The Little Fairy Reborn As a Schoolmaster

  Chapter 219, 219 really still not working?

"My girl." Lu Ziheng's deep gaze seemed to attract Shen Qinghuan, and his words fell into his ears with the autumn wind: "Now if we propose marriage, it is too early; but if we are sure of our relationship, it seems too late. A little bit. But I can’t wait for you to grow up, so I want to book the rest of my life in advance. Would you like to meet my little birthday wish?"

  Shen Qinghuan’s little face blushed.

  The young man in front of him has such a deep and ardent vision, how could she be willing to say that kind of conscience to reject him.

  Lu Ziheng was still kneeling on the ground, as if he could feel the boy's inner tension.

Shen Qinghuan bent down, clasped the boy’s slender wrists with both hands, and helped him up. Her voice was sweet, "The old people say, "Eat people are soft, and the hands are short. Since I have received your ring, how could it be?" I don't agree."

  She agreed.

  Lu Ziheng's body shook.

  Happiness comes too suddenly.

  Shen Qinghuan’s right hand with the ring pulled over Lu Ziheng’s left hand, the corner of her mouth was filled with a strong sense of happiness, and her fingertips wrote six words in his palm.

  The roots of the man’s ears are as red as the plum blossoms that bloom in winter.

  Lu Ziheng moved his throat, he almost forgot how to spray evenly when he breathed, just looking at the girl's beautiful face.

  This is the girl he has loved for two lives.

  Shen Qinghuan also looked at him, after a little hesitation, it seemed that he wanted to straighten out the punctured paper with himself.

   "Lu Ziheng." She suddenly started calling him by his full name, even though he preferred to hear her call him brother Ziheng, "You asked me the last question, and I have to ask you the same."

  He can feel the temperature from her right hand.

  After all, there is a difference between men and women. Shen Qinghuan’s hands are too small to completely wrap Lu Ziheng, but he still works very hard to achieve the holding hands written in the Book of Songs.

  The next sentence of holding your hand is to grow old with your son.

  It’s the most romantic thing in the world to grow old with someone you love.

  Lu Ziheng nodded slightly, his throat was a little itchy: "You ask."

"I never told me that I like you." Shen Qinghuan confessed to a boy for the first time. She didn't know what language would most move people's hearts, so she had to follow her heart: "Maybe in front of you, my likes are no match for a thousand points. one.

  But I still selfishly hope that when you are with me, you are completely mine. "

  Her beautiful apricot eyes were shining brightly, which overlapped with the light under his eyes to form a beautiful rainbow bridge.

  The paper is torn.

  There is no need to cover up.

  Shen Qinghuan did not know his own mind better than any other moment. It was different from the kind of favor of Wen Huaibei in his previous life, but the kind of girls who really liked boys.

  Her boy.

   "Huh?" Lu Ziheng couldn't control himself, and he hugged the girl into his arms, the familiar mint scent filled his heart, and Shen Qinghuan's heart tickled, "I promised my father would not fall in love in high school."

  The atmosphere was originally good, but at this moment it became a little awkward.

   Just when Lu Ziheng felt that he was going to be agreed, Shen Qinghuan’s words undoubtedly gave him a blow.

  Sure enough...

Is    still not working?

  Lu Ziheng pushed the girl away from his arms a little bit reluctantly. He dodged his eyes, turned awkwardly, and even afraid to look at her.

   "But..." She didn't finish her words yet.

  Shen Qinghuan climbed up to Lu Ziheng to misunderstand, and clasped his wrist anxiously. His skin was originally fair and red and transparent.

  (End of this chapter)