Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 379 Zhan Mochen proposes marriage

"It's so hot..." Bai Shao was stupefied by the burn, and subconsciously pushed the other person.

The cup in Song Jing's hand tilted, and hot hands spilled on the back of his hand, making him almost throw away the cup.

His heart suddenly trembled, why is the water so hot? !It wasn't very hot when I held it just now, was it?

His brain short-circuited for a moment, and Song Jing immediately realized that the problem was with the thermos cup in his hand.

Through the thick insulation layer, he couldn't feel the temperature, so he burned the white peony root.

In the dream, Bai Shao dreamed that someone was trying to burn her. She struggled hard, but the other person's strength was too great. She was frightened and frightened, and then fell asleep again.

Song Jing saw that Bai Shao's little face seemed to be getting paler, and she felt another layer of self-blame and guilt.

He gently put the white peony root back on the bed and pulled out to get the water again.

This time he mixed it with room temperature water, but he couldn't feel the temperature in the thermos cup just with his hands.

Song Jing took a sip without thinking.

The water temperature was just right.

Song Jing turned around, helped Bai Shao up again, and put the cup over without thinking.

It wasn't until Bai Shao drank several mouthfuls and lay back on the quilt that Song Jing suddenly woke up.

He drank this water just now.

The unspeakable embarrassment made Song Jing feel uncomfortable, and he subconsciously wanted to escape from here.

As soon as he lifted his feet, a hand from behind suddenly stretched out and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Brother Song, is that you..."

Bai Shao was not completely awake, looking at the tall figure in a trance in front of him with blurred eyes, feeling that he was dreaming, dreaming that Song Jing was beside him.

Since we are in a dream, we can say everything, right?

Those things that cannot be said, the thoughts that have been cut off by family members, can be said, right?
Bai Shao tightly grasped the piece of cloth in her hand and murmured randomly: "Song Jing, I like you..."

The girl's voice is soft and charming, with a nasal sound that has not yet recovered from a cold, and it sounds soft and cute.

Song Jing's heart felt like it was hit by a stone, and it skipped a beat for a moment.

It turns out that this is what Bai Shao wanted to tell him last night?
Song Jing paused for a while, and finally did not give any response. After Bai Shao made no move, he used some skill to break free of Bai Shao's little hand and gently exited the room.

After leaving the room, his steps were as fast as the wind, and his tall back seemed to be running away.

Across the living room, An Yan was building blocks with three little ones.

An Nuannuan looked up and saw Song Jing and called him quickly: "Godfather, is aunt awake? Does she want to eat or drink?"

Song Jing looked back at An Yan.

An Yan was wearing a loose cotton T-shirt and home slippers, exuding a gentle and elegant temperament.

She is already the mother of three children, and is even pregnant with another man's child.

All she could think about was that man.

She even wanted to make a pile of him and Bai Shao.

Song Jing clenched his fists hanging by his sides.

She would never know how much pain he felt in his heart right now.

If you don't get love, you have to push it to others.

But he couldn't say a word, and he could never let the other party know.

"I am leaving."

In the end, Song Jing only left these words and left coldly without looking back.

It seemed that if he was delayed for a second, some things would be beyond his control.

The three little ones looked at An Yan in confusion.An Yan was also confused. She paused for a while and deliberately looked at the teddy dog ​​Dabai running around in the living room.

"You didn't bite him, did you?"

Dabai barked twice and ran away.

An Chenchen nodded seriously: "Mommy, Dabai said he didn't. Besides, my godfather isn't afraid of dogs. Did my aunt do something to him?"

An Yan: ...

Why are children so smart?
But forget it if Song Jing doesn't want to take care of Bai Shao, why is he so angry?
An Yan was puzzled.

Song Jing walked out of the villa and drove home.

The car drove quickly on the deserted road, and Song Jing quickly calmed down.

His career of so many years has already tempered his heart to a stone-cold hardness, so this little fluctuation is nothing.

Song Jing suddenly remembered something and felt it was necessary to remind Zhan Mochen.

He took out his cell phone and called: "The employer who hired a murderer last time was Ye Cuiwan."

Zhan Mochen was slightly stunned, but quickly recovered: "It turns out it's her! I've sent extra personnel to the hospital and it's been heavily guarded to prevent anyone from coming again."

"Prevention alone is not enough. By the way, is Aunt Bai better?"

"It's still the same. Except for her fingers moving from time to time, there is still no response in other aspects. The doctor said that conditions like hers require more external stimulation."

"I have an idea..." Song Jing lowered his voice and spoke out his thoughts.

Zhan Mochen raised his lips and replied: "Yes, it's up to you."

The two chatted casually for a few more words and hung up the phone.

Zhan Mochen went home for lunch at noon.

An Yan had just finished her video chat with the nurse. She turned around and saw Zhan Mochen coming in. With a smile on her face, she said, "The hospital said mom's condition is getting better and better these days."

"That's good." Zhan Mochen walked to An Yan as a habit, held her in his arms and kissed her tenderly.

The two were tender for a while, and then Zhan Mochen let go of the panting An Yan.

Zhan Mochen's black eyes stared unblinkingly at An Yan's reddish cheeks, with a smile in his eyes but he said nothing.

An Yan couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable when he stared at him with such direct eyes: "What's wrong? Do you have something to tell me?"

"Ah."

"what you want to say?"

"I want to propose to you."

Zhan Mochen completely let go of An Yan, stood in front of her, took out a small blue velvet box from his suit pocket and opened it.

He suddenly knelt down on one knee, his eyes full of affection: "Yanyan, will you marry me?"

"Zhan Mochen, you..."

The surprise came unexpectedly, An Yan covered her mouth in surprise, and her eyes instantly became wet and hot.

Zhan Mochen raised his head and looked at his beloved woman sincerely.

"Originally, I wanted to be fully prepared. The Blue Sky Island and the Flower Hotel were all ready to formally propose to you. But one after another accidents happened, and I was really worried that if you weren't with me, I would lose you again..."

"Yan Yan, we have wasted so many years. I just want to become a legitimate couple with you sooner, sooner. No matter what kind of narrow escape we experience in the future, no one can separate us again!"

"Yanyan, I love you, marry me."

Zhan Mochen spoke quietly, his deep black eyes shining with moving light, so affectionate that it seemed to absorb all the heart of a person. The diamond ring he held in his palm instantly seemed inferior.

The warm scene turned into a proposal scene instantly, and An Yan was dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)