"Yes, as long as there are these, I will marry you!" Qiu Jiayi speaks with assurance.

Subconsciously, Sheng Lingyao was unable to fulfill her requirements.

"Hey hey, you can't repent any more!" Sheng Lingyao smiled mysteriously.

Jump before Qiu Jiayi, hold her shoulder and turn to the position of the hospital bed, bend over under her doubts.

Watching him holding the edge of the bed, he stooped hard and missed the cunning flashing through his eyes.

"Dangdang!"

In Qiujiayi's dismay, Sheng Lingyao took out a large bunch of red roses from under the bed and held them in front of Qiujiayi.

"Well, here's the flower you want! Wait a minute,...