After cleansing and leaving the house, I am beautiful

Chapter 80 Be My Wife
After Qiuying took a shower, she changed into a milky white long down jacket with a hood that Duanmufeng bought. The drawstring design around the waist made it flexible and versatile. On the chest, the whole person looks very gentle and fashionable.

Qiuying walked into 303 lightly, and saw Duanmufeng fell asleep, his brows were tightly furrowed, his lips were slightly parted, and his breathing was heavy, as if he was not sleeping peacefully.

Afraid of waking him up, Qiuying just touched his forehead lightly, but she still didn't sweat.

She lowered her eyes and looked at Duanmufeng who was sleeping soundly. For the first time, she noticed that his eyelashes were long and curled, and his facial features were exquisite. She had never seen a boy who was better looking than him.

Qiuying sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at Duanmufeng's sleeping face, recalling the little things that happened between the two of them in the past six months.

When she was wounded all over by the failed marriage, it was Duanmufeng who healed her wounds like a spring breeze and gave her warmth.

He has always loved her and protected her in his own way.His expression of affection for her seems simple and direct, even rough, but in fact it contains delicacy, care and enough respect.

During the few days in Kata, Qiu Ying thought of Duanmufeng more and more frequently, and she was sure that Duanmufeng had already occupied a very important place in her heart.

Now she needs to figure out whether her feelings for him are based on family affection, friendship, or love?How much is touched by him, and how much is heartbeat?
"How long are you going to look at me like this?" Duanmufeng said suddenly, his deep eyes locked on Qiu Ying's gaze full of complicated emotions that he couldn't dodge.

Duanmufeng sat up, Qiuying hurriedly put two pillows behind him, then probed the back of his neck with her hands, and found that sweat had already leaked out.

"I'm sweating, but I don't make a sound, where is the towel?"

Duanmufeng pouted his chin towards the silver suitcase: "Inside the mezzanine of the suitcase."

Qiuying took out a towel from the trunk interlayer and gently wiped the sweat on Duanmufeng's neck and back.

Then I made him a glass of boiling water, watched him finish drinking the water, and let him lie down to sweat again.

Duanmufeng looked at Qiuying busying himself with him, like a wife taking care of her sick husband, grinning almost to the ear: "Qiuying, I suddenly don't want you to be my girlfriend."

Qiu Ying felt a little suffocated, thanks to the fact that I was moved by you just now, I didn't expect you to change so quickly, that's okay, I don't have to worry about it anymore.

Qiuying raised her eyes, glanced at him slightly, gently helped him tuck the quilt, and said expressionlessly: "I don't want to be your girlfriend either."

Duanmufeng stretched out a hand from under the quilt, held Qiuying's hand, and then pulled Qiuying to the ground less than ten centimeters away from his face with a little force.

Qiuying stared at his suddenly enlarged face, she subconsciously placed her elbow between the two of them, her head was thrown back stiffly: "What are you doing?"

Duanmufeng turned over and pushed Qiuying under her body. Qiuying pressed her elbows harder against his pressed chest, her eyes widened and her lips trembled slightly: "What do you want...?"

"Guess?" His voice was low and hoarse, his head was lowered towards her, his face was almost close to Qiuying's, so close that Qiuying's eyes couldn't focus on his face, and the hot steam from his breath sprayed directly on her. On his face, his lips parted slightly: "I will propose marriage to your brother tomorrow, and ask your brother to promise you to me as his wife."

Qiu Ying suddenly felt her breath stuck in her throat, and coughed repeatedly...

(End of this chapter)