The shadow of the past and the present arrives

Chapter 214

Song Weimu quickly signed the name, the little girl still looked at Song Weimu with sparkling eyes after stuffing it into the bag, her lips covered in pink lipstick moved, and a trace of distress flashed across her face, as if hesitating how to speak After a moment of hesitation, the little girl quickly whispered, "That is Mr. Duan, right? I heard him on the phone when I was in the bathroom just now, talking about fireworks rings or something."

After speaking, the little girl quickly slipped away.

Nima, I suddenly feel that I shouldn't say what to do!
Song Weimu paused for a moment, took a sip of coke with no expression on his face, and saw Duan Ershao walking over in a personable manner, even though he was still a little sluggish, he looked much better now, and even had a radiant feeling.

Song Weimu touched her forehead with a headache. She really didn't understand why Er Shao Duan was so obsessed with getting married. Are they in a good state now?

Based on Song Weimu's understanding of Duan Ershao, he doesn't feel like a person who is willing to be restrained.

Originally quite free, I have to add a frame to myself!
Song Weimu vomited a little blood.

Seeing Er Shao Duan coming over as if nothing had happened, Song Weimu said tentatively, "Since you are not feeling well, let's go back first and come back next time when we are free."

Duan Ershao, "Since you are here, of course you have to have a good time. You haven't done a spinning flying chair or a Ferris wheel yet."

This is the second time I heard about the Ferris wheel. Song Weimu is [-]% sure that Duan Shao will do some "little tricks" while making the Ferris wheel. Is it just fireworks?Song Weimu looked at the bright daylight outside, how stupid is it to set off fireworks in broad daylight.

Song Weimu nodded, "Okay, let's go after sitting down."

Song Weimu and Duan Ershao suddenly asked when they were drinking their drinks, "What do you think about marriage?"

Duan Ershao made a sound. Fortunately, the etiquette he was taught since childhood played a role at the critical moment. He swallowed it with difficulty, and looked at Song Weimu overjoyed, "Honey, why did you think of this topic?"

Do you finally want to get married?
Good thing!

Duan Ershao felt that he had finally seen the last step of the Long March!
"Get married, after we get married, we will be together justifiably..."

Song Weimu retorted, "Isn't it justified now?"

Duan Er Shao cracked his shell, "It's different, we can only have babies after we get married, do you mean my dear, do you want our baby to be an illegitimate child..."

Duan Ershao looked at you with such ruthless, cruel and vexatious eyes.

Song Weimu supported his forehead, "The illegitimate child..."

Now the horoscope has not been written yet!Song Weimu is still having a headache getting married, he has already thought about having a baby!

Duan Ershao said sadly, "Honey, look at us like this, we may have a child one day, it will hurt your body if you destroy it, and I don't want you to suffer from this. It's better to give birth. I don't have a child." It doesn’t matter if you have a status, our child can’t be without a name and a title, think about how much damage this will do to the child’s young heart..."

Song Weimu: ...

Song Weimu said firmly, "Sleep in separate beds from now on!"

Duan Ershao's face turned green, and he stammered, "Honey..." You have to experience the turbulent body of a young man!

Song Weimu, "I'm only 22 years old..."

Second Young Master Duan immediately said, "But I'm already 27, and I'm going to be three soon, dear, you have to consider an old man's desire for marriage—"

In order to get married, the "old man" Duan Er Shao did not hesitate to blackmail himself.

Song Weimu hesitated, "I like beautiful boys..."

Duan Ershao vomited blood, "Actually, I have a boyish heart."

Song Weimu: ...

It really opened Song Weimu's eyes to be so shameless, and she felt that she underestimated Duan Shao's expectations for marriage.

Duan Er Shao decided to strike while the iron was hot, "Honey, let's go, let's make a Ferris wheel!"

(End of this chapter)