Asked for marriage 101 times, fresh meat husband headlines see you

Chapter 190 As longer if I can
Yan Jingwei rubbed the top of his head slightly, looked at the starry sky on the roof again, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Pei Yanqing, I really like you..."

A absent-minded whisper overflowed from the corner of Yan Jingwei's mouth, he finally couldn't resist the drowsiness, and fell into the abyss of dreams.

Sleeping Pei Yanqing quietly raised the corners of his mouth, he either heard Yan Jingwei's words, or dreamed about Yan Jingwei's dream, it doesn't matter, it's all Yan Jingwei.

On this night, the bright starry sky, red eyes from crying, and intoxicating champagne are all deep in the hearts of the two young people, as well as the tray placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The yellow braised chicken in the casserole has already lost its temperature, and the ice cubes and Haagen-Dazs in the ice bucket have already turned into liquid, leaving only the blue sky full of stars, quietly holding the sky full of stars, blue The collision of color and gold speaks its sweetest flower language:
I really like you, this day is August 8th.

Yan Jingwei was sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding in his hand the photo taken yesterday that Pei Yanqing wanted to destroy the most, looking at the little crying bun on it, he still couldn't help laughing out loud.

He remembered that Pei Yanqing still failed to snatch the camera away yesterday, and the crying Bao'er said that it would be fine if he didn't delete it, he had to take a group photo, and he couldn't recall that when he came this day, there was only one ugly photo of himself.

Yan Jingwei readily agreed, and they switched the camera to delayed shooting, and he quickly walked to Pei Yanqing's side after pressing the shutter.

But before she had time to ask her what pose she wanted to pose, she felt that the person behind her suddenly jumped up and jumped onto her back, and she supported him firmly like a conditioned reflex.

Yan Jingwei felt that his neck was tightly wrapped by his arms from behind, and his cheeks were pressed against his cheeks. When he heard Pei Yanqing sniff his nose, he knew that he must still be crying.

Before she had time to persuade her to smile, what Pei Yanqing whispered next into his ear made Yan Jingwei's finally stabilized emotions stir up waves again: "Yan Jingwei, we are finally officially together! !"

"Crack."

Just like that, the two happy and excited faces were preserved, and the sudden arm on the shoulder interrupted Yan Jingwei's thoughts.

"woke up?"

Yan Jingwei took the hand on his shoulder and led him forward.

"Ah."

The sleepiness that could not be concealed in Pei Yanqing's voice disappeared when she saw the photo in Yan Jingwei's hand, and she quickly grabbed it to tear it up.

"You think I don't have a backup?"

"I really don't like Yan Jingwei."

Pei Yanqing put aside the crumpled photo and sat there with arms folded, thinking about yesterday's confession, and thinking about what happened this morning, getting more and more upset.

"Yan Jingwei, I don't understand why my love is not romantic at all!"

"Why was the first kiss at the door of the messy study? Why was there such an ugly picture of me on the day of confession? Why did my first two loves happen early in the morning?"

Yan Jingwei unhurriedly picked up the photo that Pei Yanqing had thrown aside, and slowly smoothed out the wrinkles on it like a baby.

"I don't really understand why I only prescribed meat five times after we've been together for so long, and every time someone sleeps like a pig afterwards."

"We've only been together for a few days now, don't you think five times is enough?"

"not enough."

"Then what else do you want?"

"I still want to be in the kitchen, in the living room, in the study, in..."

"Eh? I seem to smell the smell of braised chicken. Have you smelled it? Why are you so hungry? I have to go and see."

Pei Yanqing slipped away.

The sunny weather in the early morning turned dark clouds in the afternoon. This kind of weather is not very common in the winter of c. The thunder is muffled, and the rain falls as soon as it is said.

The two people, who were full of food and drink, lay down on the recliner together with the drowsiness caused by the soaring blood sugar, still in front of the French windows in the living room.

It was obviously a double-sized recliner, but the two of them squeezed aside under a thick blanket.

They just listened quietly to the sound of the rain constantly hitting the window outside the window, like a natural concerto.

"Coffee is ready, sir."

Simon's voice was very soft, so as not to disturb Pei Yanqing who was about to fall asleep in Yan Jingwei's arms.

"I go."

Pei Yanqing still woke up, threw off the blanket and walked towards the kitchen. After a minute, Yan Jingwei frowned as he looked at the pure white liquid in the two glasses in front of him.

"Is this coffee?"

"Coffee, coffee, I think you look like coffee!"

"Is there any white coffee like mine?"

"I just said in the morning that I want to nourish my stomach and drink coffee? You quit it for me and drink milk instead!"

"I was weaned more than 20 years ago."

"Yan Jingwei, why are you so poor!"

Pei Yanqing instantly felt a dull pain in her head from lack of sleep.

"Hey, here's a little fun for you! Come on! Cheers!"

Yan Jingwei clinked glasses of warm milk with Pei Yanqing who looked angry, then obediently raised his head and drank the milk. Before he could put down the cup, he felt Pei Yanqing sticking to his upper lip. Licked around.

"this is mine."

Pei Yanqing babbled, babbled, Yan Jingwei understood that she was talking about the circle of milk beard on her mouth, after drinking the milk, Pei Yanqing nestled into Yan Jingwei's arms again, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, her eyelids became heavier and heavier But I couldn't fall asleep.

"Braise, put on a song and listen to it, it's soothing."

"Okay, Yan Qing."

Pei Yanqing closed her eyes and rubbed Yan Jingwei's chest, listening to the surround sound prelude.

"Hmm... what's the name of this song? Why is it so familiar?"

This feeling of being very familiar but not being able to remember the title of the song is really exhausting.

"It's called How Long Will I Love You."

Yan Jingwei's gentle and deep voice came from the top of his head, and Pei Yanqing instantly felt his drowsiness sink a bit.

"Hmm... how long will you love me?"

Pei Yanqing couldn't even open her eyes, but she still couldn't help asking him.

"Isn't it all written in the lyrics? As long as stars are above you."

"Then, what if today is cloudy and there are no stars..."

"Hey! Pei Yanqing, you..."

Yan Jingwei wanted to pinch her nose and call her a slut, but when he lowered his head, he found that Pei Yanqing had already fallen asleep.

He pulled up the blanket covering Pei Yanqing's shoulders, tightened his embrace, rubbed the top of her hair, and licked the smell that Pei Yanqing just left on the corner of his mouth, how could it be sweeter than milk?

"Isn't it written in the lyrics? As longer if I can..."

Yan Jingwei's voice was scattered among the dense rain.
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How long will I love you, how long will I love you; -As long as stars are above you, as long as the stars above you are still shining; -As longer if I can, if my life can last forever, so will my love for you will be forever...

(End of this chapter)