Ou Jingbo gritted his teeth, and now Ou Jingbo has become very calm. It's just that he's in a dream now.

After Ou Jingbo drank the sobering soup, his mental state was much better than before.

"But, Ruo Li, then why didn't you agree when I proposed to you today?"

This sentence stopped Wen Ruoli, because Wen Ruoli had experienced a marriage, and she also knew that the life of two people after marriage was completely different from before marriage, and she knew that there was a world of difference, so for a while, Wen Ruoli was a little afraid of marriage.

After all, once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of the well rope.

In addition, Ou Jingbo's mother actually looks down on herself from the bottom of her heart, although Ou Mu is no longer the same as before, to ridicule herself, but if you want to really enter Ou Mu's heart, I am afraid it is not so simple.

Wen Ruoli also combined many factors to feel that she should not get married now, but should concentrate on her own career.

Wen Ruoli's eyes were full of tears, she didn't speak, she just looked at Ou Jingbo with affection, Ou Jingbo's heart was still painful now, but he vaguely felt extremely happy, because the woman in front of him has always treated him sincerely.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Ruoli patted his body, but there was no dust in this room.

Ou Jingbo could see that Wen Ruoli was nervous now, just like a little girl who was in love for the first time.

Ou Jingbo took out a coffee cup and brought it to a cup of coffee, stirred the coffee with a spoon, and brought it to Wen Ruoli's eyes.

"Ruoli, actually, the two of us have gone through so many ups and downs, and we know each other very well, so I can probably know what you are thinking." Ou Jingbo said confidently.

Wen Ruoli smiled slightly and did not speak.

"Wait for tomorrow, or if we can pick a day that we think is good, let's go and see my mother together, my mother has been looking forward to you coming to our house since very early times."

Ou Jingbo has always been very modest when he speaks, but when Wen Ruoli heard such words, her heart was extremely uncomfortable.

In Wen Ruoli's impression, Ou Jingbo's mother must have found another reason to keep mocking herself here.

Wen Ruoli shook his head: "It's not that I won't go, the business of Haoyang Group has been busy recently, I really don't know how to get out for a while, I still have a very important meeting to hold during the day tomorrow." ”

Wen Ruoli's eyes were always erratic when he spoke, and Ou Jingbo knew that Wen Ruoli was lying at a glance, but at this time, Ou Jingbo didn't have anything to do.

Ou Jingbo originally felt that he could not be angry, because a drop of water can wear stones, no matter what happens now, one day Wen Ruoli will be his own woman, and he will live with him for a lifetime, but, somehow, at this time, Ou Jingbo can't suppress the anger in his heart.

"Ruoli, I know that my mother was ashamed of you before, but you have to be forgiving and forgiving, don't think too much, okay, my mother invited you to be a guest, and she has told me many times, but none of them really took you home."

Wen Ruoli didn't expect the European King Expo to say such things to herself.

"Isn't it true that your mother won't trouble me, then you're afraid you've forgotten something about the beginning."

Wen Ruoli said coldly, those trivial matters in the past are now not serious, but in the end they are also a scar in Wen Ruoli's heart, no matter what, the shadow is always in his heart, lingering.

Wen Ruoli looked ahead blankly, and Ou Jingbo grabbed Wen Ruoli's shoulder: "Ruoli, are you sure you don't have time in the near future, even if it's just to see my mother and ask her to tell you what she thinks." ”

Ou Jingbo suddenly sneered, and Wen Ruoli was very puzzled.

"Ruoli, do you know that every time I want to ask you out to dinner, or to discuss our life's events, you always use this very low-level reason to prevaricate me."

Wen Ruoli frowned: "What, prevarication?" ”

Ou Jingbo has long been dissatisfied with Wen Ruoli's close relationship with a fitness coach Wang Lan every day.

Even if Ou Jingbo knew that Wen Ruoli and that man were innocent.

"yes, otherwise how would you have time to go to the gym and not have time to do something else with me?"

Wen Ruoli suddenly looked at Ou Jingbo: "So what, I have always wanted to take care of my body, so that my career will also develop."

Wen Ruoli's next words were a little overwhelming.

However, Ou Jingbo is still aggressive.

"Ruoli, when are you going to get married?"

Ou Jingbo asked Wen Ruoli directly, no matter whether the days Wen Ruoli said were near or far from now, Ou Jingbo always wanted to be with Wen Ruoli.

Wen Ruoli didn't speak at this time, just smiled helplessly, Ou Jingbo didn't get an answer, and he was upset, but he was really embarrassed to ask any more.

"Hey, I guess you don't know when, anyway, I'll be waiting for you, just don't worry."

Ou Jingbo's words were very warm in Wen Ruoli's heart, she was now carried away by happiness, and she didn't know what she was thinking for a while.

After a few moments, Wen Ruoli took the coffee cup on the table.

"Your wine is sober, right, I think your complexion is also good, so I can rest assured, you go home quickly, and when you go back, I will rest."

Wen Ruoli smiled, but in her heart, she didn't think so, Wen Ruoli hoped that Ou Jingbo could go home early to rest, but Ou Jingbo was sitting on the sofa like a child at this time, motionless.

"Why let me go? I was brought back by you, so I should be here. Ou Jingbo said solemnly, he was now afraid that he would return to that cold home.

In the end, Wen Ruoli didn't say anything more, but considered how the two of them should go next.

Wen Ruoli saw that Ou Jingbo never had the intention of leaving, and his face suddenly changed.

"I don't like being alone in the same room."

As soon as the words fell, Ou Jingbo saw Wen Ruoli's duplicity.

At this moment, Ou Jingbo opened the delicate little box on the table, but Ou Jingbo was surprised to find that there was nothing in the delicate little box, and the clay figurine that the old man had worked so hard to make was gone!

Ou Jingbo rubbed his eyes: "This, what the hell is going on?" ”

Wen Ruoli looked at Ou Jingbo suspiciously, not knowing what Ou Jingbo was talking about.