Dress up as a matchmaker [Transmigration Book]

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The sea breeze blows across the cheeks, and the sunset on the sea is as beautiful as a picture.

"Marry me." Nan Yanbai said very seriously: "It's a pity that I can't give birth to you."

Lin Tongran smiled, and replied: "Then I'm sorry too, I can't give birth to you either."

Then they both laughed.

"Well, so let's grow old together." Nan Yanbai opened the ring box, smiled and held Lin Tongran's slender fingers.

Nan Yanbai looked down at her fingers, with a deep smile on her lips: "I'm not afraid of you running away anymore."

Lin Tongran was speechless and cast a glance at her.

After putting on the ring, Nan Yanbai stood up, slowly staring at the woman in front of her with smiling eyes, and opened her arms towards her, "Come here."

Lin Tongran still had residual warmth in his hands, and he didn't react, only raised his head when he heard the voice.

Nan Yanbai looked at her innocently, maintaining this posture with her arms outstretched, as if she hadn't passed, and she had always been like this.

Lin Tongran shook hands, took two steps forward, and fell headlong into her arms, his voice was muffled and hoarse, as if to reveal it: "You scheming girl, why didn't you say something in advance, and you didn't have any preparations."

Nan Yanbai kissed the top of her hair, said with a smile: "I didn't buy the ring, I'm waiting for you."

Lin Tongran giggled twice, "Okay, wait for me."

The two stood in the setting sun, like a beautiful painting.

The hearts of the two are soft and sweet, penetrating every pore like a small stream, until it penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

The author has something to say: Five years old: Thanks to the cuties for their two-month company, thank you very much.

One step at a time, from the very beginning when no one cares about me, I struggled alone, and then I got the support of cute comments, so sometimes when I can’t write down, I feel warm when I see the comments, and my efforts are recognized by everyone. It's a very happy thing, thank you for being here, and thank you for your tolerance. Five years old will continue to accumulate and bring better stories.

Five-year-old bowed 480 degrees to thank:

White Deacon Star: 1 mine

Lin Ruobei: 1 mine

Chocolate mousse: 1 mine;

[Thank you for your support, how lucky I am to be five years old, thank you for meeting me]

The next article is "Crossing into a white lotus that runs wild in your arms", the copy is in the column, do you love you guys~

In addition, there is a side story, which may be updated this week. The Tang and Song Dynasties you want