Black-bellied Bamboo Horse: Xiaoqingmei, I can't eat enough!

Chapter 633 Then You Should Die

"If I'm still alive after this incident is over," Yuan Ming looked at Chris, "I'll marry you."

He didn't know why he said this sentence, but the moment he said it, Yuan Ming felt a sense of relief in his heart.

It was as if a boulder that had been crushed for years had finally been removed.

There was an involuntary smile in his eyes.

He could finally realize how happy Luo Jia was when Gu Nian returned to the imperial capital.

Sometimes, it's not that you don't love, but that you dare not love, and you can't afford to love.

Yuan Ming seemed to be liberated, and felt relaxed all over.

Chris was obviously taken aback, and then she rolled her eyes at Yuan Ming: "Then it's better for you to die."

"..."

This sentence was like a basin of cold water, pouring Yuan Ming a chill.

Yuan Ming took a deep breath and convinced himself to pretend he didn't hear this sentence.

Then he deeply understood how narrow-minded women are.

"Are you kidding me? You marry me? You marry me? Am I crazy?"

"Is this a marriage proposal? Let me beg you, don't say that you are the president of the Yuan family after you go out, I will embarrass you!"

"I've been proposed a lot in my life. Some people send pigeon eggs to the cruise ship, and some send flowers to the plane. But this is the first time I've seen someone like you who is going to be an empty-handed wolf. Thank you, your kindness." It really taught me a lot.”

Yuan Ming took a deep breath again, what the hell has Gu Nian taught her all these years?

This blabbering, even with a Beijing accent, makes him... want to hit someone.

Yuan Ming stared back, and the phrase "Don't marry and fall down" was brewing on his lips for a long time, but he didn't say it in the end.

Yuan Ming raised the folder in his hand, made a gritted expression towards Chris, then checked the room, made sure that there were no monitors, went to the sofa and sat down.

Before opening the folder, Yuan Ming still couldn't hold back and sent Luo Jia a WeChat message: "Brother Jia, may I ask how you coaxed Nian Nian well?"

Yuan Ming didn't think that Luo Jia would return to him at all. There was an eight-hour time difference between the two sides. It was still past three o'clock in the morning in the imperial capital, so Luo Jia should have gone to bed early.

Well, it should.

Because the second he put down the phone, Luo Jia's phone rushed over.

"Hello..." Yuan Ming just said a word when he heard Luo Jia's cold voice on the phone.

"Are you free?" Luo Jia's voice was exceptionally sober, obviously not sleeping at all.

Yuan Ming looked down at the folder in his hand, and calculated it carefully. Not to mention, he was indeed not busy.

It's just that he really didn't have the guts to tell Luo Jia, isn't that courting death?

Luo Jia didn't wait for him to speak, and asked him directly: "How is Nian Nian?"

"It's okay, I've left Hall Manor to live in Jin'an, I'll find out the situation in the manor tonight." Yuan Ming lowered his voice unconsciously.

Luo Jia responded, and then said, "I'll go there the day after tomorrow and protect her."

"Sure," Yuan Ming agreed confidently, and then asked again, "Brother Jia, why don't you just talk about it?"

Luo Jia paused for a moment, then snorted lightly: "You'll be fine after a beating." After speaking, Luo Jia hung up the phone.

Beat up?
Hehehe, Master Luo, I'm afraid you forgot how you behaved when trying to please the two little darlings?
However, what Luo Jia said was also in his heart, it was just what he wanted to do to Gu Nian most now.

The brat is in need of cleaning up, give her a beating so she can live in peace.

Yuan Ming looked at the dimmed phone screen, and then unconsciously turned around to look at Chris who was leaning on the bed and reading a book.

Beat up?
That old man is very bad!
He's crazy to believe his nonsense!
No, no, he was crazy to believe that Luo Jia would beat Gu Nian.

Sensing Yuan Ming's gaze, Chris frowned slightly, and raised her head to look at him: "Do you have anything else to do?"

Yuan Ming choked, thinking that he couldn't make her feel like he was free to watch her play, right?
So he said, "Thirsty."

Chris glanced at him with disgust, raised her hand and rang the bell beside the bed.

After a while, a maid knocked on the door and came in, asking with a smile, "Miss, what do you need?"

Chris flipped a page of the book with her fingers, and raised her chin towards Yuan Ming who was on the sofa.

The maid walked up to Yuan Ming, still smiling and asked him, "Sir, what do you need?"

"Water." Yuan Ming was laughed angrily by Chris, closed the documents in his hand, and said before the maid went out: "Honey, how long are you going to lose your temper with me?"

Chris was taken aback for a moment, and raised her head to meet Yuan Ming's somewhat complicated eyes. She understood his meaning instantly, and said with a soft snort, "I don't know what's wrong with me?"

Are you wrong?Where is it wrong?Why do you still commit crimes knowingly?

These are definitely three questions that hit the soul of a man.

Yuan Ming shuddered when he heard this question, and couldn't help complaining in his heart: Is it true that you are doing such a fake show?How can he accept this? ?

Seeing Yuan Ming's speechless expression, Chris was in a particularly good mood. She lowered her head to read the book again, and added another knife by the way: "If you don't know what's wrong, don't talk."

The maid who came in again carrying water heard this and lowered her head subconsciously.

The eldest lady seems to have had a fight with her boyfriend, she wants to reduce her presence as much as possible...

Yuan Ming took a sip of water full of depression, but he had to admit that Chris's two words saved a lot of trouble. To solve the problem to the greatest extent, he still needed to act for everyone in Hall's family. problem.

After all, he's not Gu Nian, he doesn't have that good acting skills.

At night, Yuan Ming quietly left the room and walked around Hall Manor in a black suit.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night for him.

It's the same for Chrissy.

She stood by the window, even though she scolded herself tens of thousands of times in her heart, she couldn't bear to fall asleep.

She was afraid that there would be a sudden noise outside, that the door would be knocked, that...

Until the sky turned white, there was no unnecessary sound from outside.

Chris exhaled lightly, stretched her sore and numb legs, and was about to go back to bed to catch up on sleep when she heard a slight knock on the door.

The sound like a spell startled her, and Chris's heart suddenly twitched. She didn't care whether her leg hurt or not, so she stumbled to the door and opened it.

The door opened, and Yuan Ming jumped in. He ran to the coffee table in three steps at a time, picked up the water glass on the table and took a big sip.

Chris' hands holding the doorknob trembled a little. She looked at Yuan Ming and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Yuan Ming waved to her, drank the water, and said, "Your house is really big, I'm exhausted."

Chris looked at him like this, as if he had been discovered...

"Are you here just to drink water?" Chris frowned.

Yuan Ming put down the water glass, walked back to the door, looked at Chris and said casually, "What's wrong? Disappointed?"

Chris glared at him: "You should go to the hospital to have a look at your brain, it's a disease to pretend to be sentimental." After speaking, Chris turned around and walked towards the bed.

Yuan Ming smiled lowly, raised one arm and put it against the wall to block Chris's way.

(End of this chapter)