Yu Jinwen blinked.

She remembered it, but she changed the positions of "you" and "me", and "I marry you" became "you marry me."

Knowing that she did it on purpose, Yu Jinwen leaned over and lightly scratched the bridge of her straight nose.

"Are you going to marry me?"

"Uh-huh." Nan Song's energy recovered a little, and her voice still had a lazy flavor, "I wonder if I can afford to marry you?"

"I can afford it."

Yu Jinwen cooperated with her seriously, "As long as I am my son-in-law, Miss Nan will give me a bed."

"Son-in-law?"

Nan Song laughed when he heard this, "Then I still have to keep you. But you are too old, I might as well raise a puppy."

"..."

Yu Jinwen's face fell, he immediately turned around and snorted.

Do you think he is old? Then let him go?

Seeing him turning his back, as angry as a big mushroom, obviously very angry but reluctant to leave, it was really cute and heartbreaking.

"Okay, okay, I'm not angry with you anymore."

Nan Song himself made the person angry, so he went over to coax him, hugged him from behind, and asked softly against his face, "Can I marry you?"

Yu Jinwen glanced at her lightly, lost his temper, and nodded, "Yeah!"

That's pretty much it.

Seeing that he was still pouting and looking aggrieved, Nan Song suppressed a smile and said, "Then you will support me from now on, okay?"

Yu Jinwen thought this was a matter of course and nodded without hesitation, "Yeah!"

Nan Song was coaxing a child, "We, Jin, are not old at all, we are very young and have great physical strength, right?"

Yu Jinwen nodded seriously this time, "Yeah!"

"Hahaha......"

Nan Song was so happy that she went over and hugged his face, "Oh, why are you so cute? Have you been infected by me?"

Yu Jinwen heard that she was praising him in disguise, and smiled at her face. The little grievance of "I am old and honest" in his heart had long been eliminated, and he lifted her into his arms and placed one of his big hands on her.

On her hip, one was placed on her back, holding her tightly.

As if he hadn't kissed her enough, he held her face and rubbed her ears together, as if he was tasting a delicious pastry.

Nan Song saw that the kiss was getting deeper and deeper, feeling the danger aura, fearing that if it happened again, her waist would really break.

Pushing the person away at the right time, she opened her big eyes and begged for mercy: "I'm hungry."

Nan Song looked like this when he was deliberately irritating people, and now he looked like a coquettish and coquettish person. But in Yu Jinwen's eyes, every look he looked at was cute and good-looking, making him like him from the bottom of his heart. He liked it so much that he could not wait to see her.

Hold her under your body or hold her in your arms, closely connected with her.

He raised his hand and touched her head, "Then get up and wash up, then go down and have something to eat?"

Nan Song nodded.

*

It had just rained, the air was very fresh, and the sky was clear and clear.

It was already around 12 o'clock when we came out of the hotel. I didn't have breakfast and just had lunch.

When you arrive in Beijing, as a foodie, you naturally want to taste the local delicacies.

Nansong found a Beijing-style restaurant with good reviews and ordered a full set of roast duck, a fish-flavored bacon and eggplant roll, shredded pork with Beijing sauce, old Beijing stir-fried vegetables, stir-fried dumplings, ai wo wo... "That's about it.

That’s it, don’t order more if it’s not enough.”

Yu Jinwen poured water for her and smiled: "Have you finished eating?"

"Isn't it you?" Nan Song is particularly good at deflecting pressure.
Chapter completed!