In such a tense situation, a wedding card was suddenly handed to Edwards Wayne. He opened it and took a look, his lips subconsciously curving into a smile. As a good friend and brother, he finally got his wish, and was going to bring the beauty home.
Alan Wood was extremely pleased with this period of time, because his good performance over the past year had finally caught Anne's heart again. In the past, he would gift a famous car named bag and a large diamond ring to Anne to propose to her, but Anne seemed to be extremely disappointed in him and turned him down.
But this time, he was squatting in the bathroom, personally washing his daughter's underwear. Anne lazily leaned on the bathroom door, with her hands folded across her chest, watching him wash his daughter's underwear and suddenly said: "Alan Wood, let's get married!"
That moment of confession, made Alan Wood unable to believe it. His handsome eyes widened, staring at the woman's calm face,
"Anne, what did you just say?" Alan Wood still wanted to seriously listen to it again.
Anne sighed, then became serious, and said word by word: "I said we should get married."
"Really?" At this moment, Alan Wood finally heard it clearly. His heart was in ecstasy as he walked over and hugged Anne tightly in his embrace, kissing her hair non - stop. "Anne, do you know? I've waited more than a year for you to say those words, and you've finally agreed to marry me!"
Anne was embarrassed by his passionate hug and quickly reached out to push him away. "Your hands are full of water, you got my clothes wet. hurry up and wash your daughter's pants first before talking about it."
Alan Wood was simply too happy, he was too arrogant, looking at the woman's white clothes with his ten finger marks he immediately retreated, his deep eyes revealed a smile as he looked at Anne and asked: "Anne, honestly, why do you suddenly want to marry me? Is something about me moving you?"
"No, I just suddenly thought it through. Anyway, I've been alone in this life and I've been with you before. At least you can help me bring my daughter!" Anne intentionally replied indifferently, but the real reason was that during this period of time, Alan Wood's gentleness and care for her daughter slowly penetrated into her heart. She suddenly realized that she was used to him taking care of her, although she would sometimes be angered by him, but wasn't this the taste of life?
"That's it?" Alan Wood was still waiting for her to say something nice to tease him, but he never expected her to answer him like this, to the point that it seemed as if his existence was negligible.
"That's right, what else can we do?" Anne looked at his gradually dimming eyes, and started to laugh secretly at the bottom of her heart. Now, she had found a way to treat this man, and that was to not take him too seriously.
"I thought you'd already forgiven me for my previous mistakes. Anne, how important am I in your heart? Can you tell me?" Alan Wood couldn't help but want to know.
Anne realized that she couldn't stand his wounded eyes, so she stopped making fun of him. Walking over, she extended her arms and gently hugged his waist, her cheek rested on his chest as she muttered: "It's more important than what I imagined, Alan Wood, I'm afraid that I'll have to fall into your hands for the rest of my life."
he looked at her with a gentle and happy expression: "I knew it, Anne, you were actually teasing me just now!"
"Daddy, Mummy ..." Just as the two of them were making fun of each other, suddenly, a little body ran in through the door. Their daughter named Crystal was already two and a half years, and had started to become sensible.
Anne extended her hand and smoothed the hair on the side of her ear, then glared at Alan Wood: "Hurry up and wash clothes, I'll bring daughter downstairs to play!"
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