*There is a slight mature scene in this chapter. If you feel uncomfortable with it, you can skip it after this (*) mark.*
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Han Yuanjun looked at Liang Zixuan's reddened face, knowing that she had truly recovered from her fever.
His hand suddenly gripped the phone tightly and he threw it to the side before pushing her onto the bed and pressing her down.
Liang Zixuan jumped in fright. Reflexively, she put both of her hands on her chest, covering it. "What are you trying to do?"
Han Yuanjun smirked, "Propose."
Liang Zixuan immediately panicked. "Aren't you supposed to be on your knees when you propose to me?"
Han Yuanjun pointed at his leg and said confidently, "I'm on my knees."
Liang Zixuan looked down. Right now, her legs were spread apart as he knelt in the middle of it. Han Yuanjun was really on his knees.
She felt a headache coming. "No, this is not a marriage proposal. You ..."
