famous first flash marriage

"Senior sister, drink some sake."

He thought for a while, picked up the wine bottle, and poured Ji Xiaoru a glass of wine.

"Okay."

Ji Xiaoru smiled, and glanced at him again: "However, why don't you pour the wine yourself? What's the point of me drinking alone?"

"Ah... I drove here."

Yuan Qinghe quickly explained.

"Then what's the matter, I came here by car too! It's a big deal and I will call a substitute driver later."

Ji Xiaoru said indifferently.

"okay."

Yuan Qinghe nodded obediently, "Since the senior sister has said so, then I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

Ji Xiaoru chuckled, thinking, Yuan Qinghe's words are really interesting, like an ancient person, gentle and gentle.

She really has never met a man like Yuan Qinghe.

Or in other words, a boy like Yuan Qinghe.

He is really small.

After drinking two glasses of wine, the two seemed to have become a little more acquainted, and they talked a lot more freely.

Ji Xiaoru rested her chin on her hand, looked at Yuan Qinghe with a small wine cup and asked, "Chinese cabbage, how old are you? I seem to remember who said you were 24 years old, but I'm not sure, is it 24 or 23 years old? You feel so small..."

"Senior sister, I'm 24 years old."

Yuan Qinghe frowned. He didn't like Ji Xiaoru saying that he was young, and said seriously: "I have passed the marriageable age long ago, and I am not young at all."

Although, he still told a little lie, he just passed his 23rd birthday.

However, it is true that a 23-year-old is 24 years old, and it is not a lie, is it?

"Oh, you're already 24 years old? Then you're 25 years old, it's okay..."

Ji Xiaoru giggled.

Yuan Qinghe was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Ji Xiaoru to "fake" him again.

This made him two years older than his actual age.

However, he hopes that he is 25 years old in the eyes of the other party, because this way he will appear more mature, and will not be so immature and be regarded as a young boy by the other party.

"I'm several years older than you."

Ji Xiaoru squinted, looked at Yuan Qinghe with blurred eyes and said, "I'm about to become an old woman, but you are still so young, I really envy you."

"Senior sister, how old are you?"

Yuan Qinghe said disapprovingly, "I think you only look like that."

Ji Xiaoru smiled: "I'm quite happy when you say that, really, but well, I know I'm several years older than you, and I'm going to be in my third year, and the bird of youth is gone forever ~"

"What does it matter how old you are?"

Yuan Qinghe muttered in dissatisfaction.

"What did you say?"

Ji Xiaoru didn't hear clearly, so she raised her ears and asked curiously.

"It's nothing."

Yuan Qinghe raised his glass to Ji Xiaoru: "Sister, let's have a drink."

"Okay."

Ji Xiaoru clinked glasses with Yuan Qinghe, and felt very comfortable. After drinking some wine, she was not so nervous.

Knowing Yuan Qinghe's exact age, and thinking that I am five years older than others, I can't help feeling like an old cow eating tender grass in my heart.

But at this time, because of the alcohol, the whole person was very happy, and he didn't seem to care too much about it. He propped his chin and looked at Yuan Qinghe, who looked like a tender cabbage under the light, Ji Xiaoru thought again, such a good cabbage, It doesn't necessarily have to be arched by yourself, does it?
If it doesn't work, just be a younger brother, and come out to eat and drink occasionally, isn't it good?

Yuan Qinghe is really a very simple boy.

She likes him, but she doesn't seem to like her to the point where she wants to marry him and be responsible for her for the rest of her life.

Then what if, after really being with someone, you want to break up again in the future, and you want to pat your ass and leave, what should you do?
This kind of innocent little cabbage looks like she has never been in a relationship. Once she is serious, she may be easily hurt.

Because of her lust, she wanted to hook up with the other party, and she even specially wore a dress that was pure and lustful, with the gully on her chest——

She is too bad.

What if the little brother really moved Fanxin, and she wanted to get away selfishly at that time, what should I do?
Uncle Yuan must hate her to death?
Just as he was figuring it out, he seemed to hear something Yuan Qinghe said.

"Huh? What are you talking about?... I didn't hear clearly, sorry, can you say it again?"

Ji Xiaoru raised his eyes and asked Yuan Qinghe.

Yuan Qinghe's cheeks were flushed, probably from drinking, which made him look even more innocent and cute.

"I'm just asking casually... Senior sister doesn't have a boyfriend yet?"

"If Senior Sister had a boyfriend, she wouldn't hang out with her girlfriends all day long."

Ji Xiaoru smiled self-deprecatingly: "Do you think senior sister looks like someone who has a date? If I have a date and go out to eat with you, then I'm a bad woman? Or do you think I look like that kind of kick? How many women are on board?"

"No... that's not what I meant."

Yuan Qinghe quickly waved his hand and explained: "I just want to make sure... nothing else."

As he spoke, he lowered his long eyelashes again, lowered his head and took a sip of his wine.

Ji Xiaoru also picked up the wine cup and took a sip, then picked up the wine bottles and filled them up for the two of them respectively.

It's weird, it's obviously a date, why did it happen?

Now the atmosphere is really like siblings.

Ji Xiaoru was a little depressed, and stared at Yuan Qinghe reluctantly, thinking, could it be that this little cabbage really doesn't belong to me?

Either way, she didn't have confidence in herself anyway.

And it's still quite difficult to have a relationship with siblings.

The phone on the table buzzed, and looking down, Tang Xiao sent a message: "How is it?"

"Alright."

Ji Xiaoru replied.

Tang Xiao didn't send any more messages.

Ji Xiaoru thought to herself, if Xiaoxiao knew that she had finally given up on this little cabbage after returning home, she would probably hate iron for being weak again.

In the end, it's better to be cowardly.

When she was not drinking, she looked nervous at Yuan Qinghe, and wanted to perform well in front of the other party and try to catch him.

Just started drinking, a little excited, looking at each other's eyes is full of desire.

After drinking until now, after drinking two bottles of wine, there was a wave of sadness for no reason.

Looking back on the past, I can't stop sighing, and feel inexplicably tired, just feel that everything is just like that.

It's not like she hasn't experienced heart-piercing love.

Shanmeng vowed to each other that she had it too.

She has also had the desire to grow old with someone.

It's not uncommon for her to want to die for someone's departure.

It's not uncommon to go crazy for not being loved.

It's not uncommon to go crazy and almost kill someone and go away.

……

These experiences strung together the first half of her life where she achieved nothing.

All kinds of things in the past are unbearable to look back on.

Those bits and pieces, also make people dare not recall, dare not delve into.

When people reach a certain age, they will understand that many things have no answers and no results.

It's over, it's over.

If you weigh it over and over again, and think about it over and over again, you can only be the one who suffers and regrets in the end.

Therefore, when I was young, I just wanted to laugh wantonly after drinking, and I always felt that the world is so big, and there are endless happiness waiting for me to try.

At her age, she is neither old enough to let go of everything, nor young enough to be fearless, so it is very uncomfortable.

Ji Xiaoru lowered her head and sighed.

"Senior sister, why are you sighing?"

Yuan Qinghe asked.

"I just think..."

Ji Xiaoru looked at Yuan Qinghe, her beautiful big eyes were clear and bright, like a sparkling lake.

"...It's nice to be young, it's nice to be your age."

She didn't want to say such old-fashioned words, but once she got drunk, she couldn't control herself.

"Senior sister, are you very old?"

Yuan Qinghe frowned and said, "I forbid you to say that you are old."

Ji Xiaoru chuckled: "If you don't allow me to say that I am old, can I really become younger?"

"You are never old."

Yuan Qinghe said seriously: "You are not even 30 years old, why do you say you are old?"

"Then I'll be 30 next year, and I'll be old next year."

Ji Xiaoru looked at Yuan Qinghe and said funny.

"You won't be old next year."

Yuan Qinghe took a sip of wine, her cheeks became redder, but her deer eyes also became clearer.

"Did you drink all the wine in your eyes?"

Ji Xiaoru asked curiously.

"Ok?"

Yuan Qinghe blinked, tilted his head, like a little cabbage turned into a spirit.

"Ha ha……"

Ji Xiaoru couldn't help laughing.

"Baicai, you are so cute."

Yuan Qinghe frowned, endured it for a long time, and asked, "Sister, I just wanted to ask, why do you keep calling me Xiaobaicai?"

"Ah... did I call out? Sao Rui... I actually said what was in my heart, oh my bad mouth..."

Ji Xiaoru shook her head and patted her lips with a smile.

"Why, senior sister, do I look like a small cabbage?"

Yuan Qinghe looked inquiring.

Ji Xiaoru nodded with a smile: "Yes, yes, you are just a tender cabbage."

Yuan Qinghe was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled, looked at Ji Xiaoru and asked, "Does senior sister like to eat cabbages?"

"...Ah, ah?!"

Ji Xiaoru suddenly trembled.

This……

This……? !

What should she say...

She likes to eat cabbage, she likes it.

But can she admit it in front of others?

She's about to admit it. Doesn't that mean she's confirmed that she's an old pervert?

Which man would like old perverts?

Besides... She still wants to save face.

Ji Xiaoru pinched her thigh violently, trying to prop herself up.

"Chinese cabbage is very good. I won't gain weight after eating it. I have recently lost weight, so I will eat a little bit of Chinese cabbage, small cabbage, carrots and white radishes, hehehe..."

She straightened up at the table, showing a reserved smile, pretending to be a gentle and decent lady.

Yuan Qinghe raised his eyebrows, Xiaolu narrowed his eyes lightly: "Senior Sister, in the parking lot that day, I seemed to hear Senior Sister say——"

"Ah?! By the way, I still owe you a dollar! Haha, I almost forgot about this, hey wait, I have coins in my bag, I'll find it for you hahaha... "

Ji Xiaoru interrupted Yuan Qinghe, bowed his head and quickly started to rummage.

Yuan Qinghe looked at her helplessly, but did not continue talking.