"Okay, no problem, it’s your birthday so you call the shots!" Luo Xiaoqian agreed without hesitation, "Tell me, anything you want as compensation is fine, what do you want?"
"I want you..." Moving closer to her face, Leng Zimo’s fingers gently caressed her cheek, his tone was domineering and assertive, "to stay by my side forever as compensation. Xiao Qian, marry me!"
The same words had been said by him at the "Huaxia Idol" carnival concert, but this time, when he repeated those same words, the meaning was completely different.
Last time, it was a marriage proposal.
This time, it was about getting married.
Staring into his eyes, Luo Xiaoqian took a deep breath and then spoke.
"Okay."
She had said before that as long as he held her hand, she would never be afraid.
After so much had happened, she couldn’t think of any reason not to agree.
For her, he had been willing to risk his life.
For him, she too could disregard anything.
As long as he wanted her, she would marry him.
The two of them, their gazes locked in the air, looked at each other.
Neither spoke again, just smiling at one another and then naturally embracing each other.
In their hearts, there was a warm happiness.
Holding the slim figure tightly in his embrace, Leng Zimo buried his face in her hair and murmured.
"This is the most unique birthday gift I’ve received in my twenty-seven years."
"Of course, a ring for a whole living person, you’ve made a killing!" Luo Xiaoqian laughed in his arms.
Leng Zimo lifted his face, "What comes around goes around, so I’ll also give back a unique gift in return."
"What is it?" Luo Xiaoqian asked curiously, lifting her face.
He smiled and leaned into her, "Me!"
She feigned disdain, "What, copying me, no creativity!"

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