Chapter 200 200 Symbol of Status—Ring 4

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"Before I even agreed, you put my ring on my hand. If it doesn't count, it doesn't count, I want you to do it all over again. ”

Chu Qi looked at the diamond ring on his ring finger stupidly, and looked at the man who was smiling triumphantly and coquettishly.

Damn, hateful, hateful.

How could you cut corners so much and put the ring on her hand while she was asleep.

"Seven, in this life, you are my woman. If you can't escape, do you want to have another choice?"

He took her right hand, put it on his lips and kissed her, then took her back into his arms.

"Then you can't be such a scoundrel and put the ring on my hand before I know it while I'm asleep. No, no, no, no, no, you do it all over again. I'm going to see you put the ring on my hand with my own eyes. No matter what, no matter what, you do it all over again. ”

Chu Qi played coquettishly, pulled his arm, and looked at him pitifully and bitterly.

Then she stretched out her right hand in front of him and motioned for him to take off the ring and put it on again.

Jian Yiyang stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of her hair very dotingly: "Silly seven, of course the ring can only be worn once." How can there be any reason to take it off and put it back on?"

Chu Qi was slightly stunned, and after being stunned, what he said made sense when he thought about it.

Of course, the ring could only be worn once, and she didn't plan on a second time.

Well, only once, and that's the only way to go.

Forget it, forget it, he put it on anyway, and if he didn't see it, he didn't see it. Anyway, as long as he put it on himself.

That's all I have to do with him in this life.

I believe that he will spoil her, love her, protect her, and love her for the rest of his life.

Although there is a little regret, but forget it.

Chu Qi has never been a person who holds on to a little thing, as long as he is happy, then so be it.

I looked at my right hand, well, it's actually pretty good.

So, a shallow smile of happiness rose at the corner of his lips.

Then, raising his eyes, he continued to look at him and asked, "What about yours?"

As he asked, he grabbed his two hands.

The slender hand is still a little more beautiful than the pianist, and I didn't see the ring.

Jian Yiyang took a beautifully packaged box from the bedside table next to her and handed it to her.

"Of course I want you to put it on yourself. Well, I'll give you a chance now, seven, help me put it on. ”

Gentle eyes looked at her like a torch, with a touch of warm anticipation.

Chu Qi pursed his mouth, slandering in his heart, he hated Jian Yiyang, mine you secretly put it on yourself, yours just watch me put it on for you. Nasty, hate, hate!

Although he was sneering in his heart, he still obediently took out the ring in the box and put it on his left ring finger.

The rings are a pair and the size fits perfectly.

Left hand and right hand, the big palm bag holds the small palm, a pair of rings shining, under the reflection of the sun, refracting a touch of reflection, illuminating the little heart of the seventh month.

When the doorbell rang, the two were still hugging each other on the bed.

"Breakfast was delivered, I went and brought it in. Jian Yiyang patted her on the shoulder, pulled the nightgown on the side, and walked towards the door.

Chu Qi shrank into the quilt with a shy, because she was wearing nothing under the quilt.