Diamond Honey Wedding: Top Husband Dots on His Wife

Chapter 26 I have something to ask
She looked closely for a long time before she could see the license plate number clearly. She remembered that the license plate number belonged to Nangong Ye.

As for what Nangong Ye said just now, it was already submerged in the sound of rain, so she didn't hear it at all.

She stood in the eaves and looked at him. No matter what expression Nangong Ye had, she couldn't see clearly. She didn't know whether he let her get in the car or came here to watch her joke.

She stood where she was. Anyway, even if Nangong Ye stopped here, he might not have come to pick her up. Maybe Nangong Xuanjing was not far away.

In the next second, her wrist was caught by Nangongye. Nangongye threw her into the car in the heavy rain, and then sat in the driving seat. Although they only went out for less than a minute, the two of them were still wet .

Han Mitang was a little surprised by his actions at the moment: "Why help me?"

"Then you think I should just watch you shelter from the rain?" Nangong Ye lowered his eyes slightly and said in a slightly lower voice, "Your eyes can't see clearly?"

"Don't you know, I'm short-sighted, but it seems to be getting worse recently." It's time to get a pair of glasses.

Just as she was thinking, Nangong Ye's car stopped at a specialty store that sold glasses: "Get out of the car." Nangong Ye got out of the car first, and opened the car door for her. His movements were smooth and elegant, and he was a gentleman.

During the whole process, Nangong Ye kept holding her hand. The feeling was inexplicably ambiguous, but she felt that it was just an illusion, and he would not be tempted by her.

"Sir, miss, welcome." A male waiter, dressed in a suit, looked imposing and courteous.

"Take her to have her eyes checked." Nangong Ye let go of her hand, but said indifferently.

"No need." She knew what Nangong Ye was going to do, but she didn't think he needed to do it.

The waiter was a little overwhelmed, Nangong Ye cast a sideways glance at the two of them: "Don't worry about what she says, take her to check."

Han Mitang was about to say something, but she looked at the waiter who was already waiting. In desperation, she walked forward and sat on an eye examination instrument.

Finally, the waiter looked at the result and shook his head helplessly: "Miss, how long have you been short-sighted?"

"About a few months." In fact, she couldn't remember clearly, but slowly, slowly, she began to lose her vision.

"A few months?" The waiter was a little surprised: "I started myopia a few months ago. Logically speaking, I shouldn't have myopia to your degree. The left eye is 1000, the right eye is [-], and the two eyes plus When I got up, it was almost [-] degrees."

"Ah? It's gone up again?" I remember the last time I came for a checkup, only one of her eyes was over 200 degrees, how could she be so short-sighted now.

The waiter smiled slightly and gave her some comfort: "But don't worry, miss, we recently launched a pair of glasses..."

Han Mitang rolled her eyes. It turned out that what she said was so scary, and she wanted to recommend a product. She waved her hand: "Farewell, just give me a pair of ordinary glasses."

"But this new product not only allows you to see clearly, but also corrects your eyesight. You can also wear these glasses while sleeping at night." The waiter exaggerated.

Han Mitang stood up and patted him on the shoulder: "If it is really as magical as you said, then there will be no myopia in this world. You should give me an ordinary pair." money.

"Okay." Seeing this, the waiter could only comply with the customer's request.

Nangong Ye frowned while holding the checklist: "You have such a high degree."

After Han Mitang finished matching her eyes, a round black frame covered her eyes like a deep pool, but the round frame made her a little cute, not ugly.

She wanted to pay the bill herself, but Nangong Ye had already paid the bill before her.

Sitting in the car, Han Mitang took out a thick notepad: "By the way, Mr. Nangong, I haven't finished my interview with you last time. This week is already the deadline, and we have to hurry up and make yours." Magazine cover, please cooperate with me to answer a few questions."

Nangong Ye frowned: "You ask."

She changed the way of asking the question last time: "May I ask what Mr. Nangong's criteria are for choosing a spouse."

She thought, most girls want to know this question, after all, this is the most practical.

Nangongye laughed softly. Such a question might be a bit boring, but since she asked, he replied: "Long hair, big eyes, not too big breasts, a little stupid brain, and being as tall as you."

She couldn't help but look at herself for the conditions he said, as if she met these criteria, she blushed suddenly.

"What else?" she asked.

"No, if there is, then it's just my feeling." Except for feeling, everything else is nonsense.

"Then why is Mr. Nangong still single? Do you have a sweetheart?" This was requested by the magazine, and she had to mention it. Fortunately, he was willing to cooperate with her to answer the question this time.

Nangong Ye couldn't help but smile: "Is it your magazine that wants to ask, or you want to ask?"

"Of course it's the magazine." She replied without thinking.

Nangong Ye tightened his grip on the steering wheel: "Because I think it's too early to get married."

"Then your sweetheart..." She was still curious about this question, and her hand holding the pen was trembling.

"Have."

When Han Mitang heard this, the pen slipped to the ground unconsciously, she was stunned, and then she realized that she bent down to pick up the pen, and then wrote something in the notebook.

"Then Mr. Nangong, can you reveal who this girl is?" She tried her best to suppress the mania in her heart. She knew that the person was Nangong Xuanjing, but she insisted on asking, just wanting to hear him say it himself.

"I think there's no need to tell you this." Nangong Ye said with a blank expression.

"Then when will Mr. Nangong be free, and take some cover photos with us?" Now that the question is over, she has nothing to say.

"Anytime." Nangong Ye looked at her sideways: "I heard that you went to the obstetrics and gynecology department today, what did you do there?"

"Just to accompany my friend, how do you know I'm there?"

"A friend told me." Nangong Ye parked the car in the parking space, and then unbuckled the seat belt.

Seeing this, Han Mitang was about to open the car door, but Nangong Ye didn't unlock it. Han Mitang looked at him and said, "Open the door, I can't open it if you lock it."

"I have something to ask you." Nangongye said suddenly, and she sat down quietly again.

Suddenly, he smiled self-deprecatingly. He had hidden this question for a long time, but now that the words had come to his lips, he could no longer speak. He unlocked it: "You can go."

Han Mitang took a special look at him: "Don't you have something to ask me?"

(End of this chapter)