I entered the wrong room on my wedding night and was doted on by the sinister CEO.

In dim environment.

In the sweet and creamy aroma.

Song Liyue's left hand was held tightly by Yu Moyuan, and her fingers were interlocked.

Immediately afterwards, Song Liyue heard Yu Moyuan whisper in her ear: "Happy birthday, my Yuanyuan."

So this ring is just a birthday gift?

Song Liyue's wildly accelerating heartbeat calmed down a little. In the darkness, no one could detect the loss that flashed across her eyes.

She thought...

I thought it was a proposal.

Although she was disappointed, Song Liyue still tilted her head back and kissed Yu Moyuan's left lower jaw, "Thank you, I'm very happy."

Yu Moyuan lowered his head and kissed Song Liyue on the lips, then stood up and turned on the light.

When the lights came on, Song Liyue raised her left hand and looked at the ring on her middle finger.

It is a very delicate pink jade small plain ring.

"Do you like it?" Yu Moyuan stood beside Song Liyue.

Song Liyue smiled and nodded, "I like it. It's very beautiful. Isn't it expensive?"

"It's not expensive." Yu Moyuan pulled Song Liyue up, led her out of the kitchen, and spoke as he walked, "Some time ago, when I was looking for a suitable base site in the mountains, I accidentally discovered a jade mine, and a piece of quail was discovered in it. It takes several months to slowly polish the egg-sized pink jade into a ring."

Song Liyue liked it even more when she heard that it was polished by Yu Moyuan himself.

"Did you only get one ring?"

"There is also a core cut by a water jet. It's very small. I didn't expect what it would become." Yu Moyuan touched the side of Song Liyue's face, "I'm thinking about it and try to come back before the New Year and give it to my baby as a New Year's gift." .”

Song Liyue obediently held Yu Moyuan's hand and kissed it, "As long as you can come back to celebrate the New Year with me, it doesn't matter whether you continue or not."

Yu Moyuan nodded, kissed and pinched Song Liyue's cheek, "I have also prepared other gifts. Go upstairs and have a look. They are in the room."

And gifts?

Song Liyue immediately smiled, holding Yu Moyuan's hand and running upstairs.

When the door opened, Song Liyue was stunned for a moment.

Under the warm light, the road from the entrance to the bed was lined with red lilies of the valley on both sides, and the center of the road was also covered with blue rose petals.

Looking along the path of petals, there is also a small gift box placed in the center of the bed.

Song Liyue was shocked and turned her head to look at Yu Moyuan, "Ayuan, is this, is this also a birthday gift?"

Yu Moyuan smiled and said nothing and did not answer this question.

It's past midnight, and it's no longer Song Liyue's birthday, so naturally it's not a birthday gift.

He released the two people's clasped hands and said softly: "Go and open it and see if you like it."

"it is good."

Song Liyue slowly walked onto the petal path.

It wasn't until he reached the bed that he sat down and opened the gift box.

I saw a white jade hairpin placed in the gift box.

The hairpin is all milky white, with moist jade texture, and is engraved with not too delicate patterns. The pattern is the lily of the valley flowers on both sides of the petal road.

Yu Moyuan has arrived beside Song Liyue.

Song Liyue raised her head and looked at Yu Moyuan, "Did you make this yourself?"

Yu Moyuan nodded, "I'm not very skilled at carving jade for the first time, so the pattern is a bit rough, but I hope you can feel my heart."

"Yes, I like it, I really like it." Song Liyue fondled the hosta fondly, "I want to wear it now."

"I'll help you."

Yu Moyuan stood in front of Song Liyue and gently combed her waist-length hair with his fingers.

Because Song Liyue has a lot of hair, just one hosta is not enough to hold all her hair, so Yu Moyuan only pulled up her hair above the ears.

While doing it, he asked: "Yuanyuan, do you know what it meant when boys gave girls hairpins in ancient times?"

Song Liyue was slightly startled.

When Song Liyue saw the hosta, she didn't think much about it.

But now that she heard Yu Moyuan ask this question, how could Song Liyue not understand the hidden meaning of his words.

In ancient times, men often gave women hairpins as a token of love or even engagement.

and so……

Yu Moyuan gave her a pink jade ring as a birthday gift.

Is giving her a hosta a proposal gift?

Yu Moyuan, are you really going to propose to her?

Song Liyue couldn't help but look forward to it, and her nervous voice became tight, "I, I know, hairpins were generally used as love tokens in ancient times."

Yu Moyuan bent down slightly and looked at Song Liyue, "If you use it as a proposal gift, I wonder if my Yuanyuan will like it."

Proposal gift!

Song Liyue became even more nervous, "I, I like it!"

Yu Moyuan's smile grew wider, "Are you willing?"

Without hesitation, Song Liyue nodded hastily, "I do!"

Yu Moyuan smiled, lowered his head and kissed Song Liyue's forehead, then took the hosta in her hand and pulled her combed hair into a bun.

With her hair pulled up, Song Liyue's delicate face was no longer obscured, looking so soft and beautiful under the warm light.

Unable to help himself, Yu Moyuan knelt down beside Song Liyue.

Yu Moyuan took Song Liyue's hand and raised it to his lips for a kiss. He said softly: "The original plan was to propose to you in front of everyone, but... I can't wait, I won't be able to see you. These four or five months have been like years for me.”

"So I can't wait any longer. I selfishly want to propose to you as soon as possible. I want to tie you to me and make you mine forever."

Song Liyue's eyes turned red.

She smiled slightly and pulled Yu Moyuan up, who was half-kneeling, and then got into his arms without hesitation.

Again.

Song Liyue repeated softly: "Ayuan, I am willing, I am very willing to marry you."

What makes Song Liyue not think twice about major events in her life?

Of course it’s because of the love.

Unable to bear it anymore, Yu Moyuan lowered his head and kissed Song Liyue's lips. His left hand tightly held Song Liyue's waist. With a little force, he hugged her easily like the soft bed behind him.

Lips and tongues mingled, breathing messy.

Both bodies felt hot.

Yu Moyuan stopped the kiss with difficulty and said in a hoarse voice: "Baby Yuanyuan, I want you."

It was Song Liyue's lips that responded to Yu Moyuan's initiative.

On the second day of turning 24.

Right after agreeing to propose.

In the fierce fire that they had not seen for four or five months, the two of them released their love without reservation.

The windows are wide open, and the salty sea breeze blows in and blows out again with a faint fragrance.

It smells so fragrant that I can’t tell whether it’s the scent of flowers all over the floor or the scent of the two people’s sweat mingling together...