Time is like a song [GL]

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She heard Su Qingge speak in a very serious tone.

"Marry me, Ayu."

There was a smile on her lips, and her eyes glowed, looking at Su Qingge's serious, firm, yet extremely gentle eyes.

She nodded lightly.

"it is good."

The next moment, an extremely gentle kiss landed on her lips.

Wen Yu closed her eyes and responded affectionately.

fortunately.

Not missed.

Chapter 47 Birthday

Claire was sitting alone in the lounge, and Andy and the others had already left, leaving her alone waiting for the other two.

Just after she finished drinking a cup of black tea, the door of the lounge was finally opened, and when she looked up, she saw the two walking in intimately, talking and laughing.

With a glance, Claire saw the pair of dazzling diamond rings on the hands of the two people whose fingers were intertwined. She suddenly felt a little pain in her eyes.

She got up expressionlessly, and just about to speak, Su Qingge looked at her and said, "Claire, you go back first, I have something to do with Ayu, so I won't go back tonight."

Claire was taken aback, and blurted out: "What's the matter? Do you need my help?"

Wen Yu was also a little puzzled: "Where are you going, Qingge?"

Claire was even more puzzled.

Su Qingge glanced at Wen Yu, leaned close to the person's ear and whispered: "You just promised my date, did you forget it when you turned around?"

Only then did Wen Yu come to her senses, and gave him a slight look: "I thought you meant tomorrow."

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day, let alone today?" Su Qingge laughed.

Claire: "..."

I'm really not hungry and don't want to eat dog food, thank you!

Claire got up angrily, took the bag and said, "Judy, take me home!"

After sending Claire away, Su Qingge took the car keys from Xu Min and drove Wen Yu away.

On the way, Wen Yu couldn't help but asked, "Qingge, where are you taking me?"

Su Qingge said while driving: "It's almost there."

Wen Yu was a little confused, but didn't continue to speak, but quietly looked out the window, the car drove along the Seine River, and gradually left the city of Paris.

The sun was setting, and the warm yellow sunlight shone on the asphalt road. Su Qingge opened the hood of the car, and the wind blew over her cheeks. Wen Yu couldn't help but raised her hand to suppress the flying hair on her forehead.

The car turned off the highway and drove into a woodland. Just when Wen Yu was curious, the scenery in front of him suddenly opened up.

The sparkling lake water, the rustling maple leaves, and a corner of the lake not far away, a small white and exquisite second-floor bungalow stands there, as if welcoming the owner back home.

Su Qingge parked the car in the yard, got out of the car and greeted Wen Yu in person.

Before Wen Yu could react, she let Su Qingge lead her out of the car in a daze.

"Here is it?" Finally, after regaining consciousness, Wen Yu couldn't help looking at Su Qingge and asked.

Su Qingge smiled, interlocking fingers with Wen Yu: "Our home."

"A year and a half ago, I came to Paris to film a movie. The crew filmed the heroine's youth for a while. The heroine is a writer. She chose such an environment so that her writing would not be disturbed. The crew rented this place. I came here I fell in love with this place at the first sight when I was in Beijing. At that time, I thought, when I find you in the future, we can come to Paris for vacation when I am free. This is also a good place to stay. I bought it." Su Qingge explained again.

Then, she looked at Wen Yu again, smiling warmly: "Today, I will give it to you too."

Wen Yu's eyes moved, she turned to look at Su Qingge: "Propose a diamond ring house, Qingge, what kind of surprise are you hiding?"

Su Qingge smiled: "There are bank cards and account books, it depends on whether President Wen wants it?"

Wen Yu laughed out loud: "I'll accept the account book, but you can keep the bank card for yourself."

Su Qingge smiled even better. She dragged Wen Yu in and walked in. The inside was very clean, as if someone cleaned it often.

The style of the room has a touch of Mediterranean style, which reminds Wen Yu of how the writer played by Su Qingge was able to create with peace of mind in such a fresh, natural and pure ecological environment.

"I like it very much." Wen Yu looked at Su Qingge.

Su Qingge chuckled lightly, and then said: "It's fine if you like it, what do you want for dinner? Barbecue?"

She took a step forward, opened the refrigerator and looked at Wen Yu.

Wen Yu glanced at the meat, vegetables and even the barbecue sauce. She couldn't help but bend her lips: "Let's barbecue."

Su Qingge bent her lips, and then took out all the prepared meat and vegetables. She took off her coat and put it on the chair beside her, then tucked the cuffs of the thin sweater to her elbows, washed her hands, and started prepare dinner.

Seeing this, Wen Yu quickly took off her coat and walked in: "I'll help too."

Su Qingge smiled, but did not stop her.

The two quickly prepared the things for the barbecue. Su Qingge moved the barbecue grill to the yard, and took out the prepared smokeless charcoal to start a fire.

Wen Yu was next to him, putting the food on sticks one by one, and handing it over to Su Qingge when it was almost done, and Su Qingge grilled it quite skillfully.

The sun is getting lower and lower, the sky is getting darker, and there is silence in the ears, only the crackling of the burning carbon fire, and the occasional sound of birdsong.

Su Qingge neatly rolled up her long hair, staring intently at the barbecue on the barbecue grill, brushing oil, turning over, and feeding, all actions were done in one go, faintly handsome.

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