Song Xiyue did have a good impression of him, but his words were so sudden that it took her a long time to recover: "Quack, don't you think you are too hasty?"

He curled his lips and spread his hands: "Is there any? I have thought about it carefully."

In fact, Qiao Shaoan met her at the East Pier as early as six years ago. At that time, Song Xiyue actually had a slight liking for him.

Qiao Shaoan has indeed had countless confidants over the years, but they were just a show of love and never taken seriously.

And every time he saw Song Xiyue, he always wanted to tease her and see how cute she was jumping around like crazy. He knew that in his heart, this girl was different from those girls who were just going through the motions.

She doesn't pretend to be coquettish, doesn't act coquettishly, and doesn't like to wear heavy makeup. She shows her truest side in front of him.

He was originally a non-marriage person and believed that marriage was the grave of love.

But when he saw the scene of Yin Mochen's family getting along warmly in the hospital, he couldn't help but feel envy and longing rising in his heart.

It turns out that family and marriage can also be such happiness, which makes people yearn for them.

When it comes to marriage, the first thing that comes to his mind is not those young model actresses with impeccable looks and figures, but this little girl who speaks ill of him. He doesn't know when he has liked her so much.

Up.

Think about it, if he can marry her, then he will no longer be alone in the two-meter-five-by-three-meter big bed at home. There will be two pairs of chopsticks and two bowls on the long dining table, and a huge bathtub in the bathroom.

You can also wash it with two people...

From then on, no matter what you do, you will never feel lonely. The two of you stay with each other, know each other, and will never leave.

How nice!

Just thinking about days like that was enough to make him fascinated.

Facing his extremely sincere gaze, Song Xiyue was at a loss. Indeed, she had some interest in him, but she didn't reach the point of talking about marriage all of a sudden, right?

"Do you understand me? Do I understand you? Don't you think what you said was careless?" Song Xiyue's eyes widened and she asked three questions in a row.

Qiao Shaoan slowly got out of bed, walked up to her step by step with bare feet, touched her lips with his slender fingers, and said word by word: "Do you think I am joking with you? Do you think I really have no feelings for you?

?Don’t you feel my love for you Sima Zhao at all?"

Not only did he not answer her question, but he also asked her three questions in a row.

"I...you..." Song Xiyue was at a loss for words. She had never seen Qiao Shaoan like this before. She stared blankly at the man wearing only a white bath towel around his waist for a long time before feeling depressed.

He held back his voice and said, "This is too fast..."

"The fastest flash marriage I have ever seen. It only took three days for the man and woman to meet and set up the banquet. Strictly speaking, we have known each other for six years. It is not fast at all." Qiao Shaoan said with a righteous look on his face.

He put his hands on her shoulders, "Xiaoyue, I like you, I know you also have feelings for me, let's be together!"

Song Xiyue's cheeks couldn't help but turn red as she listened to his love words. Qiao Shaoan lost no time in leaning forward and getting closer to her lips little by little.
Chapter completed!