Marry Me Quick

Chapter 736

Chapter 736 I&aposm Willing to Marry You

As Muchen lifted Ziyue out of the bathtub, her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and coyness. She couldn't help but yearn for the old Muchen. He used to be more reserved and far less shameless than his current self...

With a towel wrapped around her, Muchen carried her out and gently placed her on the bed. He then turned around to fetch her pajamas.

Ziyue snuck under the blanket and whispered, "Just leave the pajamas on the bed and go take your bath. Don't worry about me."

Muchen turned his head, unable to spot Ziyue's form. His heart sank, but he felt relieved after noticing the lump in the blanket. He had been a bit startled earlier.

He approached the bedside with her pajamas in hand and spoke softly, "I won't help you put them on. Come out from there, stop hiding."

Upon hearing his words, Ziyue lowered the blanket, revealing a pair of eyes brimming with moisture, and urged him, "Hurry, go take your bath."

"Okay, okay, I'll go now." Muchen couldn't help but chuckle at her shyness.

After saying that, he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he approached Ziyue, but before he could move, she quickly retreated under the blanket.

A smile played on Muchen's lips. Once he started teasing and joking with Ziyue, stopping was hard for him. After a brief moment, he gently tugged the blanket and spoke with a lingering smile, "Alright, I'm really going to bathe now. Your clothes are here."

He stood up and lingered by the bedside for a few seconds. Noticing Ziyue's lack of movement, he turned and entered the bathroom.

Ziyue heard running water coming from the bathroom and sat up. She glanced towards the bathroom and noticed that the door was left open.

Why didn't he close the door while taking a bath? Even though they were at home, she remembered that Muchen didn't have this habit before.

After lying unconscious in bed for half a year and now awake, she realized that Muchen had become... more flirtatious?

This thought startled Ziyue, and she quickly got up and put on her pajamas. After getting dressed, she couldn't help but roll around on the bed.

Having been bedridden for so long, she could clearly tell that her body felt different now.

By the time Muchen finished bathing and emerged, Ziyue was already drowsy and starting to drift off.

Seeing her lying on the blanket, Muchen leaned over and whispered, "Get up for a moment. Let me cover you with the blanket."

Ziyue opened her eyes and glanced at him, just a single glance, and then closed her eyes in a dazed manner, mindlessly complying with his request, moving away from the blanket.

Muchen pulled the blanket and covered her, saying, "Alright, you can sleep now."

True to his words, Ziyue soon fell into a deep sleep again.

Muchen chuckled, realizing that she must be exhausted. He adjusted the air conditioning temperature, turned off the light, and lay down on the bed. He pulled Ziyue into his arms and softly said, "Yue Yue?"

No response.

Muchen called out to her once again.

"Mmm..." Ziyue mumbled in a daze, tugging the blanket and showing annoyance at Muchen's interruption.

Muchen's expression froze momentarily. After a while, he rose from the bed and returned with a delicate little box in his hand.

He retrieved a ring from the box and slid it onto Ziyue's ring finger.

Although her body had recovered quite well, she was still slightly thinner than before. The ring was loose on her finger but wouldn't slip off. It could still fit.

All Muchen needed to do was help her regain total health, and Ziyue would soon return to her healthy self.

The following morning, Ziyue woke up very early.

Her movement stirred Muchen awake as well.

Still half asleep, Muchen placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"Good morning."

Ziyue was about to say something when she felt something hard on her left hand's ring finger. Curiosity piqued, she extended her hand and examined it momentarily without saying a word.

Just as Muchen thought Ziyue disapproved of the ring, she grumbled, "Why did you secretly slip it onto my finger while I was asleep..."

Muchen felt relieved that Ziyue didn't indicate not liking the ring.

"Do you like it?"

Ziyue shifted her gaze from the ring and casually glanced at Muchen, remarking, "Not bad."

Not bad? Did that mean she wasn't particularly fond of the ring?

Muchen couldn't help but furrow.

With Ziyue's condition gradually stabilizing, he had more time to think and plan other matters.

For example, what gift to give her upon waking up and what kind of wedding they should have...

He impulsively bought this ring one day after dropping off Zixi at kindergarten and deciding to stop by a jewelry store on the way back.

Muchen thought Ziyue would like it, but...

Observing Muchen's silence, Ziyue felt a hint of helplessness.

So, he knew better than to put the ring on her finger without explaining why he gave it to her? Gosh, what was he thinking?

A person's fondness for something often comes from cherishing the meaning behind it, with less emphasis on the object itself. And this clueless man slid the ring onto her finger and asked if she liked it?

Come on! There hadn't been a single instance where she didn't like the presents he got for her! This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Ziyue, noticing his silence, rolled over and sat up. She playfully nibbled on his chin and said, "You silly goose!" before hopping out of bed and walking barefoot into the bathroom.

Muchen watched with a mix of concern and apprehension as she bounced around. His voice was laced with frustration, "Watch out! Su Ziyue!"

This woman had just been discharged from the hospital. Was she trying to get injured again?!

Ziyue glanced back at him with a mischievous look before disappearing into the bathroom.

After freshening up, she emerged from the bathroom to find Muchen leaning against the bedside, deep in thought as if something was bothering him.

Ziyue walked up to the side of the bed and picked up his phone from the nightstand, starting to fiddle with it.

She had slept too long and needed to catch up on current events, or she would feel out of touch with society.

Ugh, her phone broke again.

Her phone's lifespan was really abysmally short.

Muchen lifted the covers and sat behind her, encircling her with his arms and gently caressing the ring on her hand.

Her fingers were delicate and elegant, and the ring enhanced their charm.

The ring was simple yet luxurious. While the design wasn't unique, it came with a hefty price tag!

Sometimes, expensive gifts were a way for men to demonstrate their love for the woman they loved.

Ziyue didn't say anything. But deep down, she loved the ring he had chosen for her.

Muchen held her hand and brought it to his lips, gently kissing it. Ziyue attempted to pull away, saying, "I'm reading the news, quit being handsy."

Muchen refused to let go, and Ziyue couldn't retract her hand.

She turned to him with an annoyed glare.

To her surprise, Muchen pecked her on the lips, wearing a faint smile. "You already have the ring on, and I think now the more important thing is not reading the news but preparing for the wedding."

"When did I agree to your proposal?" Ziyue tilted her head, expressing her displeasure.

Proposal? Well, it looked like he had overlooked that crucial and fundamental step.

Muchen pondered momentarily and realized he should make better preparations and propose to her again.

Coincidentally, Ziyue still needed some more time to recuperate.

Those thoughts formed in his mind, and he released his grip on Ziyue, patting her head. "You read the news; I'll freshen up."

Ziyue watched him stand up and leave, feeling a little embarrassed. Had she taken the joke too far?

Wasn't it said that Muchen's temper had improved significantly compared to before? Then why did he still seem upset with her?

Ziyue didn't have any more time to play with the phone. She casually tossed it aside and called him, "Hey, don't go. I say yes! I'm willing! I'm willing to marry you!"

Muchen turned to look at her, his expression dumbfounded.

Ziyue was taken aback. Had she misinterpreted his meaning?

Muchen gazed at Ziyue, who appeared utterly confused, and suddenly burst into laughter. Despite his laugh, his tone remained severe.

"Woman, don't you know about grace and maintaining your composure? You shouldn't be so loud and bold!"