Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 192 The Prosperous Wedding Part 2 ([-])
"What do you mean?" Jin Ziqi read out what she said, and also found that Qiao Nianzhao's eyes were full of cynical madness, so he couldn't help being wary: "It's best to think clearly before doing something."

Qiao Nianzhao smiled suddenly, looking into Jin Ziqi's eyes, "What can I do? You really think too much, but I will definitely attend my sister's wedding!"

Jin Ziqi frowned, but Qiao Nianzhao walked away before she could speak.

"Miss, are you back?" Aunt Hong came out of the kitchen and saw Jin Ziqi standing on the stairs.

Jin Ziqi withdrew his gaze from the door, and smiled at the approaching Aunt Hong: "Well, where is so-and-so?"

"Uncle is playing with the young master in the back garden!" Aunt Hong mentioned XX with a loving face, and wanted to say something about XX but was interrupted by the roaring car outside.

Jin Ziqi glanced at the door and saw a red shadow, which was Qiao Nianzhao's car.

"I don't know what's going on. In the morning, I suddenly called and said that I must let the family's special car go to the hospital to pick her up. I said that the family's car was busy purchasing things for the wedding, and she made a big fuss. In the end, the chairman sent her to the hospital. I picked it up with the company car, and when I got home, I was bossy, and I really think of myself as the master of this place!"

Jin Ziqi naturally knew who Aunt Hong was talking about, and looked thoughtfully at the empty doorway.

Qiao Nianzhao's sudden change of character, from a good girl who has always been obedient in the Jin family to an arrogant young lady, is really unimaginable.

Reminiscent of Qiao Nianzhao's arrogant attitude when he said those words just now, Jin Ziqi's brows tightened even more.

"Qiqi!" A jubilant child's voice came from the door, and then a glutinous rice dumpling hit his calf. Jin Ziqi stabilized his figure and looked down to see a small face like a cat.

Jin Ziqi's heart softened, and he was about to lean over to hug XX, but XX jumped back, rubbing his overalls with a pair of fat hands in embarrassment, and grinning: "So-and-so is going to take a bath, Qiqi will take a shower again." hug!"

It turned out that Jin Moumou's body was stained with a lot of mud, and the bottom of her trousers that he hugged her just now was already covered with brown mud marks one after another, as if realizing that she had done something good, so-and-so ran away without a trace.

Smiling helplessly, Jin Ziqi just wanted to see where he had gone, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the man leaning against the door. Song Qiyan looked at her, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth revealed his happy mood.

He paced over and looked at her with a smile: "Stretch out your hand."

"Why?" Jin Ziqi asked him puzzled, but he stretched out his hand cooperatively.

"Close your eyes now." As he spoke, he took her hand and spread her slightly closed fingers.

The curled eyelashes trembled slightly, she obediently closed her eyes, and then felt a snare caught in the ring finger of her right hand, and the light weight told her that it was not a diamond ring.

The warm breath sprayed on the back of her hand, and then thin lips were printed on the ring finger. A pious kiss was like a hot brand on her heart.

Jin Ziqi slowly opened his eyes, and he held it on the ring finger of his hand. It was a straw ring made of sunflowers. The soft and delicate stems were wound into a perfect circle, which perfectly fit her size.

She stared at the little pink flower that happened to be pinned above the circle, and froze there.

Grass rings, such young and frivolous things that yearn for emotion and not reason, are actually not very suitable for a 34-year-old man to bend around.

But he was willing to do it, just as he was willing to kneel before her without hesitation.

"Okay, here is my wedding present for you."

He lowered his head slightly, under the high bridge of the nose, slightly raised the corners of his lips, staring intently at the straw ring on her slender finger, and the fine hair fell into her sight.

"If one day I have nothing, I find that the ring is the most I need."

Song Qiyan raised his head while talking, with a pleasant smile on his handsome face, his dark eyes locked on her, "Xiao Qi, are you willing to be the mistress of my grass ring forever?"

Regardless of birth, old age, sickness, death, poverty or wealth, you will always be by his side, will you?

Jin Ziqi looked at himself reflected in his black pupils, his cheeks turned slightly red.

I don't even know when I nodded.

He smiled more happily, put his arms around her body, and hugged her tightly.

"Xiao Qi, we will be happy."

Didn't sleep well at night.

Lying in Song Qiyan's broad and warm embrace, listening to his thin and even breathing, his consciousness became clearer.

When turning over, the man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her in a daze.

Jin Ziqi lay in his arms, looking up nervously.

But he didn't respond anymore, and quickly closed his eyes again, breathing slowly, and fell asleep again.

Jin Ziqi breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned into his arms with his eyes open, recalling the dream that woke him up just now.

In that strange dream, she saw a man kneeling on the ground to propose to her. It was in a room that was not luxurious, even very simple, with the chandelier above his head flickering gently.

The scene in the dream was not real. The man took out a small red box from his pocket, and opened it carefully. It was a simple platinum ring.

"Xiao Qi, will you marry me?" The gentle and affectionate voice lingered in her ears like a nightmare.

Jin Ziqi closed his eyes, controlled his chaotic emotions, and slowly approached Song Qiyan, resting his head on his chest, as if he felt her dependence, he retracted his arms and hugged her tightly.

She suddenly didn't dare to admit the truth, she didn't dare to tell Song Qiyan that she already knew that the man in the dream was not him at all, although she still couldn't see the man's face clearly.

As for the platinum ring...

The heart seemed to be drawn by some kind, and the body couldn't help wanting to get up.

Turning around gently, the man's arm tightened, and Jin Ziqi didn't dare to move again.

"Go to the toilet?" The man's misty voice seemed to come from the depths of sleep.

Jin Ziqi hummed indiscriminately, and Song Qiyan let go of his arms, breathing evenly again.

The speed was so fast that Jin Ziqi had no time to react.

She got up quietly, followed the guidance of the consciousness in her brain, walked to the closet and looked up at the top of the closet.

He moved a stool from in front of the dressing table, stepped on it and stood on tiptoe.

Her hand reached into the top of the cabinet, touched it irregularly for a while, and then stopped.

When she retracted her hand, she opened her fist and it was a small box.

Open the gauze curtain of the balcony slightly, and the sky above the head is full of stars, extremely bright.

(End of this chapter)