Chapter 871

"Could it be potatoes, nail clippers..."

man

"... it's not like."

But she was afraid, afraid of expectations too high, and the result is not what she thought, the expectation suddenly fell.

Fu Zhiyan seems to have seen through her thoughts. Feng Mou is calm. In her always cold tone, she is incredibly tender. "Open it and have a look."

Han Xiaoye reached out and took the box to her hand. Before opening it, she could not help saying, "little uncle, if what you give me is not what I want, I..."

"Yes?" Fu Zhiyan is smiling.

"I'll bite your little bird to death, and I'll stay alive!" She choked for a long time.

man

What is the bird that killed him? When I think about qianshanniao, who used to yell at her mouth, I know what bird she was talking about, and my face is blacker.

"Shut up

"... I don't. anyway, first of all, if what I see is not what I think, you must be responsible." How much Han Xiaoye expects in his heart, how much he feels uneasy in his mouth.

Fu Zhiyan saw through the uneasiness behind the stubborn mouth of the little woman in front of him. The fire that had been angry with her was almost coming up. Now all that had no reason was out, leaving only a strong sense of helplessness and indulgence. "You open it first."

"I..." Han Xiaoye coy, heart a horizontal, teeth a bite, opened the box. pretty

It's really a diamond ring!

So

man

"Ah?"

"Shall we get married?"

Shall we get married?

How about getting married?

... get married.

Dong Dong!

Heart beat to the highest point, suddenly fell back to the chest, her nose sour, heart and sweet Zizi. Sour and sweet two kinds of taste in the heart, she suddenly rushed up, not reserved bite man's thin lip, mercilessly kiss up.

She is a Fauvist, and her family is no different from biting. flower She wants to use all of them now. man

Fortunately, Fu Zhiyan reacted quickly, and her big hand clamped her small hand.

"Don't make trouble. There are people around."

"I don't care. I'm blind. I can't see." Han Xiaoye's mouth will be grinning to his ears. He can't be happy any more. He's going to heaven. "Besides, I kiss my husband and touch my husband. He doesn't care what they do. man

From being pregnant with a little monkey to being over a year old, they are finally getting married! And it's a romantic proposal!

Her heart is about to fly up, that kind of mood is like washing three warm, indescribable!

man

"Yeah, we're getting married."

Another bite.

"Wedding dress, wedding dress, we haven't taken wedding photos yet."

Give me another bite.

"I'm going to invite them all."

Fu Zhiyan mouth has been a relaxed indulgent smile, light said, "good."

pretty

"Good."

"I want to have a honeymoon. You can't send me off with a wedding just because we've already told you." Han Xiaoye's eyes turned, and he thought of a strange saying.

Fu Zhiyan's smile is about to overflow, "OK."

"Really?" Han Xiaoye is the mouth that said, did not expect that he would really agree, inch, "you at least take me to play for a week."

"Half a year."

"Well?" She suspected that her ears had been wrong. "Half a year? Do you mean we go on holiday? "

"Well, dusk night already went to primary school. Xiao Jiu gave it to my mother and Aunt Liu, and we went out."

Hold Hold If there's no honeymoon, it's not much fun to hold a ceremony. Although it can be made up later, the honeymoon made up is not called honeymoon, but vacation.

He owes her such a long wedding, of course, to be perfect, he doesn't want the hooligan to leave a little regret. So for this half year's holiday, he didn't give himself a weekend for two years.

Han Xiaoye didn't know Fu Zhiyan's efforts in the past six months, and his eyes had already widened involuntarily, "really? Really going out for half a year? Just the two of us? "

"Yes."

"I wipe, little uncle, did you fall off the cliff and get through Ren Du's two veins?" She couldn't help saying, "it's a proposal, a diamond ring, a wedding and a honeymoon, Uncle... You're not a fake, are you?"

"Fu Zhiyan frowned.

What a fake.

Han Xiaoye stretched out his hand and tugged hard on his face, "it's human skin."

"..." he made a big jump in his temple!

these

"I don't know what style."

Han Xiaoye calculated with his fingers, "sultry, feudal, forbidden desire, cold, low EQ, nagging, lecturing..."

Fu Zhiyan was choked by her angry chest, "love to nag, love to lecture?" Still sultry, low EQ?

"There are advantages, of course." The person who is holding a finger is still quick to respond. He immediately added, "you are still handsome and rich."

“……”

"It's a face world these days. You are invincible. You still have money. Basically, it's on and off. "

"Besides money and face?"

"Except for money and face..." Han Xiaoye thought for a long time, and finally made up for him as if he remembered, "high IQ!"

Fu Zhiyan waited for a long time until she said this. There was no language at all. He got up and said faintly, "go home."

So he was in her heart.

It's false to say that you are not depressed. Any man who is so appraised by his wife will not be happy.

"So fast?"

“……”

man Later, he asked, "little uncle, are you angry?"

"Are you really angry?"

"No

"Fart is not, you are clearly angry."

“……”

"Don't be angry."

"Come on, go home."