Ji Erye's squeamish bag is super cruel

Chapter 603 For the rest of my life, I will only surrender to you

Before Wen Ruan realized these words, Ji Boyan started to move.

Having been with Wen Ruan for so long, Ji Boyan knows her body better than Wen Ruan himself, and can feel every sensitive point clearly.

Wen Ruan will not be his opponent even if he has practiced for hundreds of years, he can only surrender.

The two packed up again, and when they were ready to leave, it was already afternoon.

Ji Boyan brought Wen Ruan to a bridal shop, and when he saw two people coming, the store manager hurriedly came out to greet them with a polite smile on his face.

"Second Master, you are here."

Ji Boyan nodded, and pulled Wen Ruan into the door. The store manager followed the two of them, and while guiding the two of them, he said, "Second Master, what you have explained has been completed, please follow me."

Wen Ruan looked puzzled, and asked Ji Boyan all the way, but he refused to tell. When she arrived at the bridal shop, she also guessed that Ji Boyan planned to let her try on the wedding dress, but she always felt that there was something she didn't guess. arrived.

The store manager brought Ji Boyan and Wen Ruan all the way to a separate cabinet.

Wen Ruan saw that there was no special cabinet, and looked up at Ji Boyan for some reason.

The phoenix eyes were full of smiles and tenderness, Ji Boyan stood behind Wen Ruan, put his hands on her shoulders, leaned slightly, and whispered in her ear: "Ruan Ruan, don't blink."

After finishing speaking, he looked up at the store manager, who nodded knowingly, and stretched out his hand to open the cabinet.

Suddenly, the wedding dress in the cabinet came into view.

Wen Ruan's eyes widened in disbelief, looking at the cabinet in front of him.

The cabinet is square, with a circle of glass lamps installed inside, illuminating the wedding dress in the center.

This wedding dress is pure white. The skirt is a bit long and can be spread out in a fan shape. The skirt is covered with embroidered butterflies, spreading down a little bit, and the distribution is even. A pair of wings are specially made of light gauze, as thin as a cicada's wings, without feeling cumbersome, but with a little lightness and fairy air.

Wen Ruan blinked her eyes, her eyes were a little red, she turned her head to look at Ji Boyan next to her, and said softly, "Second Lord, isn't this the wedding dress I designed for that fan? Why is it here?"

Ji Boyan reached out and rubbed the corners of her reddened eyes, then knelt down on one knee, took her hand, stroked the ring on her ring finger with his fingertips, and kissed her with a very soft voice, With piety.

"Well, no matter when, I will be your most loyal fan, and I will only surrender to you in my life."

Ji Boyan lowered his head, with broken hair scattered in front of his forehead, and the light scattered along the broken hair, shining his whole body brightly.

He lowered his head, closed his eyes slightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his thin lips were printed on her fingers and rings, which made Wen Ruan's heart feel hot, and his heart was beating violently in his chest.

Ji Boyan raised his head to look at Wen Ruan, his eyes were full of doting, his tone was soft, with a bit of a smile: "Although I was delayed and brought you here late, my sincerity has always been there, If Miss Wen is still satisfied, can you marry me?"

Wen Ruan was moved to tears, reached out to wipe away the tears, sniffed his nose, and acted like a baby at Ji Boyan: "Second Master, you made me cry again."

Ji Boyan smiled lightly, his eyes were full of this delicate and soft little girl in front of him, her voice was like a layer of mountain mist, hazy, but gentle.

"Then you agree?"

(End of this chapter)