yu tingchuan looked at her without saying a word.
the look in his eyes gave song qincheng the illusion that she was making an extremely ridiculous request.
without waiting for his reply, song qincheng half-closed her eyes. the feeling at that time was so embarrassing that she wanted to escape from the man's arms.
the next second, yu tingchuan grabbed her fidgeting little hand.
song qincheng struggled even harder, but she still could not move him at all. she heard him ask, " "you want to marry me that much?"
the mature man's voice was deep and pleasant to the ear. however, what he said seemed to have the same meaning as what she had just asked, but the subject-verb-object had been reversed. if what she had said could have placed the two of them on equal footing, then with yu tingchuan's question, she had fallen into an extremely passive situation.
song qincheng's heart was beating faster and faster, but she did not want to be at a disadvantage. " "no, i didn't,"
