Stop fishing, can't stand it

At the moment Yan Qi knelt down on one knee with Hua in his arms, Song Xueyan was stunned at first, then shocked, and then a spring appeared on his butt/butt out of thin air, bouncing him up with a "pop"!

This came unexpectedly, the milk carton in Song Xueyan's hand was pinched with a "pop", pure white milk overflowed from the spout and dripped continuously to the ground.

Song Xueyan couldn't manage her facial expressions well, showing a shocked expression that had never been so intense, and now she even stuttered, "You, you... what are you doing?!"

"I'm confessing to you, or to be more precise and direct..." Yan Qi's Adam's apple rolled, swallowing slowly and with great difficulty, before firmly uttering the half-sentence, "I'm making a marriage proposal to you. "

Song Xueyan let go of the suffering milk box, pressed her fingertips tightly against the box body, and choked out a sentence after a long time: "There is also a pre-proposal? Am I not familiar with it? I have never heard of such a procedure, you Where did you learn it, what does it mean, you..."

He had nothing to say, and he muttered quickly for a while, until he couldn't make up half a word, then he closed his mouth in bewilderment and panic.

Yan Qi was amused by his reaction, and explained: "Isn't there an engagement before marriage? There can also be a pre-proposal before a marriage proposal, just like you can reserve a game before playing a game. Have expectations."

A stomach full of reasons supported Yan Qi's vows, and his eyes gradually became greedy and straightforward.

"I pre-propose to you, which means that I am ready to enter the stage before the formal proposal. You agree to my pre-proposition, which means that you are willing to give me a chance and allow me to propose to you in the near future on the premise that I live up to this opportunity. .”

Song Xueyan was so confused by Yan Qi's stare, she wanted to escape subconsciously, but she was afraid that because of her own reaction, Yan Qi would be thinking wildly, fighting in her mind whether to escape or not, and finally she was soft-hearted towards Yan Qi overcomes all.He forced himself to bear Yan Xi's scorching gaze, put the straw into his mouth in a panic, and sucked the few milk particles hard, his cheeks shrank and went numb.

Silence and concealment are good ways to escape for the time being, but Yan Qi kept his posture and gaze motionless, and Song Xueyan couldn't bear to procrastinate any longer.In the end, he took half a step forward and said in embarrassment: "Get up first, the man has gold under his knees, I can't bear it, don't shorten my life!"

Yan Qi didn't act like a baby, and stood up obediently.He still looked at Song Xueyan like that, his expression seemed fearless and firm, but his apprehension and tension filled every corner, and he couldn't hide it from Song Xueyan's eyes.

This cautiousness moved his heart and disturbed him.Song Xueyan was silent for a moment, and said in a difficult tone: "I believe in your sincerity, so I also want to reveal a little of my sincerity, even if it may not sound so good, and it is not so appropriate to say it now."

Yan Qi hugged the potted plant tightly, and said seriously: "I listen to everything you say."

Song Xueyan held the empty milk box in both hands, as if holding all the courage and determination, he spoke slowly and heavily, as if to let Yan Qi hear every word clearly.

"I'm a small-minded person. I don't tolerate others. I like to think and be jealous, and I'm easily jealous. I'll tell you the truth. When I went to the racing track before, I saw you shoulder to shoulder with An Shigou and Wang Yuchuan. , I'm so sour."

"I found out that your eyes are cold and swishing, as if you have hidden countless knives, piercing people directly." Yan Qi said angrily, "It's just that I didn't understand at that time, and thought you were jealous of me handsome."

Song Xueyan laughed instinctively, then pursed her lips in the next second, making herself look less gentle, and even acted a bit mean.

"I'm very possessive and I don't like anyone coveting my things, let alone my people. I want you, but what I want is not just a momentary love, but a long time, I think Being with you is not a moment of happiness, but a lifetime."

Suddenly hearing such a straightforward and eager confession from Song Xue's cornice, Yan Qi's pupils tightened, and he said, "You—"

Song Xueyan interrupted quickly and said: "Since you have read my diary and heard my confession, you should know what you mean to me. If one day you don't want me, I will It will be really, really sad, so if you want me, you have to... want me for the rest of your life."

Song Xueyan is an actor, and an actor who edited popular videos with a lot of lines, but at the end of his speech, he couldn't control his breath, and even the logical accent collapsed outrageously.

Seeing Yan Qi's shocked expression, Song Xueyan's nose fluttered, her lips opened and closed, and she breathed out a dirty breath. After a delay of more than ten seconds, she continued: "I say this, it's a bit like moral kidnapping, or emotional kidnapping. It's selfish and unreasonable. , arrogant, because no one can predict what will happen tomorrow, or how long your love for me will last, and how long I can be worthy of your love, after all, you are still so young. But Yan Qi, this is my truest thought, and A thirst I can't quench."

Song Xueyan finally let go of the milk box, lowered her head for a few seconds, then raised it again, and said to Yan Qi in a hoarse voice: "You should think carefully and carefully, but if there is any doubt or entanglement, please reject me ruthlessly."

"If," Yan Qi gripped the edge of the potted plant tightly, "if I reject you now, will you let me go?"

Song Xueyan clenched her teeth, and the muscles on her face tightened instantly, almost showing a ferocious tendency.After a long time, his lips parted slightly, and the muscles in his shoulders and neck seemed to relax, and he said, "Yes."

Yan Qi looked at him, remained silent for an unknown amount of time, and chuckled lightly: "It really is a paper tiger."

"Varied--"

Before Song Xueyan's question landed, Yan Qi had already pulled her into her arms. This embrace was so hot and firm that it instantly shattered the tough mask he had put together with all his strength.Song Xueyan was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly buried her head in Yan Qi's neck, rubbing and arching vigorously, as if she could become one with Yan Qi.

Yan Qi clamped his waist with his arms, hooked the edge of the potted plant with both fingers of his left hand, gently pressed the back of Song Xueyan's head with his right hand, and said: "I want to occupy me all the time, and I say so, but I don't If I give you an accurate answer, you will instantly lose your courage and want to retreat. Song Xueyan, why are you so worthless?"

"I was... so I can't force you!"

All of Song Xueyan's emotions collapsed because of this embrace, pouring out like a turbulent torrent, he could no longer hide and hide, and choked up with tears: "I'm afraid you think I'm rambunctious and annoying, but I'm just like this People! I just can’t see you being nice to others. When I think that you will be nice to others, I want to jump to the sky! When I think that you may not want me in the future, I... I feel very sad! I’m so annoying, and you also So annoying, you are the most annoying, you are so annoying!"

Yan Qi hurriedly held down Song Xueyan, who was restless, to prevent him from jumping up, and joked: "Is this a show for me?"

"I..." Song Xueyan was speechless, huddled in Yan Xi's arms and kept trembling, tears and snot "flowing out", covering Yan Xi's shoulder.

It's just pitiful and cute, cute and pitiful!

Yan Qi hugged Song Xueyan's waist with one arm, leaned back slightly, and lowered his head in front of Song Xueyan, trying to see the tears and snot all over his face.Song Xueyan was so frightened that she hid on him, her nose and tears smeared on the cloth on his chest, Yan Qi didn't hide, she didn't dislike him, but she said to Song Xueyan: "Don't hide."

"Uh..." Song Xueyan drooped her head, continuing to guard her image.

Yan Qi raised his eyebrows, his tone became more serious, and he said commandingly: "I'll count to three, 1—"

Song Xueyan suddenly raised her face, said with a broken jar, "Look, I'll let you see enough!"

"It's the first time I've seen this look, I really can't get enough of it, come here, let me take a closer look." Yan Qi temporarily put the potted plant on the armrest of the sofa next to him, and clamped Song Xueyan's side face with both hands, With a push in the middle, Song Xueyan's mouth pouts instantly, matching with the bitter gourd on her face, it looks extraordinarily funny and vivid.

He commented: "It's so chic!"

Song Xueyan raised her hand to hit him, but Yan Qi said at this second: "Very cute."

The fist was already clenched, but it was forced to stop in mid-air, as its owner was coaxed by these three words to discourage him.Yan Qi stretched out his hand to pull it off, let Song Xueyan put his arms around his neck, leaned closer and said, "Don't cry, I haven't told you yet, my answer."

Obviously he wanted to force a thorough answer, but Song Xueyan didn't dare to listen to the words if he wanted to hear them.He changed the subject in a hurry, and stammered: "You...why don't you smell of hot pot?"

"You haven't come out all this time, so I washed it in the public bathroom outside. I smelled bad, and I'm not feeling well, and I'm afraid that your fragrant room will be stinky." Yan Qi whispered, "Don't change the subject, be good. listen to me."

Song Xueyan raised her red and wet eyelids, and stared at him with soft eyes without blinking. Yan Qi breathed out, reluctant to move her eyes, just looked at each other, and gave her answer in a low voice.

"I want you, I want to be with you for the rest of my life, this is my attitude and intention. There are too many things I want to say, but I'm afraid it will look like sweet words to coax you, so I arranged them in sequence and hid them in the In my heart, I will show you later."

Yan Qi paused for a moment, his brows and eyes stretched out, gentle and firm.

"Since you want to last forever, I will flow with you forever. I will not hide it. Please open your eyes and open your heart to see clearly."

Song Xueyan stopped talking, and kissed her fiercely, with such force that their lips numb slightly when they collided.He put down his hand in a hurry, interlocking his fingers with Yan Qi, the fingers of the two were like tough and tenacious vines, tightly entangled.

Yan Qi's other hand hugged Song Xueyan's waist tightly, as if trying to embed him into the flesh and blood of his chest, and responded eagerly.

After all, Song Xueyan is a paper tiger who is strong on the outside and capable on the inside, and it is also true in this respect. In just over a minute, he lost the awe-inspiring power of the previous attack, and his tricks disappeared.He gnawed like a chicken paw, and when he tasted a trace of blood, Song Xueyan woke up like a dream, and opened his eyes in panic.

"Yes, I'm sorry." He looked at the blood on Yan Xi's mouth distressedly, and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

Yan Qi clicked his tongue softly, and without waiting for Song Xueyan to react, he quickly took the initiative, forcing him to take a few steps back and bump into the pure white wall lightly.

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