My little puppy is sick

Chapter 48 My Dear Blue Friend 28
"Seriously, Song Heng, what do you think?"

Qi Yan looked at him, Song Heng was dumbfounded and didn't move.

Mother Song watched Song Heng not move, and kicked Song Heng's uninjured foot under the table.

Only then did Song Heng come to his senses, his voice was trembling, and he was crying.

"I, I want."

Song Heng turned around, dropped the chopsticks, grabbed Qi Yan's hand, and said urgently, "I want you, I want to get engaged."

The two smiled at each other.

Qi Yan had classes in the afternoon and evening. Song's father and Song's mother accompanied Song Heng in the hospital in the afternoon, and after Qi Yan's evening class, they went to the hospital to take over from them to accompany Song Heng.

It just so happened that tomorrow was the weekend and Qi Yan had no class, so she brought the clothes to be changed and moved them to Song Heng's bedside.

Song Heng sat over and moved a seat for her.

"I'm taking a shower, don't touch me if you haven't taken a shower."

Song Heng held Qi Yan with one hand and sat on his lap, and kissed her with his lips carelessly.

Qi Yan was afraid of meeting Song Heng's injury, so she let him do it.

"I kiss my daughter-in-law, tell me if I can touch you."

Qi Yanmo.

She = Song Heng's girlfriend = the daughter-in-law who is about to get engaged.

"Have you brushed your teeth, just kiss me."

Song Heng pushed his back teeth, "It's been brushed."

He let go of Qi Yan, turned his head and sniffed, but there was no smell.

Song Heng was depressed.

Qi Yan leaned forward, grabbed Song Heng's lips, and bit them.

"I don't mean to dislike you, I want to kiss you."

Song Heng looked at Qi Yan's pursed mouth and covered it.

weekend.

Every meal time, Mother Song would bring the meals she made at home to the hospital, and the three of them would eat together, sometimes Father Song would come too.

The rest of the time, Qi Yan was with Song Heng.

The two of them watch TV dramas and play games, even if they don't talk, the atmosphere in the room is extraordinarily pink.

And occasional intimacy.

Sunday morning.

Song Heng got up early and changed into his usual clothes.

Qi Yan opened her eyes in a daze, and seeing Song Heng arranging her clothes, she turned over and lay flat on the bed.

She said, "Where are you going today?"

"It's not where I'm going," Song Heng walked over, his face covered half of his face by gauze was full of smiles, "It's where we are going."

"Well..." Qi Yan turned around again, facing him, her voice was sticky, "Then where are we going?"

"Go buy a ring."

The drowsiness in Qi Yan's head disappeared immediately, she jumped up, looked at him in surprise, and then screamed.

"Ah, is it true?" She immediately got out of bed, went to the suitcase to find a beautiful dress, and bounced to the toilet.

"Wait for your beautiful girlfriend to come out!"

"I'll wait." Song Heng looked in the direction of the toilet, leaned against that position, and quietly waited for Qi Yan to come out.

Qi Yan didn't bring cosmetics, only loose powder and lipstick, she simply dressed up and went out.

The door opened, Song Heng looked at Qi Yan who was walking towards him, his Adam's apple rolled.

He paused in place, moved his fingers, made a fist, and then let go.

It took a while to move forward, and the pace was a little unsteady.

His girl, very beautiful.

She will soon be his fiancée, and will be his wife in the future.

When he thought of the two of them living forever, his whole heart was boiling.

His hand reached out and took the girl's soft hand.

Song Heng lowered his head and planted a pious kiss on the back of her smooth and pure hand.

He looked up, his eyes seemed to be filled with stars.

　Brothers and sisters, don’t miss it when you pass by. Those who have a ticket will hold a ticket, and those who don’t have a ticket will hold a check-in~~ I love you, dear
　　Please recommend tickets and punch cards~~
　　


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