Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 1004

"If you like it, I can take a walk with you every day in the future." The low voice was like a string, magnetic and pleasant to listen to.

Monique looked up and the girl-like shyness appeared on her pink and tender face, then her big black and bright eyes were like the purest and purest gem, she seemed to be in disbelief. "Ah?"

Her eyelashes were thick and curled. Every time she blinked, it seemed that she could make people moved .

The next second, the man suddenly knelt down on one knee, and his magnetic and lazy voice rang out. "Mo Mo, marry me!"

As Henry spoke, he took out a ring folded with rattan as if he was using magic.

However, this ring was folded in a very special way.

They were surrounded by weeds, and there was a small red flower in the middle, which looked particularly beautiful.

Monique seemed to have been struck by lightning. She froze there, and her mind was blank.

She hadn't recovered from the first sentence Henry had said.

He just told her to take a walk with him every day.

Did he almost knew that she was leaving after the Mid-Autumn Festival.

So they had been particularly peaceful in the past few days.

There was even some warmth.

Monique's mind was blank, and her head was still buzzing.

She looked down and blinked her bright eyes.

The man in front of her had a face that could make the people feel jealous, and he was shining like a god.

He was a tall and straight man who exuded an aura of nobility.

At this moment, he was kneeling on one knee. He was staring at her with his dark and deep eyes, and he was proposing to her.

"Is he proposing to me?"

???

Monique did not even dare to dream about had happened.

Everything in front of her was blurred.

He wanted to marry her, and he wanted to give her a title.

She could live with Little Nomi and form a family with him.

"But is it really because he likes me?"

"Or is it because of Little Nomi?"

Henry put the ring on Monique's ring finger, stood up, and opened his arms to her.

At this moment, there was only one person in his eyes.

Her petite figure was still standing there in a daze. Her palm-sized oval face was red and her crystal-clear almond-shaped eyes were filled with a thin mist. Her thick and curled eyelashes were filled with faint tears, which made people feel moved.

However, she stood there motionlessly and did not intend to walk into his arms.

When she didn't reach out her hand just now, he had already taken the initiative to pull her hand and put it on.