Jun Yexuan pursed his lips. Carefully, he answered, "You've gotten mad at me once, don't get mad again, okay? I just want this proposal to be meaningful."
"This is the surprise I wanted to give you. I didn't just want to talk and have others do everything for me. Plus, the cuts on my hands aren't all… oh…"
Qiao Qing went on her tiptoes and curled her arms around his neck. Her head tilted and effectively shut him up.
Jun Yexuan's pupils dilated as happiness flooded him. He grabbed her waist and took over the dominant role.
After a long and deep kiss, Qiao Qing rested her head against his chest, "You know my heart hurts when you get hurt."
Jun Yexuan tightened his grip over her and rubbed his chin against her head, "Marrying you is the luckiest thing to ever happen to me. What's the big deal with planting some flowers? It's nothing for what I'm getting in return."
