According to Song Xiang's understanding of Yan Han, this guy had despised marriage for a while, but suddenly he "hated marriage" so much that she was caught off guard.
Yan Han looked at her, scratched her face with his fingers, and said in a solemn tone, "I want to."
It's not a momentary thought, it's the result of careful consideration during this period.
There were too many messy things in the previous generation, and things could change easily.
If they get married early, even if something happens in the future, at least they can't separate casually.
Song Xiang leaned in his arms and calmed down. After being surprised, she couldn't help but feel a little confused.
In terms of making decisions, she is really not as good as Yan Han, he is much simpler than her.
"What's your reaction?" Yan Han was unhappy and pinched Song Xiang's face hard.
Song Xiang puffed up his cheeks, hugged him with both hands, and rubbed his chin.
"It just feels like it's too fast."
"quick?"
"Um……"
"How many years have we been together?"
Song Xiang was speechless.
If you think about it carefully, even if they had no relationship in the past few years, they have been entangled with each other for five years.
Biting her lip, she looked up at him.
"Okay, I promise you, as long as you propose, I will marry you."
"Then I..." Yan Han said.
Song Xiang raised her hand to cover his mouth and whispered: "You can't beg now. After a while, I haven't had enough love with you yet. You can't expect to get through so easily."
This statement is much more comfortable.
Yan Han held her hand, put it to his lips and kissed her, "Okay, I'll let you be cool for a while."
Then he kissed her hard on the face and said, "I'll take you home sooner or later."
Song Xiang smiled, leaning against him.
The food he brought was still hot, and Yan Han hugged him without letting go, insisting on feeding him before he would eat it.
Song Xiang was worried that someone would come in and see him, so he kept stuffing it into his mouth.
I didn’t bring many things with me, so I could only use them as snack cushions.
"Sit on the edge, and when the time comes, we'll go have dinner."
Yan Han is pretty reliable, and he finally remembers that he still has a job.
Song Xiang originally wanted to go back before dinner, but he hadn't seen her for several days. Of course he couldn't bear to leave, so he had to call Rong Zhe and hesitantly said that he would go back later.
On the phone, Xiang Shuyi's joking voice was very clear, which made her blush and quickly hung up the phone.
After finishing the work, he ran to sit next to Yan Han again, saying nothing, just holding his chin and looking at him.
With her by his side, Yan Han only wished he could have two heads and handle things at double speed.
It finally ended at around five o'clock. I couldn't wait any longer, so I took Song Xiang's clothes and went out.
The secretary's office saw it and looked at each other.
When going downstairs, Yanhan didn't take the special elevator and took Song Xiang to the employee elevator.
As expected, after listening to the blessings along the way, even the baby boy came out.
Song Xiang saw the corner of his mouth raised and pinched his waist secretly. As soon as the elevator door opened, she quickly pulled him down.
When they got to the car, the dog thief was still laughing.
Song Xiang was so embarrassed that he beat him as soon as he parked the car.
After making a fuss all the way, we arrived at the red house. Wang Fuxue was not there, but she still met an acquaintance, Lin Yihuan and his wife.
Without waiting for Song Xiang to say hello, Lin Yihuan took the initiative to speak.
"Hello, sister-in-law."
Song Xiang: "..."
"Are you here to eat too?"
"Yes." Lin Yihuan pointed to his belly, "But it's not that I like to eat it, it's that he wants to eat it."
Song Xiang was confused.
Zhao Jinxuan smiled helplessly and came out to explain: "She was pregnant and said the baby wanted to eat sweets, so we came out."