Chapter Twenty-Eight: Let's Get Married
It was Si Zhengnan.
A navy blue trench coat made his figure taller and taller, and the broken hair on his forehead was slightly curled, probably blown by the wind outside.
He raised his head slightly, squinted around the room, and then met An Qi's gaze.
An Qi was slightly stunned, then put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth, so as not to laugh a few words, "Ha, I am indifferent on the surface, but secretly I actually miss me very much, Si Zhengnan." ”
Deliberately ignoring the man's forbearance expression, An Qi raised his eyebrows, walked to his side in a few steps, put his side face on his ear, and exhaled softly.
"It's worthy of the man I Anqi fancies, violent enough, I like it."
Before she could make the next move, An Qi only felt a heat on her wrist, and when she lowered her eyes, it was the man in front of her who held her wrist.
The temperature of her palms was almost hot, as if it was gradually spreading from her skin to her body.
An Qi's face blushed inexplicably, while Si Zhengnan's face was still indifferent. But I don't know if it's an illusion, but this appearance made An Qi capture a trace of awkwardness.
What a rare expression.
She curled the corners of her mouth, watching Si Zhengnan's movements gradually change from stiff to relaxed, and then she let go of her wrist and stepped back.
"Marry me."
After a moment of silence, I only heard him slowly spit out a sentence.
This is...... Si Zhengnan is proposing?
An Qi opened his mouth and stared at the man in front of him with wide eyes for a while, a little dumbfounded.
After the contact in the past few days, the image of Si Zhengnan's "cold and straight man" is simply deeply engraved into his bones. If he hadn't known about the existence of his first love and was a woman, An Qi would have really believed in his gay identity.
And at this moment, such a man actually proposed to her in this place.
Let's not talk about anything else, no flowers, no love words, and no even falling in love.
"You...... Got me right? She pointed to her face, incredulous.
"Yes."
Si Zhengnan's non-compromising tone made An Qi cry and laugh.
She understood that it was definitely not her own enthusiasm that moved him, and she didn't believe that in this short period of time, Si Zhengnan was moved by her stalking.
The doubts in her heart and the woman's sixth sense told her that maybe it was a deal, and even if it wasn't, then he must have other intentions.
But after thinking about it, An Qi still nodded in response.
"Okay."
Because she also needs this wedding.
Si Xuemei will definitely not give up letting An Qi marry the bald man who married her second marriage, even if there is no man, she will definitely arrange for someone else, and maybe when she goes back, she will sue her father because of her runaway.
Thinking of the bald man who married for the second time, An Qi was sick to his stomach.
It's nothing to complain, An Qi believes that his coquettish ability is enough to persuade his father, who has always loved him.
Just with one, there will be two and three, Si Xuemei can let her go on a blind date with a bald man who is married for the second time, and the next time she can move out of the sloppy uncle with a scruffy beard, or a mentally handicapped child.
Let's not talk about the trouble of running away again and again, but the number of times is inevitable from my father's suspicion and accusation. And if it arouses her father's suspicion, then she is finished.
And if she can marry Si Zhengnan at this time, she can save a lot of trouble by borrowing this little red, not to mention that although this man is indifferent, it is better than a bald head and an uncle, whether it is in appearance or personality.
In this comparison, the pros and cons are placed in front of An Qi's eyes, and they are clear.
An Qi crossed his arms and looked at Si Zhengnan's expressionless face, with some indescribable complexity, of course Si Zhengnan didn't know what she thought.
The man in front of him sighed softly as relieved when he saw her agree.
He took half a step back, looked into An Qi's eyes and spoke lightly.
"Let's go and register tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" An Qi was surprised again.
What the hell is this man going to do?
She frowned and thought for a while, and said that it was good for her to get the certificate earlier and avoid the trouble of her stepmother earlier, so she said, "Then I'll go back tomorrow to get the household registration book." ”
"Well, I'll go with you tomorrow."
Si Zhengnan was obviously a little anxious, but he forcibly suppressed his emotions and only nodded at An Qi.
This appearance made An Qi a little funny, she hooked her lips and grinned, leaned a few steps closer and leaned softly against his body, her slender jade hand slowly wrapped around his neck, and a trace of cunning flashed in her good-looking apricot eyes.
"Are you in such a hurry to marry me?"
The woman's bumpy figure was tightly pressed against his chest, making Si Zhengnan hold his breath, and his body instantly stiffened, but he didn't push it away inexplicably.
Seeing this, An Qi was even more viral, and his pretty face was about to kiss the sideburns on his forehead, and the atmosphere was ambiguous, "Or are you in a hurry...... Tonight's Spring Festival?"
The woman's warm breath was sprayed on his ears with a unique sweetness, gently rubbing against his skin. Si Zhengnan frowned, as if he was reacting in a slow half-beat, and pushed her shoulders away.
"Nonsense."
An Qi shrugged his shoulders, took a step back to the side along the way, and smiled helplessly.
She's been used to it for a long time.
However, no matter how cold the ice is, there will be a day when it melts, and she is very curious about which gentle township Si Zhengnan will melt in the end, of course, it may also be her.
"I'll go first, and you'll stay here tonight." Si Zhengnan ignored her movements and explained sideways.
"Yes, yes, yes."
After that, Si Zhengnan left the room without looking back.
The space was quiet again, and the faint sound of the air conditioner running in my ears was not annoying to listen to. An Qi looked at the navy blue back of the man gradually moving away, and couldn't help but cover his mouth and sneer.
"False seriousness."
In the huge European-style villa, it is empty and bright, and there is no sound.
Early the next morning, Si Zhengnan sent An Qi to An's house as promised. I wanted to go with her to get the household registration book, but when An Qi refused, I gave up.
"It's early to meet my parents, and I'm not ready yet." An Qi's teasing voice sounded in Si Zhengnan's ears, he narrowed his eyes and squinted, and then closed his mouth.
An Qi grinned, and recently felt that he was more and more amused.
Getting out of Si Zhengnan's car, An Qi took his satchel and stepped directly into the living room.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw my stepmother Si Xuemei and my father An Weishan sitting upright on the sofa, as if discussing things.
An Qi was stunned for a moment, then smiled sweetly at the two of them, and said with vitality.
"Mom, Dad, good morning."
Looking at the lively appearance of his eldest daughter, An Weishan bowed his head and eased his expression slightly.
And Si Xuemei still frowned, her face with heavy makeup wrinkled shallowly, and her face was a little dissatisfied.
"Xiaoqi, we're talking about you." Si Xuemei spoke first.