One night, Ke Jingheng crept into Luo Xiaomei's room after Luo Yujun slept soundly as usual.
Since he climbed over from the balcony in the middle of the night, Luo xiaoberry was worried about his accident, so she had to consciously leave the door for him.
"Raspberry, did you sleep?" He gently pushed the raspberry and silently followed him into the quilt.
Luo xiaoberry slept a little confused. When he heard his voice, he naturally looked for the most habitual position and drilled into his arms. Not to mention, sleeping alone is much warmer than sleeping alone - especially on such a late autumn night.
"Why did you come so late..." she whispered, her big eyes half open and half closed, looking like half asleep and half awake.
"It's not your brother pestering me..." Ke Jingheng was depressed at the thought. The Luo Yujun was like a ghost, who was everywhere, staring at him with his eyes full of examination all the time.
Even after he fell asleep, he would turn into an octopus and pester him tightly. Several times he wanted to say to him, "everyone is a boy. Is it really good for you to move like this?"
Tonight's Luo Yujun is particularly difficult. Several times he got out of his claws, but the next second he was tightly entangled by him. After more than a dozen rounds, he slipped out of bed sweating and went straight to lowerberry's room.
Alas, when will such a sneaky day come to an end!
"Raspberry, shall we get engaged after eighteen?" He really wants to work with a certificate! At that time, he can stay in her room every day and do whatever he wants.
"Ah?" When Luo Xiaomei heard this, he was sleepy for most of the time, and suddenly woke up, "engagement?"
Although she also likes Ke Jingheng, she always feels that she is still very young, and what kind of engagement and marriage is still far away from herself.
"Why, you don't want to?" Ke Jingheng was a little unhappy, and his tone became stuffy. "Don't forget that we have an engagement since childhood. You don't want to refuse to admit it."
Why, he has a feeling of forced marriage?
"No, I don't want to." Luo Xiaomei's face was a little red, and her heart was filled with joy, shame and expectation. "I just feel that eighteen seems to be far away from us."
"Wrong! You're going to have your 16th birthday soon. In two years... You can be my fiancee!" When Ke Jingheng heard her say this, he couldn't help but hold her firmly in his arms, "I don't care. If you say you don't want to, you just want to! When you're 18 years old, I'll tell my parents about it! After you're engaged, you'll move in with me..."
Just saying that, many beautiful pictures came to his mind. Then he can give her a good morning kiss, a good night kiss every day, and of course... There are many French kisses and others.
The most important thing is that he can call her "wife" in good faith! You can also put her in the right place!
"No, why did I move in with you, not you move in with me!" Lowerberry pouted discontentedly.
"Well, for the sake of fairness, your family will stay for three days and ours for three days, okay?"
Under the moonlight, they began to plan and look forward to the future "newly married life".