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Chapter 830 : Let's Get Married 10

Ye Xiaoran's reaction was still in Ren Zhanyang's mood. He stretched out his other hand and hugged the waist of the person he missed all the time. His voice was rare and gentle, low and charming, "Xiaoran, it's

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"Explain?! Who wants to listen to your explanation?!" Ye Xiaoran, who was so fierce at this time, took out the pistol that had been prepared with his other free hand, pointed it straight at Ren Zhanyang's heart, and shouted

Said: "Ren Zhanyang, you only have two choices, either marry me or be killed by me. I don't want to listen to your explanation. You give me a choice!"

Ye Xiaoran was very energetic, but her trembling hands revealed her nervousness.

Ye Xiaoran never thought that one day she would use a gun to force others to marry her.[

Not sure if he was stunned or not, Ren Zhanyang was silent for a long time, neither escaping nor making a sound.

Such silence made Ye Xiaoran's hands tremble even more.

Ye Xiaoran knew very well that if Ren Zhanyang said 'no', she would not be able to do anything.

What happened? In just five months, she lost so completely.

Just when Ye Xiaoran's hand holding the gun became weaker and weaker, Ren Zhanyang suddenly smiled, his voice hoarse, a kind of gentleness soaked in willingly. He leaned over and pressed his forehead against Ye Xiaoran's, "My

The choice is...even if I am killed by you, I will still marry you."

Even if I am killed by you, I will still marry you.

This can really be regarded as the most beautiful love words Ren Zhanyang has ever said.

Ye Xiaoran was completely stunned. The gun with no bullets fell to the ground. Ren Zhanyang hugged her tighter and closer to him. The smile on his lips lingered for a long time, "I'm very happy.

You said you wanted to marry me, my dye."

After saying that, the kiss continued.

This kiss carried five months of longing, and it was particularly touching and intense.

Ye Xiaoran was still a little stupid, why did she suddenly become like this? She put her hand against Ren Zhanyang's broad chest, tilted her head back slightly, avoiding his lips, and asked: "I don't understand, Ren Zhanyang, what do you mean?

Clearly...how did things become like this...?"

Mo Tingyun's reaction before and Ren Zhanyang's reaction now changed so quickly that Ye Xiaoran felt like her head was going to explode.

The three words "my dye" were like electricity, which made Ye Xiaoran's whole body feel weak.

The body in his arms was soft, warm, and carried her unique smell. Finally, it was no longer the untouchable phantom that he had in his midnight dreams. Ren Zhanyang only felt that there was no gap in the empty space in his heart.

Filled up.

He had never felt that he was satisfied. It turned out that as long as he could hold her, he would feel happy.

Just now, Ye Xiaoran said that she wanted him to marry her. For a moment, Ren Zhanyang felt that his heartbeat had stopped. Only Ye Xiaoran could give him this feeling.

Apart from her, there is no one else in the world.

"Fool, that wedding was originally just for you."

The huge opportunity of joy was about to overwhelm Ye Xiaoran's eyes, but the next moment she pursed her lips in grievance. Although there was no smell of gunpowder in front of her, she said accusingly: "Liar, how can any bride not know that she is
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