Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

"Jingxing..."

Qin Yiren's white palms were covered with sweat, tentatively holding Bao Jingxing's hand back, and said in a soft voice: "Have you ever thought that what you gave me may not be what I want?"

Bao Jingxing looked at her for a moment, and said with a smile on his lips, "Maybe the process may not be the same, but the ending must be what you want, and it is also what we want."

Qin Yiren was dumb, but withdrew his hand gently but firmly, looking at him with unprecedented seriousness: "Tell me, what exactly are you planning?"

Bao Jingxing thought for a moment.

Raising his hand to check the time on the watch, he couldn't help but hold her hand again, interlocking his fingers.

Followed by.

He took out the phone with his other hand, and instead of handing it to Qin Yiren directly, he held it and opened a certain webpage, which was showing the latest news of the city.

In the video, the overpass is full of flames.

The reporter directed the cameraman to take a close-up shot of the accident scene, reporting anxiously:

"...The cause of the car accident is still under investigation. The preliminary result is that the car suddenly lost control. The two passengers in the car, a man and a woman, have been rushed to a nearby hospital for emergency treatment. Judging from the current injuries, the man's condition is still good. The women's chances of survival are slim, and the hospital is trying to get in touch with their families..."

The clear black and white eyes gradually widened.

Qin Yiren looked at the content of the news in bewilderment, and subconsciously wanted to pick up the phone, but just moved his finger when Bao Jingxing pressed him on the sofa in a gentle manner.

Her slender eyelashes trembled, she looked blankly at the handsome and deep man beside her, and asked with a helpless expression: "You show me this, what do you mean?"

Bao Jingxing stared at her pale face inscrutablely, and smiled helplessly and dotingly: "Sorry, I forgot that you are 20 years old now, it's better not to know some things."

"Jing Xing!" Qin Yiren frowned, no one could remain indifferent after seeing such disturbing news: "I don't understand, did that car accident have anything to do with you? They said that the accident was a man and a woman, Could it be..."

talking.

She didn't care about other things, and looked up and down the man in front of her worriedly.

Although the news said that the man was in good condition, looking at the scene of the car accident, the so-called good condition was only relative.

"Jing Xing, are you injured?"

Unable to see through the man's secretive expression, Qin Yiren was not in the mood to play charades with him, and asked anxiously, "Tell me quickly, are you the one who was injured in the car accident?"

"……not me."

Looking down at her panic-stricken look, Bao Jingxing's hard heart softened involuntarily.

Returning to his usual gentle and refined image, he said softly, "As long as you are by my side, how can I be willing to have trouble?"

Qin Yiren looked at him for a moment, then heaved a sigh of relief: "It's good that you're fine."

Bao Jingxing smiled sullenly, lifted her chin with his slender fingers, and kissed her lingeringly.

The pounding of the heartbeat was accompanied by an indescribable strangeness.

Qin Yiren lowered his eyes and let him kiss him, not wanting to see that strange Bao Jingxing again, so he restrained himself from pushing him away.

When the kiss is over.

Bao Jingxing raised the corners of his lips happily, "Xiaoqian, I just put you here temporarily, give me a week."

I could tell he was feeling a little better.

Qin Yiren asked cautiously, "What about in a week?"

"There's a private jet flying us out of the country, where we're going to have our wedding, what do you think of France? Or England?"

Speaking of the next plan, Bao Jingxing didn't deliberately hide it from her.

The slender fingertips tapped on the screen of the mobile phone, and dozens of photos of the wedding dress jumped out, showing Qin Yiren one by one.

And he explained enthusiastically: "This one was designed by Parisian designer DR, this one was designed by his wife Ai Lu, and this one..."

Staring blankly at the gorgeous and dignified wedding dress in the photo, Qin Yiren didn't dare to affect Bao Jingxing's mood, and forced a complicated smile from the corner of her lips.

"I thought you might like this one, or this one?"

Looking through dozens of wedding photos one by one, Bao Jingxing imagined how Qin Yiren would look wearing them, and never mentioned the news just now: "If you like them all, we can buy them all and hold a long and grand wedding .”

For any woman, wedding is the most important day in life.

Qin Yiren had mixed feelings in her heart. She had fantasized about her own wedding when she was very young, but she never imagined that she would discuss it with the man she liked under such circumstances.

"Jing Xing, this is too wasteful." Trying to cater to his thoughts, Qin Yiren picked out a wedding dress that wasn't too exaggerated: "I think this one is pretty good, what do you think?"

Bao Jingxing thought for a while, then smiled, "My Xiaoqian is so beautiful, she fits well with anything."

Qin Yiren smiled embarrassedly, and asked softly: "Our wedding will definitely invite my brother and mother, will they go abroad with us? Or have you arranged another itinerary for them?"

Bao Jingxing narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and said calmly, "In a wedding, the most important thing is the bride and groom. I just want to enjoy our time with you, and I don't want other people to disturb me."

"Family members are present at our wedding, how can it be called interruption?"

Qin Yiren was flustered, pretending to be ignorant on the surface, and continued in a soft voice: "Not only my family, but also Sister Bo and Uncle Bo, maybe Mrs. Bo is also willing to attend..."

Although her current mind is immature, it does not mean that she is a fool.

According to the status of the Bo family, if Bo Jingxing really got married, even if the place was chosen abroad, there would be countless relatives and friends who wanted to attend, otherwise how would they be worthy of the status of the heir of the Bo family?
"What you said, we can do it after returning to China." Bao Jingxing's smile remained unchanged, and he interrupted her words lightly: "The identity of the Bo family is relatively sensitive, and the wedding should not be too extravagant. I don't want to wrong you, I can only think of this way to compensate."

"However, rather than a luxurious wedding, I prefer to complete the ceremony with the blessings of family and friends."

Qin Yiren said this in a serious manner, and added: "You know that my family is quite special. I have already promised my brother that he will definitely let him hold my hand and hand me over to my future husband instead of my father. very important.”

Her request was so ordinary that no one could fault it.

Bao Jingxing pondered for a while, a coolness flashed across his handsome eyebrows, and asked in a gentle tone: "Xiaoqian, what you said is more important to you than me?"