Sheng Chong Second Marriage

Chapter 61 Song Yichen's Love Words

After finishing speaking, Lan Song slowly came to his senses, but felt very uncomfortable.Does that mean she's a bit low-key?Like doing business, not only do you not need money, but you also pay back.The beginning is the beginning of what he said, and now the end is also up to him, a big deal that loses [-]% of the money.

But having said it all, what else can be done, and she also thought so, when it really got to that point, it was her fate, and she accepted it.

"Lan Song, what do you think of me and our relationship?"

What do you think?Lan Song didn't understand the meaning of Song Yichen's question.

"Did you still not understand a question, how much I like you? Huh?"

Song Yichen said to her, "Do you know how much I like you?" Before Song Yichen just told her, go out with me.She knows that the premise of dating is affection, liking, but Song Yichen has never told her so bluntly that I like you, I like you very much.

Lan Song already knew her own heart very well, but she was still not sure about Song Yichen.She followed him all the time, he started when he said, started dating when he said to date, and only dared to like her when he said he liked her.She knew that if she took this step bravely, whether she would be hurt or happy in the future would depend entirely on how much Song Yichen liked her.

But she had no confidence, no confidence in herself, no confidence in Song Yichen, no confidence how much he would like her.Because no one liked her, including her own mother and her ex-husband.

"Being with you is the result of my deliberation. After Lu Feng told me about you, I walked around the provincial hospital for a few hours. I have weighed, you have a marriage history, what kind of life you have had I have no idea what kind of feelings you have for your ex-husband, I don’t know either. You are going to study in Japan for a few years, will you come back, and will you change your mind before that? I know. Don’t talk about the past and the future, just now, you have money, but I’m still a poor man with nothing, and my family is still a poor household in a poor county. There are so many uncertain factors between us, but I The only thing that is certain is that I like you, Lan Song, I like you, I want to be with you, I want to have you in my life from now on. No matter what it was before or what will happen in the future, I want to be with you Let's walk together."

"Since I have decided to be with you, I don't want to let go easily. Don't say such frustrating words in the future, I don't like to hear them."

It's a very, very long paragraph, the analysis is very reasonable and rational, but in Lan Song's ears, this is the most beautiful love story in the world.

Yes, there are too many uncertain factors, since he is not afraid, what is she afraid of?
After taking a few mouthfuls of food, Lan Song had a sudden whim for some reason, and took the chili sauce from Song Yichen's hand, "I heard that eating spicy food is the same as drinking alcohol, and it can be cultivated. Let me give it a try. I will treat it as an early entry into the country and do as the Romans do." gone."

After all, after tearing off the transparent packaging film, he unscrewed the lid, dipped it with chopsticks, and put it in his mouth.

Hearing Lan Song say that you do as the Romans do, Song Yichen smiled and didn't stop him, quietly watching Lan Song's reaction after eating the chili sauce.

With a deadpan expression and no reaction, Song Yichen couldn't help but look at him with admiration, it's not bad, the chili sauce is quite strong, isn't it good?
As a result, Lan Song kept such a deep expression for only five seconds. Lan Song seemed to jump up from the chair, unable to hold back any longer, and rushed to the kitchen sink like a locomotive, rinsing his mouth and coughing.

Song Yichen smiled helplessly, shook his head, put down his chopsticks, and walked into the kitchen.

"Let you show off your abilities, if you don't know how to eat, you can eat directly."

Lan Song coughed until tears came out, turned around, and stared at Song Yichen dissatisfied with a pair of hazy and moist almond eyes washed by tears, and his lips, which were red and swollen by the pepper, were pouted, like fresh and tender cherries. He couldn't help but want to step forward to take a sip.

Song Yichen was really worried that he would lose control for a while, so he turned around and opened the refrigerator, "Is there any milk?"

"It's in the cupboard, not in the refrigerator."

Following the direction of Lan Song's finger, Song Yichen opened the cabinet, took out a box of milk, opened it and handed it to Lan Song.

"Drinking milk can relieve spicy heat?" Lan Song muttered, but obediently drank a few mouthfuls of milk.Although the lips still have a tingling feeling, the burning sensation has been relieved a lot.

"Can't eat spicy food, what should I do?" Lan Song looked at Song Yichen with a troubled expression, and couldn't help worrying about the eating habits of the two of them in the future. It seems that the two of them really need to adjust a lot.

It's a pity that the person she asked didn't pay attention to this at all. The person in front of her had a ball hair combed. The creamy white high collar made her face whiter and smoother. There is still a trace of the milk I drank just now.The woman who was clearly well-developed now had a bit of childlike squeamishness, which made people want to feel sorry for her.

"Then don't eat." Song Yichen approached, raised his hand and gently wiped off the traces of milk on the corner of Lan Song's mouth with the pulp of his thumb, his gentle eyes were full of pampering.

Song Yichen's intimate actions made Lan Song's heart speed up again. On this quiet night, in a small space, it was hard not to let people's imaginations wander about two young boyfriends and girlfriends.

"Hurry up and eat, one meal can take so long." Lan Song fled and left the kitchen, leaving behind Song Yichen who was a little dumbfounded.

More haste than waste.

　In the morning Xia Mu went to say goodbye to an English teacher who had been with him for more than a year, but in the end he couldn't say a few decent words.Alas, I am most afraid of parting.

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