"Ru'er, shall we get married?"

The sky was slightly cool, and it was obviously just a gray expanse, but it actually became brilliant in Cheng Yuru's eyes.

The man in the dark shirt had gentle eyebrows and eyes at this time, and his face was full of seriousness.

His low and hoarse voice surrounded him, and it didn't stop for a long time. Cheng Yuru couldn't hear anything, except for the pounding sound in her left chest.

She even thought it was a dream, an impossible auditory hallucination.

Cheng An and her are indeed in love.

But at the time of this revenge, she never dared to think that one day a person who treated her very well would actually want to marry her home.

Suddenly came back to her senses, Cheng Yuru pretended that the person opposite was joking, "Have you forgotten that we are now the relationship between the third brother and the younger sister?" ”

Her delicate cheeks were slightly pink, and her eyes were blinking, which was particularly cute.

The calmness on weekdays has disappeared, and now Cheng An is nothing more than a quirky pretty girl in front of him.

She deliberately had a narrow tone, full of ridicule.

Cheng An choked on the girl's back inexplicably, and felt that the third brother was nice and harsh.

He stretched out his hands and grabbed the man in his arms accurately, and then lowered his head badly, but his face was serious.

"Call me what?"

"Third brother."

The warm and soft voice was like a kitten, tickling Cheng An's heart one by one.

He almost couldn't hold himself and was about to press his head up, but he was afraid of scaring people and turned his face back.

He lifted his slender jade knuckles and grabbed the small soft hand.

Cheng Yuru has been stuffing a soft wolf in her hand, so she is caught on the back of her hand by a big palm.

"Look at your soft words, I'll teach you to write." The man's eyes were focused on the paper on the table, and his deep eyes were slightly closed, with an indescribable laziness.

But he was clearly and extraordinarily serious, holding Cheng Yuru's hand and writing stroke by stroke.

Seeing that the people next to her settled down and stopped mentioning the words that made her blush and heartbeat, Cheng Yuru also wrote with peace of mind.

But it didn't take long for the tranquility on her face to crack slightly.

There were only two words on the entire sheet, and it was repeated countless times.

That is Cheng An.

Cheng Yuru looked back speechlessly and wanted to say a word to him, but suddenly someone touched her lips with a dragonfly.

Cheng An squinted and smiled like a fox in stealing incense, but soon regained his seriousness, "In the future, it will look good to write my name, whether you belong to the name or not, I can know at a glance that it is you." ”

His soft voice permeated the surroundings, and Cheng Yuru didn't know where to run with the slightest awkwardness in her heart.

If there is such a day in the future, will he already become a general and be separated from himself?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little sour in her heart.

Cheng An felt that the person was depressed, and he understood after a few rings.

"I won't leave you."

Cheng Yuru let out an inaudible "um" when she heard this, and her eyes caught a glimpse of the soft wolf on the table, and she inexplicably had a joking idea in her heart.

"Cheng An."

"Huh?"

"Do you know where I got this brush?"

The man's voice was muffled and a little lazy, "Where did you come from?" ”

"It was taken from a man." Cheng Yuru suddenly looked at him with cold eyes.

"I guess that man must be very, very pleased with you, otherwise why would he have given you all this beloved brush?" Cheng An couldn't hold back the smile on the corner of his mouth for a long time, but looking at the little girl's childish appearance, he still nodded seriously.

A small fist slammed into his chest.

"You know it all!"

This brush was once brought back by Cheng Yuru in Cheng An's yard, she originally wanted to return it, but suddenly realized that this brush seemed to be exceptionally useful.

After a few side taps, I realized that the seemingly ordinary brush in her hand was actually worth a hundred taels of silver.

The nib is made of good wolf hair, and the barrel is a whole body of ink and warm jade, which is of moderate length and is particularly suitable for Cheng Yuru.

Although she didn't know that Cheng An deliberately put this brush there for her to take away, the time between the two of them became longer, how could he not see what this little girl's preferences were?

Cheng Yuru naturally understood the key when she heard this, and her heart was so hot that she didn't know what to say.

Although Cheng An always likes to eat flying vinegar, he really cares about her, but even if the two of them really want to be together openly, I am afraid that most of them can only talk about it after arriving in the capital.

For a moment, a warm atmosphere flowed between the two.

With the last incident more than half a month later, Cheng Yuru and Lu Li are also close at hand, she looked at the clothes and jewelry that the old lady sent her one after another in the past two days, and she was very helpless.

Linglong and Xi'er also rushed back and stayed by her side all the time.

The quiet courtyard on weekdays suddenly became lively again, and the old lady was in a better mood and had gained some weight recently.

On this day, she put the things she had been thinking about in her heart again and again on the agenda.

Tinglan looked at the old lady with a tangled look, and was amused in her heart.

"What stumped our wise old lady?"

The old lady heard that it was not light or serious, and gave her a farewell, "The girl dares to make a joke about me, how can the wise and divine martial arts be used on me?" ”

Tinglan was also joking on purpose, but now he saw that people had opened the conversation box and begged for mercy again and again.

"How dare you, I just want to ask what you are thinking, why are you so entangled?"

"Hey......"

The old lady sighed heavily as soon as she mentioned this, "You said that girl is so big, even if it is an ordinary family's marriage contract, there is a fixed number, she just doesn't take it seriously, I'm in a hurry!" ”

Tinglan also nodded, but frowned when she thought of Cheng Yuru's temperament, "You have to think about this matter, old lady, the last time I had a bad quarrel with the young lady, it was because of the marriage contract." ”

The old lady snorted coldly.

Yesterday, the Wang family all got out, but the obnoxious mother and daughter also left together.

Now no one will instigate it, she is very relieved, but Tinglan is also very conscientious when she says this.

Last time, the two ancestors and grandchildren were a little stiff, firstly because the boy from the Wang family was really not a thing, and secondly, it was indeed because the girl was too assertive.

After thinking about it, she decided to say hello in advance.

Cheng Yuru was chatting happily with Xi'er, and someone asked her to go to the old lady's yard.

The master and servant glanced at each other, cleaned up and walked out.

"These days, the old lady is looking for the young lady more and more diligently."

Cheng Yuru sighed softly.

"Don't say it, I just have a bad premonition, what do you say my grandmother will worry about me during this time?"

What she couldn't figure out, Xi'er shook her head even more knowingly.

Just when the two of them stepped into the gate of the courtyard, Cheng Yuru looked at the pile of brochures in the old lady's hand and her head grew.