"I live for a day, and you accompany me for a day. Gong Lingye looked at Song Yiren and said word by word: "If I don't die at the age of 32, we will get married." ”

Song Yiren looked at him in shock, Gong Lingye actually said that he was married?

Immediately, she remembered that she had heard that Gu Tingxue was not in good health, and it seemed that every day after she was twenty years old, she was fighting for it from God. So, Gong Lingye chose her own because of this?

Perhaps because he was completely stabbed by someone he trusted, Song Yiren didn't know how to judge whether the other party was sincere.

It is said that people will see people's hearts for a long time, but a person who has been together for 20 years may suddenly show his hideous side, what else is impossible in this world?

She didn't dare to trust anyone anymore, because she was afraid that in the end, she would be the result of the same betrayal.

She pondered for a moment and asked, "What if you can't get past the 32-year-old hurdle?"

Gong Lingye sighed lowly, as if she gritted her teeth: "Nuan Nuan, other women will be moved when they hear that men promise to get married, but you ......"

Song Yiren didn't pick up his topic, but said: "Since we are planning for the future, we must take all possibilities into account." ”

Gong Lingye stroked the broken hair on Song Yiren's forehead, and said seriously: "If I die at the age of 32, then the day I die, I will set you free." Whoever you like and love to be with, I bless you. ”

"Good. Song Yiren replied, "I know." ”

The two were talking, and there was a knock at the door of the bathroom: "Miss Yu, your dress ......"

Song Yiren opened the door, and an assistant from the outside palace Lingye brought a bag and said, "Miss Yu, the clothes and shoes are inside." ”

"Okay, thank you. Song Yiren closed the door, opened the bag, and found that the dress skirt inside was champagne-colored, and the shoes were nude.

She raised her eyes and looked at Gong Lingye: "Did you do it on purpose just now?

Gong Lingye raised a smile on the corner of her lips, leaned over and pecked Song Yiren, and praised: "My family is so smart!"

Song Yiren was puzzled: "Then why do you happen to have this color?"

Gong Lingye explained: "Because in my car, there is a dress skirt of each color for you, which is to prepare for such a situation." It's just that there are only three pairs of shoes, and one pair happens to be nude, so people sent them. ”

He said, unfolded his skirt, and said: "What women are most afraid of is hitting their shirts, but you are more beautiful and temperamental than her, and she is embarrassed to hit your shirts." Wait a little bit and go out and see if everyone's eyes are on you or her. Don't worry, even if you get through the basket, I'll help you clean it up!"

Song Yiren really smiled, her eyes were crooked, and the bottom of her eyes was full of light, and it was the first time she smiled at Gong Lingye like this: "Gong Lingye, you are so bad! Miss Le and Gong Mochen grew up together since childhood, they should be very familiar with you, you are actually ......"

Gong Lingye raised her eyebrows: "She is not my relative, and she is not my woman." Since the woman who came to provoke me must have the consciousness to pay the price!"

Song Yiren continued to laugh.

Gong Lingye was moved and said, "Don't you have a point?"

Song Yiren knew what he meant, and this time, she didn't wait for him to urge, so she went over directly, stood on tiptoe, and dropped a kiss on Gong Lingye's lips.

She touched it, but he grabbed the back of her head and kissed her deeply.

He kissed very hard, Song Yiren still had a gift in his hand, almost nowhere to cling, and was completely held in his arms by Gong Lingye, bearing his kiss.

There were people walking around outside from time to time, and Song Yiren was a little nervous, but it was rare that he didn't urge him as in the past.

It wasn't until Gong Lingye kissed her that her lips were a little swollen, and he let go of her like he was satisfied.

"Go in and change your clothes, the warm beauty of my house shouldn't be hidden, it should be the brightest in the banquet. Gong Lingye kissed the corner of Song Yiren's lips again, and then let go of her: "I'll wait for you at dinner." ”

Song Yiren nodded, and saw that Gong Lingye's tie was a little crooked, so he grabbed his arm and helped him tidy it up.

Gong Lingye looked at the girl in front of her, her eyes deepened.

He could perceive the change in her, not very noticeable, but it was already beginning to change.

She was going from rejecting him to accepting him, maybe she didn't realize it, but one day, she would find that they were the most worthy!

Next to the bathroom was a dressing room, and Song Yiren walked in, took off her dirty skirt, and replaced it with the one Gong Lingye gave her.

The champagne-colored dress skirt is cinched in the waist and hips, and the front of the skirt is only five centimeters above the knee, and the back reaches the calf.

In the mirror, from the front, the girl's legs were straight and slender, and they were so white that there was no blemish. From the side, the slender waist and hips perfectly outline the proportions of the figure, coupled with the long skirt at the back, which is full of fairy spirit.

The nude high heels reflect a pair of jade feet like clotted fat, and the diamonds embellished on them are a little more elegant and noble.

Song Yiren didn't wear jewelry, and her whole body was clean and there were no accessories, but such a natural simplicity made people focus all their eyes on her face and figure.

If it is said that Le Haisheng's appearance just now is eye-catching, Song Yiren at this moment is really amazing to the audience.

She was also born in a wealthy family in Ningguo, and all the etiquette and tutoring are the same. The moment he walked out step by step, he attracted everyone's attention.

Just now, everyone just sighed that she had a beautiful face like a fairy, but at this moment, seeing her calm and noble temperament with a smile, the whole manor seemed to be quiet for a moment.

Song Yiren didn't seem to notice everyone's eyes, and walked straight to the table where Gong Mochen and Le Haisheng were just now.

Gong Mochen was talking to Le Haisheng, and noticed that something was wrong, only to realize that it was Song Yiren who came over.

There was a flash of amazement in his eyes, and then, all his emotions were reined in.

And Le Haisheng, the smile on his cheeks stiffened for a few seconds because he saw Song Yiren's skirt, and then, in disguise, picked up the water cup and took a sip.

Song Yiren smiled and sat down: "I'm sorry, I haven't tasted that wine just now, I don't know if there's anything else?"

"Absolutely. Le Haisheng said, picked up the wine bottle, and poured a glass for Song Yiren.

Song Yiren took a sip, and his slightly swollen lips were stained with wine, making them appear more crystal clear and full.

She tasted it and said with a smile: "It's really delicious, no wonder Brother Mo Chen likes it." ”

Gong Mochen was named and raised his eyes: "If you like it, I'll let Haisheng send you some." ”