"You'll pick your own seat. After parking the car and coming out, Yan Ruichu found that Chen Jingjin had moved his face to the balcony on the second floor.

"I enjoyed eating in this location, with a great view and an exceptionally amazing view at night. ”

"You can taste the ingredients, I boiled the soup in the afternoon, and I was going to cook wontons tomorrow morning, but you caught up. ”

"Tomorrow morning's wontons will also be arranged, this noodle is the most conscientious seafood noodle I have ever seen, we say that the master is a must." ”

Yan Ruichu looked at her with a doting face, and wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue. Before she could wipe it, she hit her.

"Contrived!"

He couldn't believe his ears. "Such a romantic thing, contrived in your place?" Shouldn't girls like this kind of behavior very much, the TV series is deceitful.

"It's not something that appeals to me, I feel like I'm mentally retarded. ”

Yan Ruichu shrugged his shoulders, packed up the dishes and chopsticks and took the building.

When I came back, I saw Chen Jingjin putting the two chairs together.

She beckoned him over.

She leaned on him gently, and saw the lights out of the village farmers one by one, and experienced the quiet of the years.

An electric mosquito swatter suddenly flashed, and the smell of a mosquito corpse was scorched. Everywhere the electric mosquito swatter went, the corpses were all over the field, and they were still shining, and it was strange and scary to look at from a distance.

"This time is the most important time, let go of it, and it can't affect the mood. ”

"I don't care if you get bitten into a pig's head. Yan Ruichu still kindly reminded that the mosquitoes in this mountain are big and fat, and there are bamboo forests in the homestay, and there are so many mosquitoes that they are fried.

She nodded absently. Half an hour later, until she pinched out the fortieth cross on her leg, Yan Ruichu slowly raised the electric mosquito swatter again.

Syllable~

Bang Bang~

Bang Bang Bang ~

In addition to the heavier taste, it's quite frequent.

Slowly, slowly, Chen Jingjin closed his eyes. There was a sound of even breathing in her ears, and Yan Ruichu hugged her gently and sent her back to her room to rest.

This time, instead of sleeping on the sofa, he made a bunk on the floor nearby, and put a hat on his face to prevent a sneak attack the next morning.

The next day, the July sun was really poisonous. It was only seven o'clock, and it shone directly through the gap in the curtains. Chen Jingjin, who was already sleeping on the edge of the bed, pressed himself firmly on Yan Ruichu with a lazy waist.

Blinking his glasses and pulling out the hat that stood between them, Yan Ruichu was staring at her speechlessly.

"Aren't you going down? ”

Who knew that Chen Jingjin put his hat back on and fell asleep on him.

Yan Ruichu directly brought a quilt and turned her over, "You want to sleep on the front, you forgot before your injury healed." Flicked her head and got up to prepare breakfast.

Woken up by the sound of greetings coming and going, he opened the curtains and saw Yan Ruichu practicing swords in the courtyard.

She pushed open the window and shouted, "Master Yan, is breakfast ready?"

His sword hand froze, and he looked left and right, and saw that the guests had all gone back to their rooms. This person didn't know how unfriendly it was to get out of the girl's room, and the girl's family was shouting in the room.

One hand continued to hold the dancing sword, and the other hand motioned for her head to retract quickly.

Pretending to run back into the house, he tapped her lightly with the hilt of his sword. "Girls don't know how to pay attention to how to marry in the future. He walked straight to the kitchen and began to serve her ravioli.

"It's like you're not going to marry me. She followed behind her and beeped quietly.

It's a pity that Yan Ruichu didn't hear it at all.

How good would it be if we went to get the certificate on this day, will we still be separated in the future, and will I still become Mrs. Yan?