Song Chengyi, who had been standing there for a few seconds, felt relieved after reacting to the meaning of this sentence. It was obvious that she was deliberately teasing him just now.

He took a big step to catch up with her, took her little hand again, and said, "Mu Wanning, you did it on purpose."

Wanning raised a playful smile: "Yes, I did it on purpose, who told you to almost marry someone else?"

Song Chengyi looked at her, his deep eyes filled with a strong tenderness that could not be dissolved: "If I had known that I would have met you, no matter how long I would have waited."

The sudden gentle confession made Wanning feel sweeter than eating honey. She lowered her head and pursed her lips and laughed secretly, holding his big hand tightly. She was in a good mood, so she couldn't help singing a song. This was the first time she sang in her life:

"I think I'll just hold your hand and not let go,

Can love be forever simple and without sorrow?

I want to take me on a bicycle,

I want to take me to see baseball,

I want to leave without worry

I want to hold your hand and not let go,

Can love be simple and without harm?

I lean on your shoulders,

I'm asleep on your chest,

In life like this, I love you, you love me..."

The cheerful and pleasant song lingers in Song Chengyi's ears. It turns out that her singing is so nice, but why are the lyrics strange? Did she make it herself?

Take her on a bicycle, no problem, put her on the shoulder, no problem, have to fall asleep on his chest? This will be no problem in the future, but who can tell him what the hell is baseball?

Facing the rising sun, wearing the morning light, blowing the cool breeze, smelling the fragrance of flowers, holding hands with the loved ones, and walking forward. Mu Wanning suddenly felt that her future life was full of hope, and she would definitely be happy by his side in this life.

In the end, they did not take the bus and walked all the way to Yinlou. Of course, when they arrived at a crowded place, Song Chengyi let go of her hand.

This silver building is very grand, with a separate two-story building with a gilded sign: the dragon and phoenix show auspiciousness.

After entering the door, a waiter wearing a long gown came up to receive them: "Does sir, do you want to buy ready-made or custom-made?"

The atmosphere here made Mu Wanning suddenly feel like she was traveling to the Republic of China. If Song Chengyi changed into a Zhongshan outfit and she wore a cheongsam, it would be even more like that.

She only cared about looking around to appreciate the structure and layout here, and Song Chengyi returned: "Customize it."

"Those two, please follow me to the second floor."

When we arrived at the second floor, the waiter handed them over to the master who made jewelry and went downstairs.

The master brought glasses and took out a thick booklet: "What kind of jewelry do you want to make? There are pictures here, let's take a look?"

Song Chengyi took the booklet, but Wan Ning didn't even look at it: "Master, do you have paper, pencil, eraser here? I want to draw one myself."

The master smiled kindly: "Miss, want to draw it by herself?"

"Um!"

"Okay, I'll find you paper and pencils." Although the master did not believe that this little girl could draw anything, because the design in this booklet was the hard work of several generations of Yinlou, he would try his best to satisfy the customer's requirements.

Wanning took a pen and drew it seriously. The pattern was constructed in her mind last night. She drew it very slowly and carefully because she wanted the master to compare it and make a real thing that was exactly the same.

Song Chengyi didn't expect the young wife to draw anything. Under the recommendation of the master, he carefully selected the complete set of gold jewelry to be hired.

After a few minutes, Wanning raised the drawing paper with satisfaction, blew the rubber dandruff on it, and handed it to the master: "Master, look, can this be done?"

The master took a simple look at it first and immediately put on his reading glasses: "Girl, this, here?"
Chapter completed!