Ye Zi’an approached slowly with the flowers in his hands, stopping in front of Yang Chuxia and casually smiling, "Proposal."
"But why do I feel is more like a wedding ceremony?" Yang Chuxia reached out and tugged at his clothes, laughing, "Who proposes in wedding garments?"
Ye Zi’an raised his eyebrows, "No one here has ever proposed before, okay? I might as well be the first one. Besides, wearing this is meant to combine the proposal with it. I’m using myself for the proposal."
At his words, she hesitated, realizing that although this world had several steps for wedding ceremonies, there really wasn’t a step for proposals. So, he was really using himself for the proposal? But then, what were the flowers for?
"Hmm, fine, let’s assume you’re right."
She calmly looked at Ye Zi’an, her thoughts urging him to hurry along with the planned proposal. She really wanted to know how he would use himself for the proposal.
Little did she know Ye Zi’an’s next words would leave her both laughing and speechless.
Feeling somewhat embarrassed, Ye Zi’an looked at Yang Chuxia, thinking to himself that Xiaxia had only mentioned flowers and a ring.
"Xiaxia, what should I do now?"
"Pfft..." Yang Chuxia laughed, "Brother An!"
"Don’t laugh. Tell me what to do next," Ye Zi’an glared at her.
Temporarily stifling her laughter, Yang Chuxia said, "You have to kneel! On one knee..."
Without any hesitation, Ye Zi’an promptly knelt on the grass!
Yang Chuxia was truly stunned! She hadn’t finished telling him to kneel on one knee yet! Men’s knees were said to hold gold, so why was Brother An so quick with this?!
Looking at Ye Zi’an, she noticed not a trace of displeasure. Instead, he eagerly looked at her, "What’s next, Xiaxia?"
"Well, Brother An, you only needed to kneel on one knee," she felt somewhat embarrassed, wishing she had spoken faster.
"No problem, one knee or two, it’s no disgrace to kneel to my wife. So, what’s next? What should I do?"
Wow, she really wanted to cry! Alright then, Yang Chuxia, who had never enjoyed shedding tears, began to cry at this special moment.
Seeing her tears flowing, Ye Zi’an became a little anxious. However, noticing her sudden smile, he realized her tears weren’t from sadness, they seemed to be from joy.
With that, the intricacies of the proposal miraculously came naturally to him. Handing the flowers to Yang Chuxia, he then took out a box from his pocket and opened it.
Gently, he asked, "Xiaxia, will you marry me?"
"I do!" How could she refuse? They had grown up together and no one knew this big boy better than her. Besides her parents, there wasn’t a second person who loved her more than him.
"Xiaxia, I am also willing to marry you." Cough, okay, that last sentence wasn’t necessary and purely Ye Zi’an’s creation.
And so, Yang Chuxia laughed! "Hahaha..."
After Ye Zi’an had put the white jade ring on her finger, she said, "Brother An, you should be kissing my hand now."
"?" He pulled her up with one hand, but instead of kissing her hand, he started eating the jelly. After finishing it, he laughed, "This is the best way to end a proposal."
Looking at his red wedding garments and charming smile, Yang Chuxia suddenly felt the urge to wear wedding clothes too.
Impulsively she asked, "Did you prepare any for me?"