Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 695 I Like a Girl (Marriage Proposal)
Meanwhile, on the other side.

A black luxury car was parked in front of a five-star hotel.

Qiao Yimo slowly opened her eyes, took a look, and chuckled, "What? Bring me here for dinner?"

Without saying a word, the man directly picked up the girl from the car.

Qiao Yimo naturally put her hand on the man's shoulder.

The ear is pressed against the man's chest.

The sound of "plop plop" slowly reached my ears.

Somehow, she felt his heart beating so fast.

Incredibly fast.

But the strong heartbeat made her feel at ease.

"Momo, close your eyes first."

The man spoke softly, gentle and calm.

Qiao Yimo closed her eyes naturally, letting the man hold her.

Immediately, there was a sound of opening the door.

After a few seconds, she was placed on the soft sofa.

A few seconds later, there was a sound of footsteps, and then the door was closed.

"tired."

She closed her eyes and called out tentatively.

Unfortunately, there was dead silence and no one answered.

Qiao Yimo slowly opened her eyes, there was no one in front of her, and the whole room was pitch black.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

"Leng tired, are you here?"

She yelled again.

Unfortunately, there is still no answer.

Qiao Yimo fumbled all the way to find the light switch.

But at this moment, a light from the left suddenly broke into her phoenix eyes.

A black curtain was slowly opened.

Next to the left side of the huge room, there is a piano.

On the stage, the man with a dusty temperament like a fairy slowly stretched out his right hand, and his bony fingers rested on the keys, which looked like a dream under the warm yellow light.

The man played a piece of French music.

So love all my life.

It is a song performed only by men who express their love and loyalty to women.

There are three sections in this piece, and he only played the middle section.

I love you
not only for what you are,
but for what I am when I am with you.
I love you, not only for what
you have made of yourself,
but for what you are making of me.
The man lowered his eyes, his face was tender like never before, as if this song was written just for him.

As soon as the song fell, the lights in the room instantly lit up.

The huge room seems to be dressed up as a paradise.

The floor, sofa, and bed are full of gifts.

"Momo, look up."

The man's deep voice came slowly.

On the ceiling of the room, there are countless balloons floating.

When the balloon is blown away, a shiny object slowly appears in the air.

is the star.

Qiao Yimo's heart trembled slightly, she slowly stretched out her hand, and the stars were reflected in her hand.

That feeling is like catching a star.

"Momo." The man standing by the piano suddenly said, "I have something to tell you."

Qiao Yimo stood under the stage, with reflections of countless stars lingering around her body.

As if at this moment, standing under the sky.

All the stars in the sky are shining for her.

Those who disappeared seem to have turned into stars to witness their present scene.

She deserves to be blessed by all.

Because she is such a beautiful and lively person.

The man held the microphone, looked at her like this, and said, "I like a girl."

"I like a girl and I want to protect her for the rest of my life."

"I like a girl and I want to know all about her past."

"I like a girl. I hope that when I wake up in the morning and open my eyes, the first person I see is her."

"I like a girl, I hope she can see me as a reliance, no matter happy, sad, lost, frustrated, she can think of me first."

"I like a girl, and I have an engagement venue, an engagement dress, and an engagement ring for her."

"Now, I wait for the girl to nod in agreement."

(End of this chapter)