Zhou Zimo's dark eyes were as deep as the sea, and the flowing light in his eyes was also full of Qin Su's figure.
Qin Su did not know what to do. Her hands that were holding the blanket tightened silently—
She had to admit that at this moment, when she heard these words, she suddenly felt a faint joy in her heart. Because of his words, she also felt her heart become a little soft.
However, she did not know if she should agree to it?
"Qin Su, believe me. I can give you happiness. Don't hesitate anymore."
The longer Qin Su remained silent, the more uneasy Zhou Zimo felt, the more anxious he became, as he hurriedly said.
After an unknown amount of time, Qin Su felt as if she had struggled for a century. However, she was not in a hurry to agree to Zhou Zimo. Instead, she looked at him steadily. When she heard his calm tone, there was an additional sense of heaviness in it, "I've said it before. I'm not prepared to get married. I..."
