Lu Shixiu sat on the sofa in a well-tailored suit, with a cigar between his fingertips.

The dim moonlight reflected through the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him, and Wen Yiyi could see his cold and resolute face.

What's wrong with him?

Why does it feel like the breath is a little wrong?

"Where did you go?" Lu Shixiu suddenly spoke.

"Oh, I went to school and my phone ran out of battery."

"Well, come and sit."

Wen Yiren walked over slowly, got closer, and found that he had a big smell of alcohol on him.

"You ......"

As soon as he spoke, Lu Shixiu suddenly reached out and forcibly pulled Wen Yiren into his arms and hugged her tightly, his chin rested against her shoulder, and his voice revealed a trace of panic, "Let's get married." ”

Wen Yiren was stunned, "What?" ”

"Yiren, let's get married."

She and he were supposed to be husband and wife.

Wen Yiren coughed violently, "That...... Are you drunk, we, we're just starting to date. ”

"I'm sober."

"This, it's too sudden, I just want to film well now."

"Marriage will not affect your filming, you don't want to make it public, I can cooperate with you."

Lu ...... Lu Shixiu, you're not kidding, are you? ”

"You think I'm kidding?"

Lu Shixiu looked up at her.

In the dark, his eyes were particularly deep and mysterious.

Wen Yiren swallowed, "That, I, I don't think it's time for us to talk about marriage yet." ”

"Sooner or later, you will get married, it's just a matter of getting a license in advance."

Lu Shixiu is crazy, why did he suddenly want to marry her?

Wen Yiren was a little at a loss, "You, you haven't experienced the great rivers and mountains of our motherland, and you haven't seen the beauties of the world, don't be so anxious!" ”

"I won't marry anyone but you, are you satisfied with this answer?"

No......

Wen Yiren wondered how he fell in love with her, and always felt that he had a deep affection for her, and he seemed to be very cautious.

Every time Wen Yiren approached Lu Shixiu, he would notice his caution and nervousness about himself, and occasionally his eyes would show some sadness and remorse.

"You, didn't you know me for a long time?"

Lu Shixiu shuddered, "Maybe." ”

No way, she's a ghost, and if you see him, you'll definitely have an impression.

"Yiren, you haven't answered me yet, do you want to marry me."

Here we go again, and it's hard to divert the topic.

"I think you need to be sober, that, I'll go upstairs and take a shower first, goodbye!"

After speaking, he got up from Lu Shixiu's arms and rushed to the upstairs room.

When the temperature is pleasant to charge the phone, I find that there are a lot of missed calls and unread messages.

Most of them were Lu Shixiu's, as well as Darren Jiang Yurun and her parents, and even Lin Shengbai called.

What's going on, shouldn't you think she's been beaten?

Wen Yiren called Zhao Yuxia first, and Zhao Yuxia scolded as soon as she connected: "Where did the dead girl run away, do you know that you are in a hurry when you can't be contacted?" ”

Wen Yiren took the phone away from his ear, "I'm going to school, the phone is out of battery." ”

"No electricity, no electricity, I don't know how to answer a phone call to Shi Xiu?"

Wen Yiren pouted, "I can't remember his phone number." ”

When Zhao Yuxia heard this, she was even more embarrassed, "You can't even remember Shi Xiu's phone number, you have no conscience, I can recite the phone call with your father Shi Xiu backwards, such a good man, you are doing it sooner or later, I don't care, you have to marry Shi Xiu quickly." "Baidu" When he laughed, there was a breeze blowing through Jiezhong Literature, and the latest chapter of "Jiezhong Literature was free to read for the first time.