Chapter 297: What kind of wedding do you like?

"No, I'm full." Although he coveted her proximity when she fed her noodles.

But he also knows that moderation is enough.

She didn't have any extra thoughts on him.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have heard him say such a thing as a marriage proposal, and he would be so indifferent.

"Do you want to drink water?" Ye Nanqian asked again.

There was no superfluous emotion in the tone.

Lu Xingshen shook his head.

Ye Nanqian said with a flat expression: "Then you will be taking medicine in another half an hour." ”

After speaking, she turned around and went to be busy, Lu Xingshen suddenly felt a little unwilling, and opened his mouth again: "What kind of wedding do you like?" ”

At this time, the movements on Ye Nanqian's hands finally slowed down slightly.

Her shoulders stiffened slightly, but she didn't look back, and after a few seconds, she seemed to have completely calmed down, and opened her mouth to answer his question, and her tone didn't fluctuate much, "What kind of wedding I like, it's only suitable for discussion with my future husband." ”

This sentence has fully expressed her answer.

She didn't want to talk to him about this, which was equivalent to excluding him from her future husband, wasn't it direct enough?

The heavy irritability in Lu Xingshen's heart was suppressed again, making him feel like he was about to lose his breath.

Just because he saw that she rarely took the initiative to take care of him and get close to him, it would make him have an illusion.

I thought she wasn't thinking about him.

But now, what about the result?

He fell silent, hung his head, no longer looking at her, and no longer spoke.

Until half an hour passed, she took the water and handed it to him with the medicine.

The sullenness in his heart should have been able to digest it by himself, but her concern would always make him leak the unwilling factors in his heart little by little, Lu Xingshen said unwillingly: "If you don't die in a big disaster, there will be blessings in the future, no matter how we say it, we can be regarded as sharing hardships, as long as we understand each other more in the future......

This time, without waiting for Lu Xingshen to finish speaking, Ye Nan interrupted him with a frown: "You don't need to understand. I don't need it, and Mr. Lu doesn't need it. ”

Lu Xingshen never thought that he would run into the same person so many times in a row.

His face was very ugly at the moment, and his eyes looked at her, which was definitely not gentle, let alone kind.

even questioned her eyes, asking why she was the only one who gave him no chance.

Ye Nanqian didn't know if she understood the meaning in his eyes, she just smiled and said, "If you don't die in a big disaster, there will be a blessing, but I can't bear the blessing of Mr. Lu." As for the people who can give Mr. Lu blessings, Mr. Lu has never been lacking. ”

After speaking, she seemed to suddenly remember something, although she was very puzzled just now why Lu Xingshen suddenly said such a topic as a marriage proposal.

But now that I think about it, seeing that Lu Xingshen is so embarrassed, I have to accept her care.

As a woman, you will be touched by the care of men at your most vulnerable, but what about men? Why not?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile again, and when she looked at Lu Xingshen, her expression was slightly softened than just now, but when she opened her mouth, she beat Lu Xingshen's heart word by word: "I am a person, a soft-hearted person." I can't see the injured and fragile appearance of others, let alone the injuries of people who have helped me many times. I take care of you, help you buy medicine, feed you and drink medicine, this is all I should. If you are a beggar on the side of the road, I will help anyone, so Mr. Lu really doesn't have to take it too seriously, let alone the grace of proposing marriage as a reward. ”

She said lightly, as if she was normal and calm.

But every word was heard in his ears and pounded on his heart.

He suddenly felt a deep sense of frustration, which penetrated into his whole body.