In the afternoon, Lu Xixin and Shen Jiayao went to the kindergarten to pick up Shen Nianxi.
On the way, Shen Jiayao talked about something.
Some time ago, he went to volunteer and met a young man named Jiang who was the same age as him.
"Xiao Jiang is only 29 this year and has been married for seven years." Shen Jiayao sighed.
Lu Xixin nodded: "It was indeed very early, almost as soon as I reached the legal age, I got the certificate."
"What do you think about this?" Shen Jiayao turned to look at her.
Lu Xixin wondered how she felt about this. Some people got married early and some got married late. It was their own choice.
"No idea." She shook her head.
"No?" At the red light, Shen Jiayao stopped the car and turned to look at Lu Xixin with a rather complicated look in his eyes.
Lu Xixin frowned.
This man is really becoming increasingly incomprehensible.
I was about to ask him what happened today.
Suddenly, a man's deep and mellow voice came to my ears: "Xin Xin, let's get married."
Lu Xixin suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Shen Jiayao in shock.
The green light ahead was already on. Shen Jiayao turned back and looked forward, tapped the accelerator with his right foot, and the car rushed out smoothly and lightly.
He didn't look at Lu Xixin, but his voice was solemn and solemn: "Xinxin, let's get married."
marry?
Lu Xixin pinched her fingers, hesitation flashed across her face.
It was too sudden, she hadn't thought about it yet.
Hesitating, he didn't know how to get back to Shen Jiayao.
Then he said again: "If you haven't thought about it well, let's get engaged first, okay?"
Get engaged!
Lu Xixin felt that the stone in her chest disappeared and the pressure suddenly disappeared.