C675 Propose Marriage Is Not a Routine

Fu Tingshen stood there. He had specially dressed himself up, making him look like a prince of the Middle Ages that no one could move their eyes away from.

Lo Fanxing stepped on the rose petals on the ground. The two sides of the road were decorated with lily flowers, mixed with the fragrance of lily flowers. Her entire person felt very comfortable.

Lo Fanxing came in front of Fu Tingshen