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Duan Zhengyang, who had no idea that he was being tested, was in the saddest moment of his life, even when he was about to starve to death when there was a famine, he was not as sad as he is now.

He was still young when he was about to starve to death, but he subconsciously didn't want to die, but he didn't know what else to do with his life. His heart was shattered into pieces, and his mouth was filled with bitterness.

Duan Zhengyang looked down at Jiujiu with a calm face, the corners of his mouth moved, he wanted to speak but couldn't say a word, until the end, Duan Zhengyang still couldn't say a word.

He wanted to tell Jiujiu not to meet other men, but when the words came to his lips, he realized that he was not qualified.

Yes, he is not qualified to say this.

What is Jiujiu's identity, and what is his identity.

Jiujiu is the cloud hanging in the sky, and he is the mud on the ground. There is a world of difference between the two. He is not worthy of Jiujiu, so he is not qualified to say this.

Because he clearly knew that he was not qualified, Duan Zhengyang's whole heart became entangled, and in the end, his eyes began to turn red.

Jiujiu watched Duan Zhengyang's cheeks change from red to pale, and then to the current withered yellow. It was obviously less than two hours, but Duan Zhengyang seemed to have experienced many years.

Seeing Duan Zhengyang's appearance, Jiujiu couldn't bear to watch Duan Zhengyang go on like this any longer, so she turned her screen back and forth, looked at Duan Zhengyang and asked, "Do you have something to say?"

Jiujiu directly pointed out the matter in his heart, and a trace of guilt crossed Duan Zhengyang's face, then quickly lowered his head, and said without looking at Jiujiu: "No, I have nothing to say."

"Why don't you dare look at me if you have nothing to say?" Jiujiu looked at Duan Zhengyang's head which was almost lowered to his chest, stroked it like a dog's head, and said with a smile, "Do you like me?"

Hearing Jiujiu ask himself in a sweet voice, when you like me, Duan Zhengyang only felt as if thousands of horses were galloping in his heart, hitting his chest with pain, but unfortunately, this pain brought It was so sweet that he couldn't help but want to savor it for a while longer.

Duan Zhengyang summoned all his courage to slowly raise his head, looked at Jiujiu's eyes without any contempt, bit his lips, nodded slowly, and hummed.

In fact, when he admitted, Duan Zhengyang was in a nervous mood. He was afraid that if he confessed, Jiujiu would drive him away, and Jiujiu would never see him again, but if he did not admit it, he would no longer be qualified .

I am no longer qualified to gamble with you,

Duan Zhengyang finally chose to confess to Jiujiu.

Jiujiu looked at Duan Zhengyang, who was obviously afraid that he would not want him, but resolutely confessed to himself, Jiujiu knew that it was not unreasonable for Duan Zhengyang to become the leader of the martial arts alliance in the future.

He will weigh the pros and cons, and has an adventurous spirit. The only bad thing is that the woman who pursues him is too cruel.

After Jiujiu sighed softly, he reached out to hold Duan Zhengyang's hand.

Duan Zhengyang's hands are very big, because he has been helping Jiujiu plant flowers all the year round, and they are extra rough. To Jiujiu, Duan Zhengyang's palms are like a piece of sandpaper, they are very abrasive.

But for Duan Zhengyang, the small action of Jiujiu touching his palm made his heart beat again.

Duan Zhengyang only felt that Jiujiu's fingers were small and warm, and when he put them in his palm, his heart couldn't help but soften.

Just when Duan Zhengyang was thinking about why Jiujiu held his hand, and whether he should hold Jiujiu's fingers back, he heard Jiujiu say softly in his sweet and soft voice: "Duan Zhengyang, would you marry me?"

Jiujiu's words still echoed in my ears, but Duan Zhengyang didn't come back to his senses for a long time. After he came back to his senses, Duan Zhengyang stared straight at Jiujiu with his eyes wide open. After a long time, he tentatively He called out loudly: "Miss?"

Duan Zhengyang thought he heard it wrong.

How could the high-ranking young lady ask him if he would marry her?

I must have heard wrong.

Just when Duan Zhengyang thought he heard it wrong, he heard Jiujiu ask him again: "Duan Zhengyang, will you marry me?"

Jiujiu looked up into Duan Zhengyang's eyes, with a smile on his lips, and said in a word: "Are you willing to marry me?"

Looking at Jiujiu's starry eyes, Duan Zhengyang only felt that his heartbeat, which was already on the verge of collapse, began to speed up again. Duan Zhengyang looked at Jiujiu's smiling cheeks, and moved his lips, as if after thinking about it, he quickly She nodded, and said like an oath: "Miss, I am willing to marry you, but..."

It's just that you are a lady, but I'm just a servant, and I'm not good enough for you.

Duan Zhengyang did not say this sentence, but he could see some clues from his dim eyes.

Jiujiu held Duan Zhengyang's hand, pulled Duan Zhengyang to sit beside her, looked into Duan Zhengyang's eyes and said, "Do you think you are not good enough for me?"

Duan Zhengyang's lips moved, but he didn't speak, but that was almost what he meant.

Jiujiu chuckled, stretched out his hand to hold the cheek on Duan Zhengyang's cheek, and pulled it hard, causing Duan Zhengyang to gasp in pain, but because Jiujiu was the one who did it, he could only endure it with a full face of grievance. down.

Feeling Duan Zhengyang's tolerance, Jiujiu laughed softly, and the hands that were pinching Duan Zhengyang's cheeks turned into rubbing, then looked into Duan Zhengyang's eyes and said: "Look, you won't be angry if I bully you, but If it were someone else, Zhiba would definitely annoy me."

Seeing that Duan Zhengyang didn't answer, Jiujiu said to himself: "Father and mother are only one child, I will inherit the Bai family in the future, but I am only a girl, and my father will definitely find a husband for me. It's just that most men are not willing to marry, but whoever is willing to marry, who can know whether he likes me or is greedy for the Bai family's property."

Jiujiu dragged Duan Zhengyang's cheeks with both hands, let Duan Zhengyang look at him, and said softly: "You were rescued by me, and you have been staying in my yard. I don't worry about you, and I am willing to hand over the Bai family to you, so, you Will you marry me?"

When Jiujiu said the previous sentence, Duan Zhengyang was still whispering in his heart.

Miss is such a nice person, naturally there will be someone who is willing to treat her sincerely, but after hearing what Jiujiu said later, Duan Zhengyang couldn't speak for a moment, especially after hearing Jiujiu say that he didn't know that person Duan Zhengyang began to feel a little anxious when he liked her or was greedy for the Bai family's property.

If that person is greedy for the property of the Bai family, he will surely seek wealth and kill him, so wouldn't Jiujiu be?

Thinking that Jiujiu might be killed by that person, Duan Zhengyang's heart twitched.

Looking down at Jiujiu, who had been looking up and waiting for his answer, his lips moved: "I am willing."