Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 413 The Man Who Needs Not Enough (1)
"Not here?" Su Ningqiu couldn't help raising her voice: "How could it be not here?"

"Ningqiu, next time don't give the keys of the house to outsiders casually, or I will take the keys back."

Su Ningqiu laughed dryly, muttered "Where is Qiao Nan an outsider", and then responded obediently: "Sister, don't worry, I will definitely cover the key tightly from now on..."

Not wanting to talk anymore, Su Ningxue hung up the phone after a few perfunctory words, and she leaned against the kitchen counter like a deflated ball. It was obviously a moment of relaxation and happiness, but she was hurt and out of breath.

The moonlight is like water, and the night is terribly quiet.

She carried the big bag of garbage to the entrance to change her shoes, and pushed open the anti-theft door to go out. She raised her head inadvertently, but the next moment her mouth was half-opened in astonishment, and she maintained the posture of opening the door.

Qiao Nan stood straight at the door at some point, holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand, with various varieties, and carrying a suitcase in the other hand, she took a deep breath, and immediately smelled the light fragrance of flowers .

"Are you so excited to see me?" It was obviously a joke, but he said it seriously.

She withdrew her outstretched foot and stood at the entrance, seemingly at a loss.

"Fortunately, I know the uncle who is in charge of parking downstairs. You didn't tell me what I like, so I have to take one of each kind. Are you happy now?"

He approached her slowly, his eyes gentle.Step by step, very light, very slow, elegant but dangerous, getting closer and closer, like a hunter approaching the prey in his net.

"You—" Didn't you leave?

She was dumbfounded, looked at him with a little horror, and moved her feet back involuntarily.

I don't know what he wants to do now.

"Su Ningxue." His tone suddenly became serious, "Let's get married."

She was completely stunned.

"It's not a whim. I prepared it 28 years ago, but you left before I had time to say it. I always think that the past is not as important as the present and the future. You divorced, and I got married once. It's actually fair. We have passed the age of pursuing vigorous love and passion in life, so when we get married, I don't think there will be any third-party problems, and I don't have to worry about waking up every morning and touching it It's a cold sheet."

He also said before that he wanted to marry her, but he never made such a serious matter now.

She couldn't react for a while. At her age, she had never seen any big storms, but she had never experienced being proposed by a man holding a large bouquet of flowers. Although, that bouquet of flowers was quite ugly.

Generally, when men propose marriage, don’t they always say that they will love you forever and will make you happy until the last moment of their lives, or simply say, let me take care of you, okay?
He was good, he directly conducted a formal analysis, and then went straight to the topic.

"Why are you not polite at all? I didn't see that my arm was about to bend, so help me hold it."

She hesitated for a moment, but he still reached out to pick up the flowers, but he delivered the suitcase to her.

Then he carried the flowers into the apartment by himself, and turned on the light she had turned off again.

He threw the withered flowers in the vase into the trash can, and inserted the bunch in his hand. He wanted to throw away the withered flowers, but she hurriedly stopped him: "These can be made into dried flowers."

He stared at her brightly, then took the flowers out of the trash can.

She wanted to bring it over and put it on the balcony, but he didn't let go of the end holding the flower. She looked up at him, with a gentle smile on his brows and eyes: "I'll give you an hour to think about it, and now I'll lend you your study I."

After speaking, he let go of the flowers, took his notebook and entered the study.

Before closing the study door, he looked back. She was still holding the shriveled bunch of sunflowers, sitting on the sofa, with her back straight, her hands on her knees, and her eyes looking straight ahead. wall.

It seemed that she was quite frightened, but if she was not forced, she might not be able to give an answer for the rest of her life.

The smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared, he sighed softly, touched his chest, his heart was pounding, it seemed that he was not much better than her.

He didn't know what method to use to stay by her side. It seemed that the only thing that could be justified was marriage.

There used to be too many obstacles between them, Jin Zhaodong, the Su family, and the Jin family. Now, only Su Ningxue's vacillating heart can stop them. He can no longer wait for the second 30 years, so he can only gamble. Bundle.

If you lose, the worst result is to fly back to Ireland and never set foot on this land again.

He leaned back on the chair, opened the notebook, and the dim screen suddenly flashed brightly. He looked around and saw a bunch of blue-purple irises appear on the screen, followed by another bunch, and then another bunch...

Until, purple irises bloomed all over the screen, like a sea of ​​purple flowers.

The blue-purple slowly faded, the black screen gradually brightened, and a specially made ice-green iris flower slowly bloomed, and at the same time as it faded, a beautiful silhouette of a woman gradually appeared on the screen.

He stretched out his hand, and gently stroked her icy green eyes with his fingertips: "Will you agree this time?"

Time passed by, and the outline of the icy green woman's face on the screen darkened and then brightened, brightened and then dimmed. He waited quietly, as if he had waited forever.

Taking a deep breath, he clenched his fists, got up and walked to the door, and slowly opened it.

Walking outside the living room, he saw the scene inside, he couldn't laugh or cry, he was waiting inside tremblingly, but she fell asleep leaning on the sofa, as if she had forgotten his marriage proposal long ago.

"Are you avoiding the question?" He squatted down by the sofa, looked at her and sighed.

"I'm just a little tired." She suddenly murmured helplessly.

"Ningxue?" His heartbeat immediately lost its usual frequency.

But she slowly opened her eyes, her clear eyes were like stars in a winter night: "Tonight, stay for me."

Qiao Nan suddenly felt that his eye circles were wet. He looked at her slightly embarrassed face, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, his voice was hoarse because of excitement, and he called her name in a low voice: "Ningxue..."

A buzzing beep woke her from her sleep.

Jin Ziqi rubbed his sleepy eyes, then turned around and saw the sleeping man beside him.

It seems that every time she looks at him up close, she can find some surprises. For example, under his fluffy black hair, there is a pair of thick and even eyebrows with excellent eyebrow shape. Charismatic.

Jin Ziqi touched his chin lightly with his fingers, and some blue stubble grew, but this did not damage his face that perfectly blended dignity and restraint.

(End of this chapter)