C515 Propose(2)

Puzzled, he turned around and saw Zhang Teng kneeling on one knee. At the same time, he held a small box in his hand. Inside was the special ring.

Subconsciously, she touched her finger. No, when was the ring taken off? She didn't even notice.

"My dear, are you willing to marry me?" Zhang Teng smiled gently and looked at her with deep affection