"Delicious...... It was so delicious......"

Having eaten traditional British cuisine, but not dark cuisine, Zheng Xiujing covered her stomach, collapsed on the recliner on the balcony, and watched the raindrops constantly knocking on the glass through the transparent glass with Sun Shaoye. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Eat it, huh?"

The red liquid, with the continuous shaking of Sun Shaoye's hand, left a circle of whirlpools in the transparent glass.

"Humph!"

Zheng Xiujing, who was embarrassed, twisted her head to the side and didn't look at this person who was ridiculing her.

Such a childish action made Sun Shaoye suddenly a little funny, put the wine glass in his hand on the table next to him, sat next to his girlfriend, put one hand around her, and rubbed it on her slightly bulging stomach with the other.

"Humph......"

Maybe it was Sun Shaoye's massage that worked, Zheng Xiujing, who still felt that her stomach was swollen before, suddenly felt that the feeling of holding up was reduced a lot after a full burp.

After Sun Shaoye took his hand away, he automatically went to find the hand back, put it on his stomach, and supervised its work.

"Why is it raining?"

Raindrops fall on the glass, and due to the impact of free fall, the three-dimensional water droplets become circles in the plane.

"When I was young, my sister said that it was raining in the sky, and it was because someone was missing someone else, so she shed tears. Then when the angel sees them, these tears turn into raindrops, which are used to tell the person who is missing......"

"Then tell me, who is missing who is raining today?"

Zheng Ermao, who was lying on the recliner, moved towards Sun Shaoye, shook his head and said, "I don't know, it won't be me anyway, and it won't be you." ”

Hearing this, Sun Shaoye looked at his girlfriend a little strangely, and asked puzzledly, "Why do you say that?" ”

"Because you are by my side, where do I have the heart to miss you......"

Unknowingly, Sun Shaoye was teased by his girlfriend. It's only been a long time since I saw him, and his girlfriend's flirtatious skills seem to have risen a lot.

Drink all the red wine in the cup, and the red liquid remaining in the cup stained Sun Shaoye's lips like blood. He leaned down and whispered in his girlfriend's ear, "Really? ”

In the exclamation of his girlfriend, he slapped him horizontally and picked his girlfriend up from the recliner.

Guessing what was about to happen, Zheng Xiujing, who buried her head in Sun Shaoye's neck, had a scorching temperature on her face, penetrating his skin and reaching his heart.

…………

“oppa！”

Zheng Xiujing, who woke up from her sleep, looked blankly at the strange-looking place in front of her, and it took a long time to understand where she was now.

Squinting her eyes, she reached out and touched the position next to her, the bed that should have been 37° was only cold in her reach. The eyes that hadn't woken up yet found that on another pillow, there were still traces of someone lying down.

Since coming to the UK, except for the first two or three days after the two of them spent some clouds and rain together, Sun Shaoye went out early every day because of something and came back very late.

If I hadn't been awakened by that scorching embrace in the middle of the night, I'm afraid I would have thought that the feeling of peace of mind was just an illusion.

Zheng Xiujing can understand that her boyfriend has her own things to do, so even if he is not around, she will go to the museum when she wants to go out these days, and sit on the balcony to watch the sun when she doesn't want to go out.

Although life has been filled with material, there is a faint grievance lingering in my heart.

She misses him, wants to be coquettish with him, wants to hold hands with him, but he is not by her side now.

With her mouth curled, she turned to get the glass of water placed at the head of the bed, only to see a post-it note on the glass, on which was written in English an invitation to "Beautiful girl, let's have dinner together in the evening".

Finally, a good thing, the grievances in Zheng Xiujing's heart disappeared in an instant.

Picking up the nightgown that was placed on the stool next to her and putting it on, Zheng Xiujing hummed the "TikTok" she had performed with her sister at the beginning, and jumped into the bathroom.

…………

"Derek, you're in charge of the lights."

"Lexi, I'll leave the camera to you, don't let her find out."

“……”

……

The manor, about two hours' drive from downtown London, is full of busy people.

Holding the book that was about to be crumpled, Sun Shaoye kept holding the walkie-talkie, communicating with the people on the other end. If you get closer, it is not difficult to find that the top of his forehead is already covered with sweat. Even the ends of the hair seemed to be hung with a few crystal beads of sweat.

"Patrick, go rest for a while, look at your sweaty ......"

Sun Shaoye's friend Harry stuffed a towel into his hand.

"The more critical the time, the more you can't rest," wiping the sweat on his head, looking at the sun shining in the sky, Sun Shaoye said calmly: "After all, this is the first and only time, I want to give her the most perfect memory......"

Harry pushed Sun Shaoye and said with some disdain: "Isn't it just a marriage proposal, are you there?" ”

"Of course, it's my gift to her."

That's right, Sun Shaoye, who has been out early and returned late these days, is not busy with other things, but is busy proposing marriage. If you don't do it, you won't do it, but if you do it, you must do your best.

This is also the most beautiful memory he wants to give Zheng Xiujing.

"It's so sour!"

Wang Harry, who was single, glanced at the man who was in love, sighed when his love would come, and then went to reconfirm whether the things he had prepared were completely on standby.

"Xiujing, wait for me, I will soon be able to accompany you all the time every day!"

Looking at the busy people, Sun Shaoye rested for a while, then put the towel on his shoulder, and then went to work on the preliminary preparations.

This marriage proposal can only be successful, not failed!

On the other side, Zheng Xiujing, who had washed up, was sitting by the window, enjoying the hard-won sunshine while eating a very good breakfast.

Looking at the sunlight that pierced through the clouds and shone on the cyan stone pavement, Zheng Xiujing's mood became better because of the invitation at night.

“omo！”

As if thinking of something, Zheng Xiujing jumped up from the chair and quickly ran to the front of the wardrobe. When she opened the cabinet door, all the clothes she liked were what she brought, but how she looked at it now, she felt that something was missing.

Yes, a piece of clothing, and a pair of shoes! (To be continued.) )