Originally, the edge of the ring was so big that Zi Yan felt that it would fall off with a slight shake, but who would have imagined that after putting it on her finger, the ring would slowly shrink and become the most perfect and comfortable state.

Putting on the ring, Zhang Han held Zi Yan's palm and kissed it lightly on his lips. He looked at her softly, without saying anything.

Zi Yan's beautiful eyes blinked, took the ring, and slowly put it on Zhang Han's left ring finger.