"Xiaolang, please marry me again!"
With a thud, Yin Qin knelt on the ground.
The sound was quite loud.
Luo Xiaolang's brows furrowed deeply.
The two looked at each other.
For a long time.
Luo Xiaolang said, "Are you possessed?"
Just moments ago, he had avoided her, now he suddenly wants her to marry him.
She really didn't know what he was thinking.
"I'm very serious. Very, very serious." Yin Qin faced Luo Xiaolang and was somewhat agitated. He was so excited that his words were slightly incoherent. Sweat could be seen on his forehead and he was kneeling straight in front of her.
Luo Xiaolang remained unmoved.
Yin Qin suddenly got up from the ground.
Luo Xiaolang knitted her brows even tighter, not knowing what he was about to do.
After standing up, Yin Qin seemed to take a deep breath.
He felt that now he couldn't manage to speak clearly. Rather, he should express himself through his actions.
Without hesitation, he stepped forward and embraced Luo Xiaolang.
