After being bound by the cute new system, I took the whole place flying

"I don't care."

"I'm just a little worried about whether your fiancé will fall out with me after hearing what you said."

Mingyan smiled softly.

"If he dares to fall out with you. Sister, I will dump him now. Although it may be difficult to find someone of such high quality, it is not too difficult to find someone who can handle it."

Si Qing shrugged upon hearing this.

"Then forget it. As the saying goes, it's better to demolish ten temples than ruin one marriage. It's a pity to ruin this engagement because of me alone."

The two chatted, laughed, and had something to eat, and then the engagement party began.

Si Qing stood next to Ming Yan and looked at Ming Yan and Zhao Qing meeting the guests in front. He couldn't help but smile and took out his mobile phone to take a few photos.

When Song Zhimo arrived at the venue, what he saw was Si Qing's gentle smile. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and he felt instantly relaxed.

"Yaoyao, long time no see."

Si Qing looked back, met Song Zhimo's smiling eyes, and frowned slightly.

"I remember that the two of us didn't seem to be familiar with each other."

Seeing the strange look on the girl's face, Song Zhimo pursed his lips.

"We met at the bar last time, have you forgotten?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten it. After all, it's my first time to meet such a weird person in a bar. It left a deep impression on me."

Song Zhimo was not annoyed.

"Really? It seems that Yaoyao has completely remembered me."

"Has anyone ever said that you are really quite thick-skinned?"

Si Qing held the wine glass and turned around and walked to the rest area nearby.

They were far away just now, and because of their position, Song Zhimo didn't have time to carefully observe Si Qing's clothes today.

When Si Qing turned around, most of his fair skin was exposed on his back, which made Song Zhimo's brows twitch.

What the hell is this piece of clothing? It doesn’t have two ounces of fabric on the top and very little on the bottom. Can this type of clothing really be worn?

Turning back and looking at the men around him who had their eyes fixed on Si Qing, his frown deepened.

He strode forward, took off his suit jacket, and carried Si Qing behind him.

"What are you doing? I'm not cold at all."

"Looking at you makes me feel cold."

With so much of your back exposed, how can you not feel cold?

"Then could you please turn your eyes and stop staring at me?"

"I would like to, but that would be a bit difficult for me."

Looking at her, where can I look away?

Song Zhimo stared straight at Si Qing. Si Qing's red lips curled up slightly, showing a bright smile. Then, he sat on the sofa nearby, patted the seat next to him, and motioned for Song Zhimo to sit aside. .

"To be honest, I'm a little embarrassed to say this. Could it be that you have been attracted by my charm and have fallen in love with me?"

Song Zhimo looked at Si Qing's playful expression and pursed his lips slightly.

"I thought I made it obvious last time in the bar."

"Yaoyao, I like you more than I thought."

Si Qing raised his eyebrows slightly.

"What do you like about me?"

"I can't tell you. When I first saw you, I felt a strange sense of satisfaction in my heart, as if everything around me didn't matter as long as I looked at you."

Listening to what Song Zhimo said, Si Qing's heart moved slightly. It seemed that this guy's consciousness was gradually recovering.

"If I had to define my feelings for you, then I think it was love at first sight."