Yuan Jingbai next to him asked Nian: "Mr. Yuan, who is your first love?" ”

Yuan Jingbai was stunned, "Then Miss Ling, who is your first love?" ”

"If I answered that it was you, would you believe it?"

"Faith." Obviously, Yuan Jingbai was a little surprised

"Huh? You believe me so much? He Nian didn't expect him to answer so crisply

"Why can't I trust you?"

"Of course you can, I just didn't expect you to be like this."

"I will believe you unconditionally, because you are the only love of my Yuan Jingbai in this life."

"I don't believe it."

"Why?"

"I'm sure I'm not your first love, then I can't be the only love of your life." Yo Nian said affirmatively

"I can answer you, you are not my first love, but you have an identity that others don't have."

"What?"

"You are my wife, the mother of my future child."

This time, Yo Nian was not as shy as before, but said happily: "Really? ”

"Yes! Wife! ”

"For the sake of your knowledge, I will reward you with a title."

"Honey, what?"

"Husband."

Yuan Jingbai laughed and said, "Yes, yes, I'm very satisfied with this." ”

"Satisfied, satisfied, go and sleep."

There was no itinerary for a day, so I rested in the hotel suite, pillow on the bed and read the photos of the trip, Yuan Jingbai is really not very good at taking pictures, and there are few good pictures of scenery and people.

He brought breakfast, "Ouch, eat it." ”

He Nian stared at the tablet: "Thank you." ”

"What are you looking at?"

"Travel photos, you pig, you shoot so badly."

Yuan Jingbai went to bed and leaned beside her.

"You're going to pop to the circle of friends."

He Nian looked at him, "Am I such a person, I still don't do this thing to show affection." ”

She picked up the milk and took a sip, the milk stain on her lips, and she pursed her lips.

"It's a child."

"Have you eaten?" Yo Nian picked up the triangular bread, "Hey, hey, big friend." ”

He took a bite of the bread and chewed it slowly. The life he once couldn't think of now appeared in front of his eyes. The desperate lover he had been waiting for snuggled up to him.

It's satisfying.

"What are you thinking?" He asked him about it, and saw that he was thinking about it

was relieved by her words, "A lot." ”

"A lot?" She wondered, "A lot of what?" A lot of me? ”

"Hmm. If you met me at the age of eighteen, then the twenty-five-year-old Ling and Nian have known me for seven years, and in the past seven years, you have been evading, but the changes in just three months make me believe that there is such an invisible thing as fate. ”

"Blame me for loving too late." She looked at the ceiling and spoke indifferently.

"No, it's not. I figured it out. He said: "Thank you for loving me later, I can't have nothing to love when I can't afford to give you anything, anyway, sooner or later we will come together, sooner or later." ”

She closed the tablet and said: "I once saw a literary sentence when I was scrolling through a joke on the Internet, which said

'In our youth, there are always many people who appear unexpectedly and then leave in a hurry, beginning with sweet words and ending with the end of the song'

I thought of you, so the so-called later, I started with you. Living up to yourself is the best life! He Nian smiled at him, "So Mr. Yuan, you are also my best life." ”