章節 747: Jing Xing, they all hit me

Yang Haitao reached out to hold the door handle, his face instantly turning pale. His throat felt a little blocked as he said in a low voice, " "Yingluo, didn't you agree? Xiao Xuan, what did I do wrong? Did I make you unhappy?"

His flustered look made song Xuan's heart ache a little. He would only care so much about her if he had his heart and soul on her.

She reached under his armpit and hugged him, her voice very soft. cancel the engagement, Yingluo. Let's just get married.

A person could make such a big move in half a minute, directly attacking the depths of yang Shaodong's soul. He was unable to react for a moment, and his hand was suspended in the air.

He suspected that he was dreaming, or was he hearing things?

Song Xuan said to get married directly?

Was it true? Was it true?

Song Xuan's hand gently caressed his back. His back was also wet. This fool, he was really a big fool.

"What, why aren't you saying anything? You're not willing?"