101 Marriage Proposals: Hei Di's Sky-high Lover

Thinking of this, Zi Yang mysteriously poked the girlfriend next to her: "Take the elevator down by yourself, and then wait for me in the parking lot. I'll find someone, and if I fall in love, I'll go down and find you."

Then she dropped Cai Jingjing, went straight to the tallest building, and rushed into Fu Hong's office.

"Honghong..."

Fu Hong was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows at the moment, looking down at the whole city. He didn't know what he was thinking about. When he heard that familiar voice, he turned around, and an unconcealable tenderness was rippling on his face.

He waved to her: "Come here."

Ziyang strolled over and said mysteriously: "Honghong, close your eyes, and I will give you a small gift."

"What gift, so mysterious?"

"Close it first, quick!" Zi Yang blushed slightly.

Fu Hong pursed his lips, closed his eyes as expected, and felt a little bit of anticipation in his heart. He didn't know what gift she would give him. After talking for so long, it seemed that he had never given her any gift. blame yourself.

Seeing that his eyes were closed, Zi Yang waved her hand in front of his eyes worriedly, to make sure there was no problem, then quietly took out the red rope heart-shaped ring she wove, and put it on his ring finger.

"Are you ready?"

Zi Yang said in a clear and ear-piercing voice: "Wait a minute, you count from one to ten, and then open your eyes. Don't open your eyes before you count to ten, or I will take the gift away."

Zi Yang pointed her toes and walked out while talking.

When Fu Hong counted to ten, there was no sign of her in the office.

Helplessly, Fu Hong lowered his head, and his heart suddenly slowed down by half a beat. Those deep demon eyes looked at the ring on his ring finger for a moment, and a little red pierced into his ring without any preparation. heart.

A red ring.

No exaggerated drills, just some rope braiding.

It's not very delicate, obviously a novice.

Did she weave it herself?

When Fu Hong thought of this, his heart beat suddenly violently, and a warm spring gushed out from the bottom of his heart, running excitedly in every blood vessel in his body.

This is the first time I have received such a gift.

very special!

Very heartwarming!

so surprised!

I really... want to rub the woman who messed up his spring water into my arms, and love him fiercely, but the woman who made him so excited disappeared without a trace. It was obvious that he didn't intend to let himself succeed.

Fu Hong walked out quickly, and chased all the way downstairs, seeing Ziyang drive away and disappear in front of his eyes with a hiss, and even blew a kiss to him playfully.

However, he stretched out his hand, but he couldn't catch her.

"Hey, Prince, what are you doing standing here?" Chang Mian walked over casually with the car keys in his hand, his eyes followed Fu Hong's and fell on his ring finger.

Suddenly, he whistled mockingly.

In her heart, Wei Wei was a little uneasy: "Yo, when did the prince get so poor that he wears such poor-looking things made of rope to show off?"

Fu Hong ignored him, firmly ignored him.

Chang Mian smiled playfully: "Don't tell me that you married your sister-in-law with this kind of worthless ring?"

"This is the first gift your sister-in-law gave me." Fu Hong raised his eyebrows, with a look of "don't say sour grapes if you can't eat grapes" in contempt: "How about it, handsome ? This is a priceless treasure."