The Almighty Female Supporting Role of Quick Transmigration is in training

Chapter 697 Final Chapter: Marriage Proposal

The sky was overcast. Luo Qinghuan and Jiang Xian appeared at Ye Nuan's funeral. They were dressed in black and stood quietly outside. They watched coldly as everyone in the Ye family threw themselves on Ye Nuan's coffin and shed tears of pain. Who knows how many of these people are sincere.

Just as the coffin was about to be buried, it started to rain. Luo Qinghuan reached out to catch the falling rainwater. It seemed that God knew Ye Nuan's death was wronged.

"Let's go back."

The coffin had already been put down, Luo Qinghuan closed her eyes, turned around and didn't want to look again, she still couldn't believe that Ye Nuan was gone, even though she had only known Ye Nuan for a year, Luo Qinghuan had to admit , Ye Nuan is the most understanding friend she has ever met, and it is like this at first sight.

"it is good."

A handsome man in a suit and leather shoes opened an umbrella for Luo Qinghuan. The drizzle was like a puff of smoke, entangled between his eyebrows, making Luo Qinghuan unable to see his expression clearly. Jiang Xian is still the same as a year ago, a gentle gentleman , He lowered the edge of the umbrella to separate Luo Qinghuan from him by a short distance, so that the atmosphere between the two of them would not seem so ambiguous. Luo Qinghuan, who was originally worried, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief .

No matter when, the senior will never embarrass himself.

Jiang Xian opened the co-pilot's door for Luo Qinghuan, and returned to the driver's seat after Luo Qinghuan sat in first. While wearing the seat belt, he pretended not to care and looked at Luo Qinghuan, Luo Qinghuan was facing the side Looking out of the car window, the wet hair curled up slightly, staring at the beautiful curve, Jiang Xian's eyes showed a bit of tenderness.

It's just that the tenderness is fleeting, like fireworks blooming in the starry sky.

The phone in his pocket was beeping, Jiang Xian lowered his head and glanced at the phone, only to see a message from someone flashing on the screen.

[I escaped from home, brother, where are you now? 】

[The funeral has just ended, wait a little longer, it will be there soon]

【Okay—I'm so excited now】

【I'm going to drive】

Jiang Xian suddenly felt that the words on the screen were a bit dazzling, so he hurriedly ended the conversation between the two of them. Luo Qinghuan on the side couldn't help but speak when she saw that his expression was not good.

"Senior, what happened?"

"Don't worry, it's just small things."

Jiang Xian didn't want to say it, so Luo Qinghuan didn't ask any more questions, she focused on looking out the window, the rain was still falling, and it was getting heavier and heavier, even the big Luo Qinghuan couldn't distinguish the scenery outside the window, so she just stared blankly out of the window and didn't know what had passed After a while, Luo Qinghuan suddenly slammed on the brakes, and Luo Qinghuan almost threw herself on the car window due to inertia.

"Senior, this is..."

Luo Qinghuan hurriedly stabilized her body, and was about to ask Jiang Xian beside her, when a familiar music rang in her ears. This was Luo Qinghuan's favorite song. At this moment, all her attention was attracted by the sound of the music , did not notice that Jiang Xian beside him had opened the car door and left the driving seat.

The sound of the music was getting closer and closer. Luo Qinghuan seemed to realize something, and couldn't help but put her hand on the car window. She saw someone approaching her from a distance through the layers of rain. Qing Huan's heart beat faster involuntarily.

"Luo Qinghuan! My dear Huanhuan! Will you marry me?"

As if afraid that Luo Qinghuan wouldn't hear it, the person in the rain knelt down alone, repeating this sentence over and over again. She couldn't believe the scene before her, nor could she believe the phrase "Will you marry me?" , but tightly covered his mouth through the car window.

In the rain, the man was holding a bright rose in his hand, shouting her name, looking at that familiar face, Luo Qinghuan's eyes turned red all of a sudden, she opened the car door tremblingly and rushed into the rain, and finally jumped in into Xiao Lang's arms.

"Huanhuan," Xiao Lang was drenched all over, and obviously had been waiting for her here for a long time, he raised his head, his cool cheeks pressed against hers, and said softly, "You haven't answered me yet."

"If you have a cold, hurry up, get up, get back in the car and we'll talk..."

"If you don't answer me, I won't get in the car."

"What are you crazy about!"

I don't know how long it's been since I saw Xiao Lang. When we met, I was drenched in the rain. Luo Qinghuan was anxious and angry, and pulled his sleeves to drag him back to the car, but Xiao Lang's strength was so great Surprisingly, Luo Qinghuan not only did not pull him, but was pulled back into his arms by him.

"Huanhuan, will you marry me?"

His chest was extremely hot, just like his heart, hot and full of passion. Luo Qinghuan's long-frozen heart gradually melted in such enthusiasm and tenderness.

This is Xiao Lang, her A-Lang.

"it is good."

I am willing to marry you.

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