As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Anan felt a chill on his fingers.
When he looked down, he realized that someone had actually put a ring on his finger.
There are no dazzling diamonds, and the entire ring is particularly simple.
But it happened to be the one that Qin Anan liked the most.
"I didn't promise to marry you."
Qin Anan puffed out her small mouth and muttered.
It can be seen that Meng Jingyun takes care of himself.
"Oh? An An is trying to play tricks on me."
The man raised his voice again.
"Meng Jingyun, you are not a three-year-old child, why do you always talk like this? If you are going to suffer, I will suffer as well. How did I act like a rogue to you?"
Something is wrong, something is really, really wrong.
Under normal circumstances, girls should suffer when encountering this kind of thing.
It was probably the girl who would yell and say, "You're being a hooligan or something like that."
But Meng Jingyun used such an aggrieved voice and paired it with words that did not belong to him. People who didn't know would have thought how wronged he had been.
Why......
No matter how you look at this thing, it makes people feel that something is wrong.
"You're dating me and you don't plan to marry me. You're not acting like a hooligan."
The topic once again turned to the matter of "playing hooligans".
Qin Anan:......
"I don't want to talk to you anymore. I'm a little sleepy and I need to rest."
He stood up, made a particularly exaggerated yawning gesture, and turned around to leave.
How could Meng Jingyun let her go? He was one step faster and blocked her entrance.
"You can't go in until you answer my questions."
If this gentle boy becomes domineering, he will be very powerful.
There is a common meaning: If you don't promise me, I won't let you go in and sleep.
"How can anyone be like you? You..."
"An'an, would you marry me?"
Suddenly, Meng Jingyun once again used a sexy and low voice, unhurriedly, slowly, as if with some kind of magic power.
Somehow, Qin Anan nodded his little head, opened his lips slightly, and spit out one word from his throat: "Okay."
"Agreed to marry me?!"
Meng Jingyun's eyes were full of excitement and his voice was ecstatic.
"What do you think?"
Qin Anan looked at this man angrily.
I cursed silently in my heart: Idiot, idiot, I have already said it like this, why don't I understand it well enough?
"Get out of the way, I'm going in to rest."
Qin Anan pushed the man in front of her away somewhat rudely.
Opened the door and walked in.
Somewhat helpless, who calls this stupid idiot man the one she likes?
What can be done?
Of course this requires unlimited tolerance.
It's just that Qin Anan didn't notice the corners of his mouth rising infinitely, and couldn't control it.
The one with a split dimple is called a big one.
Marrying Meng Jingyun to become his wife, and then giving birth to children for him, is the best wish of her life.
The man standing outside also couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
The upward arc should be as large as it needs to be.
His An'an, he would be able to marry her home soon.
In this way, she will only stay by his side for the rest of her life, and no man will be able to covet her anymore.