Wei Wuxian took the juice and looked around the box, it was still staggeringly luxurious, and he couldn't help but mutter
"What the hell is Lan Zhan going to do, even if he wants to buy things for his family, he can't afford to come to such a high-end and luxurious place, right?"
Just as Wei Wuxian was thinking nonsense, Lan Wangji's phone clanged, and Lan Wangji walked up to Wei Ying, gently placed the cup in his hand on the table, and then took his hand
"Wei Ying, let's go, go to another box!"
Wei Wuxian didn't know what the hell Lan Zhan was up to, but as long as Lan Zhan said it, his words seemed to have a hypnotic effect on him, even if Lan Zhan wanted to take him to the Upper Sword Mountain and the Sea of Fire, he felt that he would nod his head without hesitation.
Lan Wangji took Wei Ying and pushed open the door of another box, different from the gray tone of the box just now, the color of this room was bright, and even the furnishings and decorations in the room were all warm colors.
The air is filled with a faint scent of sandalwood. In the room, every detail reveals a romantic atmosphere.
On the wall, there is a hand-painted oil painting of a pair of snuggled lovers, strolling in the sunset, their shadows stretched long in the afterglow, as if to merge into this endless romance.
Underneath the painting, there is a small wooden table with two cups of steaming coffee, giving off an enticing aroma. Next to the coffee cup, there are two open books, the pages of which are gently turning in the breeze, as if telling a beautiful love story, the window is retro-style, one window is open, the evening breeze blows in through the window, and the curtain is gently shaking.
In the corner of the room, a pot of greenery is placed to add a touch of life to the interior. Next to the greenery, there is a soft sofa with several pillows scattered on the sofa, each embroidered with a different heart pattern, full of sweet atmosphere. On the opposite side of the sofa is a retro-style TV with a romantic movie playing on the TV, adding a bit of romance to the whole room, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, everything in the room looks like a dream, Wei Wuxian feels like he is having an unreal dream!
There were roses scattered on the ground, Lan Wangji motioned for Wei Wuxian to take off his shoes, he pulled him in, Wei Wuxian had never seen a room like this, it was dreamlike, warm and romantic, he walked here to see, and ran over there to see, everything in this room, he loved it to the bone, he liked it very much.
He walked to the windowsill, and the view of the lake was reflected in the turquoise water, which was beautiful and intoxicating......
Suddenly, there was a soft buzzing sound behind him, and when he came back to his senses, he saw a small drone, and a small flower basket hanging under the drone, and in the middle of the red roses, a small red gold velvet cloth box was placed
"Lan Zhan, what is this?"
"Wei Ying, open it"
Wei Wuxian received the command of love, he stretched out his hand, he was actually a little nervous, his trembling fingers pinched the golden velvet box, and after he held it up, he exhaled softly before slowly opening it.
Because he was standing by the window, the afterglow of the setting sun hit the box, and the moment he opened it, the Ambilight shone out, Wei Wuxian's eyes were shaken slightly, and he looked at it again, only to see two crown-style rings lying quietly in the box.
Both rings are crown-style, and each is set with diamonds, so when the setting sun shines, it will shine brightly.
Lan Wangji walked up to Wei Wuxian, he picked up one of the rings with a relatively small number of laps, and knelt down on one knee
"Wei Ying, thank you for your willingness to marry me, my husband, are you willing to wear it?"
Wei Wuxian was stunned, he didn't expect Lan Wangji to take him to buy a ring, although he didn't care much about these things, but Lan Wangji did this, which showed his sincerity and sincerity.
Wei Wuxian felt a warm current in his heart, followed by Peng Bai
"Lan Zhan, I'm willing!"
Lan Wangji's eyes shone with happiness in the setting sun, and he slowly put the ring on Wei Ying's finger, and then imprinted a pious kiss on it.