Chapter 3065 Sister Nian: I agree
Ye Wangchuan froze for a moment.
Qiao Nian put his hands in his pockets, with a cool expression, raised his head slightly, and met his eyes: "You put the ring on my right middle finger, isn't it a marriage proposal?"
She asked very directly and sharply.
It's very Qiao Nian's style.
It doesn't mean to be muddy at all.
Direct and enthusiastic.
Like a fire, a prairie fire started!
Ye Wangchuan was used to the rules of the upper class, always arrogant and reserved, so he didn't think of how to answer her for a while.
"Forget it." Seeing that he didn't answer, Qiao Nian stretched out his hand and pulled down the brim of his hat, straightened up casually, and got up to leave the rooftop.
When she was about to pass by the man, Ye Wangchuan grabbed her wrist, pulled her back, wrapped her in his arms, and slightly hooked her head.
The light imprinted on his face, his eyes were thick and colorful, and the pupils only reflected the girl's flamboyant and unruly face: "If I say yes, will you agree to Niannian?"
His voice was low and hoarse, obviously emotional.
Like a small brush over the auricle.
Qiao Nian narrowed his eyes, originally intending to make a joke, but touched his eyes and the surging emotions inside.
Qiao Nian's pupils trembled slightly, and after a moment of silence, the expression on his face gradually changed from frivolous to serious: "I didn't say no."
Ye Wangchuan hasn't reacted yet.
She broke free from the restraints, stood back, glanced at him lightly to see that he didn't respond, and said softly, "Didn't I agree a long time ago?"
She doesn't quite understand how ordinary couples get tired of falling in love. This is more difficult for her than studying the atomic bomb.
But she never promises others easily, as long as she says, she will do it.
"I said, get married at 21."
Qiao Nianxing's eyes were clear, she was extremely solemn, and her voice was somewhat loose in her bones: "I'm 20 now, and I'm still a year away."
Ye Wangchuan's eyes seemed to reflect the light of the entire capital city, his thin lips curled up somehow, and he couldn't put it down: "Okay, I'll wait for you for a year."
Qiao Nian looked at him again, hesitant to speak.
She wanted to say something, but before her brain could figure out what to say, her cell phone rang.
"I'll take a call."
Qiao Nian glanced at the incoming call, stepped aside and picked it up.
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M country's most prestigious royal hotel top floor suites that are not reserved for outsiders.
Nie Qingru poured herself a glass of red wine, got up and took the goblet to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, looking at the bustling city below.
Holding the phone in one hand, drinking wine: "I thought you wouldn't answer my call."
Soon there was a girl's annoying voice on the other end of the phone.
"If I knew it was you calling, maybe I wouldn't answer it."
Nie Qingru's face darkened, she immediately lowered her eyes, and snapped at the girl's name: "Qiao Nian!"
Her anger seemed to sink into the sea, and all she got was the girl's more impatient and even frivolous answer: "What do you want from me, just tell me if you have something to do, and I'll die if you don't."
Nie Qingru's knuckles holding the wine glass are raised, and the raised part is slightly white, which shows that her mood fluctuates greatly.
"I heard that your birthday is today?" She tried her best to sound calm and indifferent: "Why didn't you tell me? I might as well get someone to prepare a birthday present for you in advance."
Nie Qingru suppressed her nausea and finished speaking, thinking that if she took the initiative to show favor, the other party would at least be polite and accept it when she knew it was good.
Who knows, the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, and then there was an almost mocking sneer.
(end of this chapter)