Fu Shaoyang raised his eyebrows, looked at Ye Wenwen, who couldn't speak, and asked, "Who is not calm?" ”

"Me, it's me!" Ye Wenwen raised his hand and admitted without hesitation.

But this kind of thing, which woman can calm down?

This is Fu Shaoyang, the pride of the sky, and suddenly said that he wanted to marry her, this thing is not only frightening, it is simply terrifying!

Fu Shaoyang was not in the mood to play word games with her, and said simply and rudely: "You just need to tell me, your answer is good......"

"Of course it's a refusal, do you need to say that?" Ye Wenwen replied without thinking, not knowing that this answer was a slap in the face of Fu Shaoyang.

He thought that with such a big temptation, Ye Wenwen would take the bait, but at least he had the least respect for the name Fu Shaoyang.

As a result, Ye Wenwen refused, and refused without hesitation!

"Ye Wenwen, are you trying to refuse or welcome?" Fu Shaoyang gritted his teeth and found this reason for himself.

Otherwise, how to explain her refusal?

Is he not handsome enough? Or is the son not cute enough?

No matter what the reason is, refusal is an answer that Fu Shaoyang will never accept!

Ye Wenwen was suddenly irritated by him, "What do you want to refuse and welcome?" Don't say what you say so ugly, I just don't want to marry you, why do you want to refuse and welcome? ”

I-just-is-no-want-marry-give-you-and-all!

This was said more bluntly, so bluntly that Fu Shaoyang wanted to vomit blood when he heard it, and his handsome face was suddenly covered with a deep haze.

"I'll give you a chance to reorganize the language!" Fu Shaoyang's face was blue, and her bottomless eyes firmly grasped her, as if she was looking at a prey that had arrived.

Ye Wenwen didn't like his eyes very much, and he didn't like his tone even more.

It is as if God is in control, high up and self-righteous!

"Since you have to say it again, then I'll tell you, I don't ......" Before the word marry was spoken, Fu Shaoyang suddenly clamped her chin with his hand, and his thin and cold lips were sealed, directly blocking Ye Wenwen's words that had not yet been said.

"Hmm......" Ye Wenwen's eyes widened in fright.

This bastard actually sneaked up on her again, or when she clarified that she would not marry him so seriously!

Ye Wenwen was furious, and his little fist was about to smash over, but he caught it.

Fu Shaoyang's kiss didn't last long, his purpose was just to get Ye Wenwen to swallow that sentence back, and let go of her before Ye Wenwen got angry.

But this short kiss still left a deep impression on him, a bit like tasting poppies, addicted, and he actually felt in love with the feeling of kissing her.

Before his thoughts drifted further, Fu Shaoyang stopped, his eyes moved away from her crimson lips, and his cold and indifferent voice sounded in the extremely quiet space: "Ye Wenwen, you are the only woman in this world who looks down on me, as punishment, you either marry me or I kill you." ”

Choose one of the two, she has the ability to choose the latter!

Marry or die, it sounds really domineering, but for Ye Wenwen, a threatened person, this is simply perverted!

"Can you make some sense......

"Can't!" Fu Shaoyang interrupted her, squinting his eyes to approach Ye Wenwen, and only stopped when his handsome face magnified to a certain extent: "Three days, I'll give you three days to think about it." It's up to you to decide whether it's our wedding anniversary or your death date three days later next year. ”