Sweet Wife, be Good!

She knew that the man in a distant place had been waiting for her to go back, and she would definitely go back.

She held the candy in her hand and prayed silently. In her mind, the faces of the man and Youyou appeared alternately. She pressed her lips slightly and held the candy.

Everyone lacks food.

In the early morning of spring in Africa, it was really cold, the cold and hungry crowd, anxious, some people prayed in a low voice, some people scolded their mothers secretly, and some people had green light in their eyes, and they focused on some people who had resources in their hands. people.

Fang Lan had already taken out the clothes and divided them up, as did the food.

It's just the candy in her hand that she has been holding tightly.

Finally, the roar of the helicopter sounded in the sky.

The air shook the lawn and branches on the ground.

The sky was bright, and the national flag of the Dragon Empire was flying in the wind on the plane.

"It's the Dragon Empire! It's the Dragon Empire!"

Many people are yelling.

After the accident, the first country to come was the Dragon Empire.

At this time, even the African country has not yet come, and other major countries have not yet arrived.

The Dragon Empire arrived first.

The citizens of the Dragon Empire stood up among the crowd.

Fang Lan also stood up. At this moment, the country had substantial meaning and weight.

When the helicopter stopped, the rescue army inside arrived neatly, and Fang Lan's gaze stayed on one of the men.

It's Zhuang Shihao.

He wore the same clothes as the rescue team and ran towards her in strides.

At the moment he saw her, the dullness in his eyes was as dark as the night meets the sun, all retreated, becoming bright and dazzling.

Zhuang Shihao ran directly to her, snatched her into his arms, and hugged her heavily.

"I'll take you home."

Going home, this is the most beautiful vocabulary Fang Lan has ever heard.

Two people who love each other ultimately belong to one word: home.

She gave the sweaty candy to another child, and then followed in the footsteps of Zhuang Shihao and got on the plane.

Everyone in the studio was relieved and followed.

After the plane landed behind the Dragon Empire, the doctor Fang and others who rushed over couldn't help tears in their eyes.

Fang Lan returned home, took a shower and watched the news. She knew that there were still casualties in Africa, and her mood was slightly depressed.

However, natural disasters are things that no one can predict, and no one can blame it.

Zhuang Shihao took a shower, went to her, held her face, and whispered softly: "My Lan Lan has really come back, not in a dream, right?"

"You'll know by pinching yourself." Fang Lan chuckled lightly.

Zhuang Shihao lightly bit her lip.

Fang Lan was in pain: "It's not a dream."

Zhuang Shihao embraced her.

Fang Lan whispered: "Shihao, let's get married."

Zhuang Shihao's movements became stiff and became like slow motion. He lifted his head from her shoulder and stared at her: "Lan Lan, what are you talking about?"

"I said, shall we get married?"

"I still didn't hear clearly." Zhuang Shihao really didn't understand, he was ready, and Fang Lan would never ask him again for the rest of his life.

But no matter what, it does not affect the fact that they will be together for a lifetime.

But these words suddenly said by Fang Lan made him unable to react.

"I have already proposed to you, how many times do you want me to say?" Fang Lan turned aside and ignored him!

Zhuang Shihao reacted, his long fingers trembled slightly, rolled over and got out of bed, and knelt on one knee: "Lan Lan, marry me, okay? Let me spend the rest of my life with you for the rest of my life!"