Chapter Twenty-Five: The form still has to go away
"I ......" Lan Xiaoyi rushed towards Song Ziyu's back at the last second when he was about to disappear from his sight, bringing a gust of wind that blew the hair on both sides of Jasmine fluttering and fluttering. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Lan Xiaoyi chased after her, and there was still an arm's length left, she suddenly reached out and grabbed Song Ziyu's arm, she ran out of breath, and said breathlessly: "I...... I agree! β
Song Ziyu said: "Oh? Figured it out so quickly? β
Lan Xiaoyi nodded firmly: "The sooner the better!" β
Song Ziyu nodded and said, "Okay, Zhao Yuqing should be more anxious than you." β
Lan Xiaoyi glanced at him, didn't care, just said, "However, we need to sign a contract to indicate the precautions." After all, getting married is not a trivial matter. β
Song Ziyu said: "I have this intention, if you poke some basket before my father and mother come up with the money, then I don't dare to guarantee that I will be able to let you go in three months." β
Lan Xiaoyi shrugged and said, "Okay." β
Song Ziyu grabbed Lan Xiaoyi's wrist and walked forward, Lan Xiaoyi struggled, and finally shook it off, stroked the slightly red and slightly painful wrist and said, "Walk well, what kind of wrist to pull!" β
Song Ziyu turned his head and smiled: "It's nothing, it's just convenient." β
Lan Xiaoyi was speechless and said, "Okay, okay, where are we going?" β
Song Ziyu said: "Go to my study." β
"Huh?"
Song Ziyu looked at Lan Xiaoyi's surprised expression, glanced at her and said, "Don't think too much, go make a plan." β
Lan Xiaoyi followed Song Ziyu through one courtyard after another, and finally stopped in front of a door. Song Ziyu pushed open the door and made a gesture of please, Lan Xiaoyi entered, and as soon as she entered the door, she looked around at the house, which was very quiet and chic, she walked all the way and looked at it, and praised in her heart that Song Ziyu's aesthetics were still good, and she didn't put any gold and silver utensils to look like a nouveau riche.
Lan Xiaoyi was particularly fond of the bamboo potted plants on the table, and couldn't help but step forward to take a closer look. She tilted her head and looked at the lush leaves and intertwined branches of Wenzhu, and wanted to praise it, but she only glanced at it, and saw something amazing.
Song Ziyu closed the door, sat at the round table, and beckoned behind her: "Come here, bring a pen and paper by the way." β
Lan Xiaoyi was silent for a long time, slowly raised her hand and pulled out a piece of paper, turned around stiffly, and Song Ziyu saw her smile at a glance that was more terrifying than crying, and the portrait with two beards in her hand.
Song Ziyu immediately laughed awkwardly twice, revealing two neat rows of big white teeth, and stayed in JPG format.
Lan Xiaoyi trembled and held the portrait, facing the dark clouds, walked in front of Song Ziyu step by step, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "You, difficult, Dao, no, fight, calculate, solve, release, one, down?" As soon as he finished saying these words full of hatred, Lan Xiaoyi clapped his hands and slapped the portrait on the table.
Song Ziyu unlocked it from the JPG format with a flick.
He picked up the portrait from the table, rubbed it twice in front of Lan Xiaoyi, kneaded it into a ball, and threw it out effortlessly at the half-hidden window. When he had done this, he clapped his hands and said, "What's there to explain here, it's just a painting that is useless." β
Lan Xiaoyi was hooked by his blatant under-edited action series and became more and more angry, stepped on the stool, posed as a big sister and said, "Are you teasing me?" β
Song Ziyu straightened up and said, "How can my son have so much time to tease you?" You're not a cat or a dog, why are you teased? β
"You-"
Song Ziyu stood up, went to the table to take a pen and paper, and said: "The first article has to be written, and you can't lose your temper with your husband." β
"What?"
Song Ziyu sat down, took care of himself and really wrote the article, raised his head and smiled: "Everyone deals fairly, we don't owe each other, you also write your requirements." β
Lan Xiaoyi gave him a big white eye, and also turned around to take a pen and paper, and with a big stroke of the pen, he only wrote a few big words. After writing, Lan Xiaoyi pushed the paper in a dashing manner and took the paper in front of Song Ziyu with his hand.
"Respect each other and don't interfere in private affairs......" Song Ziyu's gaze swept down from above, "That's all?" β
Lan Xiaoyi read the conditions written by Song Ziyu from top to bottom, it was nothing more than to pretend to be a loving husband and wife in front of his parents, this guy was quite conscientious, and finally added the article "March period, pay for the journey".
Lan Xiaoyi raised his head and said, "Well, that's all." But it doesn't seem that easy for you. β
"Why?" Song Ziyu stammered and asked, is his character so unbearable in Lan Xiaoyi's heart? He also helped her chop wood.
Lan Xiaoyi nodded and said: "Mutual respect includes many contents, for example, physical contact must be agreed by the other party, no spoofing of each other's portraits without permission, and also, don't speak in such a frivolous tone, not only to the other party, but also to other women." Remember, you are a family man. β
Song Ziyu sneered twice and said, "Who are you talking about, who would do such a thing?" β
"Huh?" Lan Xiaoyi clasped his hands in front of his chest, crossed Erlang's legs, and swept his gaze towards Song Ziyu's face, full of majesty.
Song Ziyu's tone weakened as he spoke, but he still snorted with a reasonable look, picked up the brush and signed his name.
Lan Xiaoyi watched him sign two pieces of paper, and then signed his name as well.
How is this scene so familiar? What's that Korean drama called? Full House?
The ending is that the two of them are together?
Lan Xiaoyi raised her head and glanced at Song Ziyu with her spare eyes, well, Song Ziyu is better than the male coach, and the appraisal has been completed.
Song Ziyu suddenly looked over, Lan Xiaoyi hurriedly retracted his gaze, and said, "Okay, the contract is complete, I hope Song Gongzi will not break his promise." β
Song Ziyu said: "Joke, how can this son break his promise?" You just have to act well, if you act well, it is possible for this son to let you go in advance. β
"Is that true?" Lan Xiaoyi hurriedly asked.
Song Ziyu said: "The purpose of this son is to help Zhao Yuqing raise money, and once the goal is achieved, you must be ready to be abandoned." β
The dark clouds above Lan Xiaoyi's head just now dissipated instantly, and there was a bright sunny sky above his head.
"Huh, that's it? How to get married when? β
Song Ziyu said: "Don't worry, don't worry, the form still has to go." β
"What do you mean?"
Song Ziyu said with a smile: "Next, you have to work hard to compare those ladies with each other." β
"Huh?"
"Since I said that I have thought about it, my mother has been preparing for it, and it is said that there are no less than twenty suitable candidates under her, all of whom are young, beautiful, singing and dancing, and by the way, including the three little beauties that I sent with you last time. It's a pity that there are so many candidates, but there is no you. β
"Yes...... ......" Lan Xiaoyi laughed awkwardly, he was so cowardly in the eyes of his parents? Twenty places don't even think about themselves? When I was a student, I received a whole box of love letters.
Tsk, the aesthetics of the feudal slave society are backward.
"In terms of gentleness, versatility, you can't beat them." Song Ziyu didn't forget to make up for it again.
Lan Xiaoyi felt that there was a big gap in her heart, and she covered her heart and still smiled: "Who said that?" Not necessarily. β
Song Ziyu said: "Miss Blue, don't deceive yourself and steal the bell. You can't beat her in those areas, but there's one aspect where you can beat them! β
Lan Xiaoyi muttered in his heart, can he use two derogatory idioms in a row? Is she really so unwelcome? Lan Xiaoyi endured the heartache and said, "Which aspect?" β
"Hehe," Song Ziyu didn't know when there was an extra folding fan in his hand, he opened the folding fan with a bang, and said, "That's your deep love for me!" β
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Finally home== It's a long time to drive......
Let's update this chapter for the time being.,Because,The WiFi at home doesn't know the couple's computer.,Sad.,I can't connect to life or death...... Or use mobile phone traffic to open a hot spot in this chapter...... I'm going to figure out how to connect to WiFi...... It's really not good, let's start the hot spot......