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Chapter 105 Huanhuan proposed to you

Tang's mother walked to the door, opened the door, and was taken aback.

"Song Xixi, marry me."

Her son was on one knee, holding a large bouquet of red roses with a glittering ring in the center.

Although Tang's mother is someone who has been there before, her heart beats into pockmarks when she encountered this scene.

The son looks like his father.

Tang's mother tightened her hands, and before her son finished speaking, she quickly turned around and went to the living room, calling Song Xixi as she walked, "Xixi, Xixi, come here quickly, Huanhuan proposed to you!"

Tang Zhihuan, who was kneeling outside the door, almost fell to his knees when he heard Mama Tang's voice.

The man's fair face turned red in an instant, and it matched the rose in his arms better.

Soon, Mother Tang pulled Song Xixi and stood at the door. Song Xixi's eyes sparkled, and Tang Zhihuan looked at each other.

Before the two of them could speak, Mama Tang said, "Silly son, what are you still doing in a daze, kneel down and propose!"

Tang Zhihuan looked at Mama Tang angrily, with embarrassment in her eyes: "Mom, why are you here?"

Tang's mother was very happy, she pointed to herself, and nodded: "Yes, yes, I shouldn't be here, that, that... the guest room, I will stay in the guest room, and I will come out after you propose, okay? You guys Keep going!"

After Mama Tang finished speaking, she turned around and trotted to hide in a room, closing the door swiftly.

At the door, Song Xixi was still staring at Tang Zhihuan.

The man looked a little unnatural, and handed her the flowers, even his voice became hoarse: "Do you like it?"

"Who would propose marriage standing up?"

The man coughed, glanced at the room where Tang's mother entered, knelt down on one knee again, and looked at the woman in front of him devoutly: "Song Xixi, will you marry me?"

At this moment, besides embarrassment, Song Xixi also wanted to cry.

She nodded with a smile, and stretched out her left hand: "Okay!"

Tang Zhihuan took off the ring, took the middle finger of her left hand, stood up and handed the rose to her: "Why is my mother here?"

Song Xixi shook her head and looked in the direction of the guest room: "Auntie said to come and bring you some farm vegetables."

The man was silent for a moment, then took her shoulders and kissed her on the forehead: "I'm sorry, the marriage proposal I prepared for you was not like this."

Song Xixi smiled and looked into his dark eyes: "It's good, it's both surprising and frightening, romantic and different, I'm sure the three of us will never forget it!"

Tang Zhihuan rubbed her hair, looked down on her neck, and said softly, "Is there any pain?"

Song Xixi glanced at him, carried the rose to the guest room, and shouted as she walked, "Auntie, look at the roses Tang Zhihuan sent, and the engagement ring..."

Tang Zhihuan stood where he was, watching Song Xixi take the initiative to communicate with his mother, with tenderness in his eyes.

He took off his glasses, wiped the lenses with two tissues, even his forehead was covered with fine sweat.

After returning to the bedroom and washing his face, Song Xixi and Mama Tang had already come out, and they were busy in the kitchen.

Although it was the first time they met, the relationship between the two was very harmonious, like a mother and daughter.

Tang's mother smiled when she saw her son, "Take your wife out, and Mom will cook you something delicious."

Song Xixi blushed and looked at Mama Tang: "Auntie, what kind of daughter-in-law?"

Tang's mother laughed at her: "Why, accepting my son's engagement ring, isn't it just agreeing to marry my son, isn't it my daughter-in-law?"

"..."

Seeing that Song Xixi was getting shy, Mama Tang continued to choose dishes, "Xixi, you should talk to your parents as well. Find a good time for our two families to have a meal together, and then get the certificate first."

Song Xixi nodded. She only told her family that she had a boyfriend, not that they were planning to get married.

I don't know if her parents are mentally prepared.

"Huanhuan, why are you still standing there, why don't you take Xixi to the living room to rest, I'll see you make this child tired..." Mother Tang shook her head, feeling sorry for Song Xixi.

Tang Zhihuan touched his ears, and took Song Xixi to sit down on the sofa: "Okay, you can also try my mother's cooking, not inferior to a fifth-level chef."

"That's right!" Mama Tang replied proudly in the kitchen.

Song Xixi shyly patted Tang Zhihuan's arms, happy and satisfied, she didn't dare stick her head out.

(End of this chapter)