I was actually a little obsessed with it. Bing Jingcheng looked her in the eyes: "Lin Qing, be my woman." Looking at Bing Jingcheng with a serious face in front of her, Lin Qing was a little lost. I really want to promise him, I really want to be with him. But they had only known each other for less than half a day, so had they fallen so quickly?