Take her as my wife

The day before Jiang Ni's birthday, Tan Wen mysteriously made her put on a blindfold and board the plane.

They call it "keeping the final surprise."

Jiang Ni wasn't particularly emotional at first, but when she put on the blindfold and felt the plane take off, her heart inexplicably started racing.

There is no airport in Baishou Town. After they got off the plane, a pre-arranged car came to pick them up.

Jiang Ni only knew that they had spent a lot of time on the road. She thought Tan Wen had taken her back to Ning County, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that something was wrong. If it was Ning County, why would he go to such lengths to cover her eyes?

The car was driving on the road, the windows were rolled down, and the air was noticeably fresher than in the city.

Jiang Ni became even more curious, wondering where he had chosen to propose to her.

When the car arrived at their destination, Tan Wen escorted Jiang Ni to her room. Jiang Ni pointed to her eye mask and asked, "Do I have to wear this until tomorrow?"

Tan chuckled twice: "No need."

He led Jiang Ni to the rooftop balcony, removed her blindfold from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, and hugged her: "Sister, open your eyes."

After tossing and turning for half a day, it was now dusk.

The afterglow of the setting sun was not dazzling. Jiang Ni adjusted to the change in light and slowly opened her eyes.

As soon as you look out, you see a vibrant expanse of chamomile in full bloom, spreading outwards across the hillside, swaying in the orange-red shadows of the setting sun.

A beautifully decorated wooden swing was swaying slightly in the evening breeze.

Because they were on a mountaintop, the rosy sky and the sea of ​​chamomile flowers seemed exceptionally close, especially since they were standing on a rooftop balcony.

Jiang Ni felt so close that she could reach out and touch the sunset.

Jiang Ni's eyes were full of surprise as she turned to look at him: "How did you know...?"

As the words were about to come out, she suddenly remembered that her father must have been one of Tan Wen's accomplices in his marriage proposal.

Tan asked her, looking at her dimples, "Do you like it? Although we're not officially married yet, the dress you'll be wearing tomorrow is made based on the wedding dress you drew when you were little, with just some added details and colors."

"Mmm," Jiang Ni turned her head to kiss him back, but kissed his lips instead, "...I like it very much."

She turned her gaze and looked into the distance, her eyes landing on the swing.

"That time, we saw someone get married here... She told me that a man had promised her that they would get married here."

Tan Wen didn't speak, but listened quietly to her: "When I was little, I didn't really understand what marriage meant. I just thought, this place is beautiful, my mother likes it, and if one day I grow up and get married here, I can come here with her again."

Li Yuwen was very gentle that day. She wore a white dress and was as gentle as those chamomile flowers.

"I want to ride that swing again, have her push me, fly very, very high... and then gently tell me in a tender tone, 'Nini, hold on tight.'"

Tan Wen kissed the top of her head and tightened his arms around her waist: "You can sit down now. I'm better than Mom. I can hold you and swing you even higher—believe it or not?"

Jiang Ni's heart started pounding.

"letter."

Her voice was still lingering in the air when Tan Wen scooped her up in his arms and rushed downstairs like a gust of wind.

The swing was very sturdy and could easily support the weight of both of them.

Tan Wen sat down first, patted his strong thighs, and deliberately said, "Sister, sit down yourself."

Jiang Ni was wearing a long skirt today. She took off her shoes and stood barefoot in the flower bushes. The soft grass made her soles feel slightly itchy, but it felt wonderful.

Compared to those more explicit and suggestive remarks, Jiang Ni handled this question perfectly: "How should I sit? With my back to you, or facing you?"

Tan replied: "Front-up, that way I can hold on more firmly, and it'll be easier for me to exert force."

This doesn't sound like a proper swing at all...

Following his instructions, Jiang Ni lifted her skirt, straddled him, and used his shoulders for support to sit steadily on his lap.

They stood close together, face to face. Jiang Ni wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips, her dimples deepening. "We can start now. I'm going to fly very, very, very high. Go for it, little dog."

Tan Wen didn't move.

"I'm not just a puppy anymore," he stated seriously.

Jiang Ni is so smart, of course she understands what he means.

"Okay," she said, bringing her red lips close to Tan Wen's ear, "Go for it, my puppy husband."

Tan Wen's skin crawled with goosebumps—he was so excited he was practically drooling.

But he didn't have a tail, only...

It's not that it can't be lifted.

Jiang Ni sensed it, but she pretended not to notice and urged him, "If you dawdle any longer, I'm not playing anymore."

Tan Wen licked his dry lips, his voice slightly hoarse: "Come on."

He grabbed the swing rope, braced his long legs on the grass, and with a strong push, the swing began to swing easily.

This thing tests your skill; Tan Wen easily swung the swing higher and higher.

A breeze carries the sweet scent of chamomile.

Jiang Ni had never felt so happy; for the first time, she burst out laughing.

"Ha ha……"

"Tan Wen, a little higher!"

Her long, curly hair fluttered, her eyes curved, and her dimples were full of sweetness.

Tan Wen stared at him, mesmerized for a moment.

He lowered his head, tilted it to the side, and with his eyes closed, accurately kissed her lips.

"Well……"

He swallowed Jiang Ni's laughter.

She wrapped her arms tightly around the young man's neck, closed her eyes, and passionately returned his kiss.

The swing was still swinging, her skirt brushing against the shy petals, the sunset only illuminating their silhouettes as they kissed, painting them with a romantic orange-red hue...

There are only the two of them here tonight. The two-story cabin is prepared with things for the night. The others are resting at the hotel at the foot of the mountain, waiting to come tomorrow to help create a good atmosphere.

Tan Wen originally just wanted a kiss, but his blood was boiling and surging, making him kiss harder and harder. His hands gripping the rope were so tight that the veins were bulging, but he still couldn't suppress the clamoring desire.

just now.

Jiang Ni couldn't breathe, so she gently bit his lower lip to give him a signal, and Tan Wen cooperated and ended the kiss.

He looked down at her, his inner eyes tinged with red at the corners, his gaze burning, his body burning...

Jiang Ni's eyelashes trembled. She breathed heavily, took a few deep breaths, and dared not meet his gaze.

"I'm not playing anymore..." Her voice trembled slightly.

It's not fear.

It's not nervousness.

"Let's go back... I," she leaned on his shoulder, boldly expressing her desire for the first time ever, "...want you."

How coincidental.

They were truly on the same wavelength, Tan thought.

The swing stopped.

Tan Wen put his feet on the ground, hugged Jiang Ni, and kissed her earlobe: "I want to too—but I don't want to go back."

He gently rubbed the soft flesh of her earlobe with his teeth, and Jiang Ni clutched his clothes tightly, shrinking back sensitively.

"We're right here."

Jiang Ni's first reaction was to refuse—how could this be! Even if there's no one here, she shouldn't do such a thing!

Tan Wen, however, had anticipated this and preemptively said before she could speak: "My sister said that the initiative is mine, and I want it, right here."

"It's tomorrow..." Attorney Jiang still had a sliver of clarity in her mind.

Tan Wen shamelessly retorted, "You didn't say we couldn't use it in advance."

Jiang Ni: "..."

She wanted to glare at him, but when she met his dark eyes, she was completely overwhelmed by the love and desire surging within them.

"...Just this once."