Damn it, this is the first time I've seen someone so tough in proposing.
Song Xiang crossed his arms across his chest and stood up.
At the same time, Yan Han unexpectedly stood up and put away the ring.
"what?"
"Forget it, I won't ask for it for now, I'll let you take it easy."
Song Xiang was confused.
He blinked and was about to question him.
Suddenly, there was a big commotion from the audience.
She looked down and saw that the people on the dance floor were instantly confused and rushing towards the aisle. However, the aisle was narrow and could not let everyone pass at once, so it formed a blockage.
She looked at Yan Han and found that Yan Han's expression also became serious.
"What's going on?"
"There seems to be water down there."
"water?"
Song Xiang was frightened and hurried to open the glass door. As soon as she opened it, a column of water fell from the top, and she instinctively retracted it.
"There must be something wrong with the deck, let's get up there quickly!"
The water was too big, and Song Xiang couldn't think too much for a while, so she pulled Yan Han to go out.
I walked all the way down the stairs and walked across the dance floor, only to find that the front was completely blocked and I couldn't walk at all.
Song Xiang's heart sank and she turned to look at Yan Han.
Yan Han's hair was also wet. He protected her with one hand and walked back. The two of them entered the piano room again.
"What should I do? Call? Is there no one to rescue me?"
As soon as Song Xiang finished asking, a violent jet of water fell from the top of the glass, making the glass rattle and seemed to be about to crack.
She screamed and threw herself into Yan Han's arms.
She gasped for air, trying to calm herself down. As soon as her thoughts calmed down, a heavier water column fell from above, frightening her so much that she couldn't concentrate at all.
This situation is even worse than the previous "air crash".
Just as she was panicking, Yan Han kept her intact in his arms and took out the ring just now.
When he did this, Song Xiang felt that the ship was going to sink and they were going to be suffocated here.
Turning around and looking down, I saw that the dance floor below was full of water, and a bunch of people were blocking the entrance to the aisle. It seemed like a fight was going on.
She felt something was wrong and was about to think about it when Yan Han kissed her.
This kiss was quite heroic.
My fingers felt cold and something was stuck on them.
Yan Han let go of her and looked at each other. Water was already dripping from the holes on it, and his hair was wet.
Song Xiang reacted for a second, turned around and opened the door, "Let's go! There must be an emergency staircase below!"
She pulled Yan Han away, but found that she was not pulling.
Turning around, she saw the man looking at her intently.
"You haven't promised me yet."
"you!"
How long has this been, and he is still struggling with this.
She raised her hand, "Didn't you agree?!"
"What did you promise?"
"Promise to marry you! Stop inking, otherwise we will have to hold a wedding in the underworld!"
"Who promises to marry whom?" Yan Han still didn't move.
Song Xiang was stunned. He didn't expect him to be so agitated all of a sudden.
"Me and you! Rong Yi and Yan Han! Okay?!"
After she finished speaking, a smile appeared on Yan Han's face.
He raised his hand and struck two keys on the piano.
Suddenly, the water stopped?
Song Xiang was dumbfounded.
After being stunned for a second, she raised her hand and wiped the water from her face.
Take a step back and look at Yan Han's smiling face again.
"you……"
Yan Yanhan raised his eyebrows at the ring on her hand, "A soldier never tires of deceit."
Song Xiang almost couldn't breathe, closed her eyes, and sat down holding the piano.
"You're playing too big, in case there's a stampede down there."
Yan Han: "Impossible."
Song Xiang raised his head, recalled the in and outs, and slapped his forehead hard.