Overlord, Love Me Tender - Chapter 495: Rather than thanking me, why not give your heart to me

Chapter 495: Rather than thanking me, why not give your heart to me

Translator: Misty Cloud Translations  Editor: Misty Cloud Translations

A lingering kiss.

Di Mo Xuan seemed as though he was going to melt into her bones and blood as his arms embraced her tightly.

Ye Qing Luo’s cheeks were flushed red as her alluring eyes fluttered as she fell softly into his embrace.

A pair of slender hands encircled his neck as it hung without any strength in front of his chest.

By her ears was the man’s deep and mellow voice, as though savouring an urn of rich wine which seeped into one’s consciousness making her giddy and intoxicated.

“Lil Luo’er, rather than thanking me, why not just give your heart to me.”

Ye Qing Luo’s eyes widened.

Her heart pounded wildly as it started racing.

She looked blankly into Di Mo Xuan’s sentimental eyes, the scorching heat was like a flame, burning her entire mind and body.

He was serious.

Was this considered as…. A proposal?

Did he mean was to take her as his wife?

Ye Qing Luo’s cheeks were thoroughly red as those long luscious lashes kept fluttering.

What it concealed was a pair of bashful eyes.

She had never thought of matters of the heart to the extent of getting married

She only felt that it was enough for the both of them to be together, to get acquainted, to fall in love.

“Lil Luo’er.” Di Mo Xuan’s slender fingers locked her lower jaw as his gaze slowly intensified, “Don’t tell me, you’ve never thought of becoming my wife?”

Ye Qing Luo blinked in an extremely innocent way, “We’ve just got acquainted not too long ago and haven’t totally understood each other yet so regarding marriage…. Isn’t it a little too soon?”

“Not soon.” A non-hesitant reply directly broke off Ye Qing Luo’s words, “From the moment that I’ve got together with you, I’ve decided to accompany you for the rest of my life.”

That voice was sonorous and powerful, and extremely determined.

Ye Qing Luo’s heart had once again been touched.

Her heart was in a mess, so messy that she had no way to consider any problems carefully.

Indeed… what Qiao Jin and the rest said were right.

It was only when she was beside Di Mo Xuan that she was like a woman, a real woman.

She had always been independent and self reliant, so she was used to being alone.

But in the front of Di Mo Xuan, she had a woman’s emotions and psychological state.

This feeling was something which only Di Mo Xuan could give her.

Ye Qing Luo’s slender fingers coiled tightly around Di Mo Xuan’s robe slowly.

She raised her head and gazed at Di Mo Xuan’s shiny lower law and elegant lines, “Ah Xuan, how long…. is a lifetime?”

“No matter how long you want it to be, I’ll grant it to you.” Di Mo Xuan caressed her face as his fingertips were slightly cold. His pair of peach blossom eyes were so gentle that water could be squeezed out from it.

His gaze was getting fiery by the moment.

Ye Qing Luo’s cheeks turned crimson red.

No matter how long she wanted it to be, he would grant it to her.

She knew that Di Mo Xuan was never one to make false promises.

For him to say such things, that represented his determination.

Ye Qing Luo’s inner heart was filled with overwhelming warmth from Di Mo Xuan’s words.

She grabbed hold of Di Mo Xuan’s hand as her fingers clasped into his, with ten fingers tightly woven together.

Her eyes were sparking with laughter as her gaze congealed on their crossed hands and she was brimming with a light smile, “Alright, I’m willing to get married with you.”

Di Mo Xuan’s expression was overjoyed as his large palm held on to Ye Qing Luo’s little hand.

His arms tightened as he embraced her tighter. His hair that was casually tied scattered on his half exposed chest and he looked extremely bewitching.

“Lil Luo’er, you really…”

His words had barely escaped from his mouth.

When he saw Ye Qing Luo’s pink lips curled up while a flash of craftiness flashed past her charming eyes, “But…. there is a pre-requisite before we get married.”

Di Mo Xuan narrowed his eyes as he consciously knew that what Ye Qing Luo was going to say next, was something which he didn’t wanted to hear.

As expected, he heard that lady’s sweet melodious voice continuing, “Ah Xuan, I know that you don’t mind the disparity between us. But if we were to marry, then I must hold the rights to be able to walk hand in hand next to you, to become your aide.”