Chapter 8: Let's Get Married!

"Young master, don't you eat breakfast?"

Sister-in-law Feng chased to the door and asked, but Shang Ji didn't reply, didn't respond, got into the car neatly, and there was a roar of the engine in the yard.

"This kid has a weird temper day by day, so he can stand him gently!"

The old man complained, pulled off the red hijab on the top of Ye Manman's head, slowly folded it and put it in the box, very precious, "It's time to find a time to get engaged." ”

Dare to love, everything is ready, Dongfeng still doesn't know which territory is floating?

Ye Mang blinked, his hanging hand touched Xiao Tuanzi's hair, touched and touched, and kneaded it into a chicken nest.

"Mommy, it's uncomfortable......" Xiao Tuanzi changed from a small Zhengtai to a homeless man in minutes.

"Uh......" Ye Mang's fingertips combed him, "You are with grandpa, and Mommy will go out for a trip." ”

"Is Mommy going to get married?"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ you big-headed ghost! ”

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Flower full floor restaurant.

The pink-based dΓ©cor, balloons tied to each table, and roses on the table indicate that this is a mecca for couples on a date.

Many couples sit together, compare hearts, kiss, and take pictures.

Ye Mangwan sat in his position, stirring the coffee carelessly.

Zhong Qixiu entered the door and saw Ye Mang, who was dressed simply, in a light gray sweatshirt, and his long hair was curled into buds at will, which was very different from the delicate dress of those girls who were dating.

"How did you come up with the idea of calling me?" Zhong Qixiu sat across from him, wearing a patchwork suit, with a creamy face and a warm and gentle smile.

"You're here." Ye Mangwan came back to his senses, put down the spoon, and beckoned the waiter to come over, "Chat while eating." ”

The dishes were served one after another, Ye Mangmang stuffed the beans in his mouth, and asked intentionally or unintentionally, "Why did you think of following me...... Marriage ......"

"Huh?" Zhong Qixiu was stunned for half a second, drinking the soup with a fluttering look in his eyes, "No reason, when you are old, marriage is a must." ”

"You really don't mind having a little ball?"

Ye Manmang put down his chopsticks, and his expression was extremely serious.

The domestic marriage conditions are relatively harsh, and in terms of girls, second marriage and bringing children are all minus points. Like Zhong Qixiu, young, rich, and still a blank slate in terms of marriage, there is no reason to choose her like this.

"Happy to be a father, I can accept it."

"......" Ye Mang's face is black, is this still the buddy she knows Zhong Qixiu?

However, he never seems to be particular, and when he was ridiculed for his tonnage in school, he didn't care about those people, and the world's eyes didn't matter to him.

Thinking of this, Ye Manmang made a long psychological struggle, and said in a puff, "Then, let's get married!" ”

It is impossible for her to take Xiaotuanzi for the rest of her life without marrying, sooner or later she will have to marry, why let her grandfather leave with regrets.

"Really?" There was a surprised light in Zhong Qixiu's eyes.

"Well, get married."

Ye Mang's eyes narrowed, as if getting married was not something to celebrate.

Zhong Qixiu smiled, revealing his tiger teeth, "Then today is a date?" ”

Ye Manmang nodded, let grandpa make his wish, as for her, it doesn't matter, anyway...... can't get the marriage she wants, she knew it three years ago.

"Let's go to the cinema." Zhong Qixiu got up happily and touched the tip of his nose quite shyly, "To be honest, I haven't dated any girl seriously." ”

"Hinata?"

"It's hard to dismantle it, OK?" In an instant, to hell with all Zhong Qixiu's subtleties.

The movie theater on Sunday was overcrowded, Zhong Qixiu held popcorn in one hand, a movie ticket in the other, and his hands were in a posture of hugging, subconsciously protecting Ye Mang.

Ye Mangman found a 3D theater, and the only thing that was released at the moment was an animated movie.

She walked into the screening hall and regretted a little, she should have brought the little ball too, the little guy's favorite thing is to watch cartoons.

"Number 32."

Qi Xiuyuan reminded behind her back, she looked for rows of seats and went over, and saw another man sitting next to 31, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, cold and noble.

Shang Ji ......