Qiao Le: "Ahem, this, this weather is so good......"

Picking up the pastries on the table, Qiao Le laughed hard and laughed awkwardly.

It is impossible to chant poetry in this life......

Jun Yan: "Well, the weather is indeed good. ”

The boy looked at her, smiling, and nodded.

Jun Yan: "So, you have to chant a poem." ”

Qiao Le: "??? ”

No, it's my business with this weather?

It's not like I'm getting married......

What kind of poetry am I chanting here......

Jun Yan: Star~

Jole got up and tried to lean on the railing, pretending to look downstairs. But before her hand could hold the railing, she was hugged by Jun Yan.

The table was originally by the railing, so Jun Yan stretched out his hand and grabbed her waist from behind.

One package, one collection, one hug......

In the next second, Qiao Le was already sitting on his lap, like an emoji, with two words written on his forehead - "well-behaved".

Looking at each other, Qiao Le felt that his heartbeat was going to be uncontrollable.

Also, if a vicious female partner can withstand the temptation of the male protagonist, then it is not a vicious female partner.

At the same time, what was Jun Yan, who hugged Qiao Le, thinking?

He was thinking that there was no one in the seat, and his little goblin should be closer to him.

Sitting face to face, too far away.

In fact, from the moment Qiao Le stood in front of him, he found out.

Today's goblins are different.

She has clearly taken care of herself.

The light peach-colored flower skirt, embroidered with white narcissus on the skirt, is like a beautiful woman out of the water, and the aura is striking.

It seems to be too close to him, and the girl's white and delicate face is dyed with a light cherry blossom color, which is a clear and picturesque beauty, but it adds a bit of coquettishness.

Well, even the incense on her body has changed.

Qiao Le looked at Jun Yan, his eyes sparkling.

Because Jun Yan kept staring at her, but didn't speak. Seriously, she was a little scared......

Don't ask, if you ask, you were tortured by Jun Yan.

No, this man started again.

Seeing Jun Yan's eyes lowered, getting closer and closer to her, her body was tense.

The surroundings gradually became quiet, and even the noise of gongs and drums below seemed to be gone.

was quiet, so that Qiao Le could only hear his ashamed heartbeat.

What the hell does he want to do......

Jun Yan: "Qiao Le, chant a poem, don't think about it." ”

Qiao Le: "......"

Well, I've been so excited for a long time, and you're telling me this?

Thank you, Qiao Le felt that his expression had been wasted.

But looking at the persistence in Jun Yan's eyes, Qiao Le understood that she couldn't chant poetry, but she had to recite poetry.

Qiao Le: "Ahem, Jun Yan, I, I can't recite poems, I can only recite poems......"

Jun Yan: "Okay. ”

The young man smiled and nodded, the perfunctory words could not hide the real expectation in his eyes.

Qiao Le smiled wryly.

Well, if you don't believe it, forget it.

Marriage, marriage verses, uh-huh-hmm......

Qiao Le: "The peach is dying, scorching its flower, the son is returning, and it is appropriate for his room to ......"

Jun Yan: "What else?" ”

Qiao Le: "Death and life are broad, and Zicheng ......"

Jun Yan: "Anything else?" ”

Qiao Le: "Holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son?" ”

As a scumbag who memorizes poetry, Qiao Le said that in addition to the first sentence that she can affirm, she doesn't know whether the last two sentences describe a relationship.

Anyway, she didn't know, and Jun Yan definitely didn't know either.

However, looking at Jun Yan, who was savoring the poems and looking extremely serious, Qiao Le's eyes were full of curiosity.

Why did Jun Yan suddenly ask about this?

Does he want to marry me?

Ah, today is also a day for my Qiao Da vicious female partner, happy dreams.

Jun Yan, I want to ......