"Anyway, no! If you really love me, just let me stay until the night of your marriage!" Han Ningmeng's words were just casual.
She doesn't have that old concept.
Han Ningmeng was not sure whether they would get married, but Han Ningmeng had thought of handing over herself to him.
Because he is the man Han Ningmeng loves, and she has truly loved her. Even if she can't be together, then she will leave beautiful memories for this relationship.
Such a wonderful first time, she wants to enjoy it with Fu Haoran.
But, not now, why not now, Han Ningmeng himself doesn't know.
I just feel that the time is not yet ripe, so I definitely can’t be here!
"Then when will you marry me?" Fu Haoran looked at her helplessly.
"Hey,..." Han Ningmeng looked unhappy again when she heard this!
"I want to marry you home, so you can never escape again!" Fu Haoran hurriedly added.
"Don't you want to go to bed with me?" Han Ningmeng despised.
Fu Haoran shook his head vigorously: "No, no, really not!"
"I really don't have such an idea. I want to marry you home because I love you. Moreover, you have said that I am very old, right? People as old as me can go out to the street to have a big soy sauce!" Fu Haoran looked at her with a bitter look.
"Then you should find a woman of the same age as you to marry and have children. I think a lot of women want to have such a bad person!" Han Ningmeng said contemptuously.
"No, no, I want you!" Fu Haoran hugged her tightly and refused to let go.
It seemed as if Han Ningmeng would escape as soon as he let go, so he just refused to let go!
"Okay, don't hug me so tightly, I can't escape now!" Han Ningmeng said with a happy smile.
My heart was filled with happiness, as if it was about to overflow.
Han Ningmeng leaned into his arms and whispered: "I didn't expect that I would fall in love with an uncle like you!"
"I am a handsome uncle. Besides, everyone is rushing to have an uncle like me. If you don't want me, you will lose it!" Fu Haoran was proud of Yangbing.
Happiness overflowed from their fingertips and slowly filled the entire ward, and the continuous cold wards were also filled with happiness...
"Yes, of course I lost. A little girl like a flower was ruined by an uncle like you. Didn't I lose?" Han Ningmeng disagreed.
Fu Haoran took Han Ningmeng's hand and gently pressed it against his chest. Han Ningmeng could feel the powerful heart.
"Baby, did you hear it? This is the sound of my love for you!" Fu Haoran's tender voice drifted into Han Ningmeng's heart.
The tender voice drifted into Han Ningmeng's heart, turned into deep affection, filling her little heart.
"Well, I heard it, I felt it..." Fu Haoran replied softly, leaning his little head gently in his arms: "Pu, pu..."
"Hehe... I heard it. Every time I jump, I say it once, Han Ningmeng, I love you!" The smile on Han Ningmeng's face was innocent and full of happiness.
The smile on his face was as beautiful as a blooming flower, making Fu Haoran intoxicated!
"Loving you is my purpose of living!" Fu Haoran smiled weakly!