The car drove slowly past it.

Han Xiu drove back in advance, and Song Bingjue took Mu Wan's hand and walked on the road full of golden leaves.

The breeze blows, as if it can soothe the frizz in the heart.

Mu Wan'an didn't hold back, and took a deep breath, as if everything that was depressed in his heart was also evacuated.

"Mr. Song?" Seeing that Song Bingjue didn't let go of his hand for a long time, Mu Wanhao reminded him.

Beside him, the man's footsteps paused.

With a slight breeze, he turned his head slightly, his deep eyes embedding her shadow in the bottom of his eyes.

His facial features are cold, his eyebrows and eyes are different from others, especially his jaw, which is delicate and beautiful.

Mu Wan'an raised his eyes and saw his delicacy in his eyes.

"You ......"

"Good night." For the first time, he called her by her full name.

The voice is low, with a trembling magnetism.

Mu Wannight was a little abrupt, and said softly, "Huh?" "Yes.

"If I say, I mean, what would you think if I offered to marry you?" His tone was calm, as if it were ordinary.

Only those eyes, deep as the bottom of a pool, wanted to sweep her in.

Almost thinking that he had misheard something, Mu Wan's pupils shrank suddenly.

"You...... Say what? ”

He said...... What the?

Tie the knot? And her?

Seeing her surprise and surprise in his eyes, Song Bingjue was expressionless, but the hand holding her tightened, and said in a steady tone: "Xiao Si needs a mother, he just wants to like you, and I ...... you Not exclusive. ”

In fact, it was a thought that had just occurred to him.

But this thought is not unavoidable.

He said it lightly, but Mu Goodnight only felt a little ridiculous.

"Mr. Song, you're kidding, aren't you?" Seeing that the man's eyes were calm, it didn't seem like he was joking, and Mu Wan's eyes were also a little more serious.

Tie the knot? How long have they known each other and what are they married?

Or did he think about what happened last night...... Charge?

Her mind was chaotic, and she couldn't accept it.

"Xiao Si really needs a mother, and, Mr. Song, you are very grateful to me for not rejecting me, but this is not the reason why you say anything about getting married......"

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by a man—

"Since I can make this proposal, it means that he can implement it very much."

"Wanwan, Xiao Si needs a mother, he likes you very much, in that case, why not let this name be justified?"

"You also know the situation in my family, so you think it's helping me and returning my favor, how about it?"

As he spoke, the light at the bottom of his eyes was shining, the light was too scorching, Mu Wan'an didn't dare to look at each other, only felt that the rejection in his heart was almost defeated.

It was as if he had caught her in the hole.

Indeed, marrying him seems harmless, and she can even repay the favor she owed him so long ago.

But...... Is it really that simple?

She had to admit that this proposal was heartwarming, Mu Wan'an pursed her lips, her mind was full of thoughts, and in the end, she bit her lip, her words softened, and asked, "What is the validity period of marriage?" ”

She can't be Xiao Si's mother for the rest of her life.

It is impossible to be Song Bingjue's shield for the rest of his life.

"How many years do you think is appropriate?" Seeing her relieved, a smile overflowed in the man's eyes, and there was even a pride in the success of the treacherous plan.

Mu Wan'an thought for a while: "Three years? ”

was denied by the man in the next second: "Three years is too short, what's more, do you think such a short marriage can give Xiao Si a good environment?" And not a blow? ”

Hearing this, Mu Wan'an Zhong was stunned: "But, I ......"

"Five years." Song Bingjue seemed to have everything thought through, "Five years later, Xiao Si is also about to enter junior high school, and at that time his thinking will be mature, and when the time comes, whether you go or stay, whatever you want." ”

"Or do you already have a plan for your future? Three years later, do you want another spring? If that's the case, then Xiao Si and I won't delay you......"

Speaking of the words "another spring", the man's tone was slightly harsh.

Mu Wan'an was speechless.

She didn't think that she would remarry in the past, but her marriage with Xu Shuo was too much of a failure, which made her have a serious shadow on her married life.

After thinking for a moment, she hesitated and said, "Can you make me think for a while?" ”

The proposal was so sudden that she didn't even prepare.

"Okay." The man agreed lightly, as if expecting her final answer would only be the one he wanted, he hooked his lips, squeezed her soft hand, and led her on: "This proposal is valid for a long time, but in order to avoid delay, how long will you give me an answer?" ”

He raised his eyebrows, turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Mu Wan'an with a straight expression on his face.

Let's be honest...... She really wanted to put it off until both sides forgot about it......

Who knows, is Song Bingjue a whim?

"I'm ......" Mu Wan's eyes flashed, and his good-looking eyebrows seemed to be flowing with emotions in his eyes, "A month." ”

After all, it's also a ...... A major life event?

"That's too long." Song Bingjue spoke in a consultative tone, step by step: "Or, a week?" ”

Mu Goodnight jumped to his feet instantly, and some Basda: "No!" Three weeks? ”

"Two weeks, then." Song Bingjue smiled warmly, "You also know that half a month later is Xiao Si's birthday, so prepare early then, a week is the best." ”

Mu Wan'an subconsciously replied: "Okay, a week." ”

After she realized that she agreed, she knew that she was in the trap.

There is a feeling of grievance like a fish in the throat.

This man has already thought about it, hasn't he?

She bit her lip, but felt powerless to resist.

And somewhere in the heart, it seems that something is taking root.

She looked at her hand that she couldn't break free, she couldn't deceive herself, this hand, made her feel peaceful.

……

The street was not too far from their hotel, and the two of them walked back holding hands, looking like ordinary couples from a distance.

When they returned to the hotel and returned to their rooms, Mu Wanwan still felt a little confused when he thought of his proposal just now.

In the mess, she picked up the notepad prepared by the hotel and listed the advantages and disadvantages of Song Bingjue's proposal-

After listing more than a dozen benefits, she was a little silly in an instant.

There is only one disadvantage, she will stay in the Song family for five years, and after five years, she will leave and start over. But at the end of the day, it's not really bad.

She looked at the table she had listed, her thoughts still uncertain, rubbed her head, and just as she was about to get up, the doorbell rang.

She stepped on her slippers to open the door, and saw Song Bingjue who seemed to have just finished bathing, wearing a bathrobe, standing at the door.

The smell of mist and shower gel wafting from the man's body seemed to be able to confuse people.

And the slightly exposed chest at the neckline is even more imaginative.

She froze, focused on his face, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

According to the usual day, in the next period of time, they made adjustments, recuperated and prepared for the formal signing of the contract with Delen.

Song Bingjue should have rested at this time.

The man's figure was long, and the long and large shadow fell directly on her body, enveloping her.

Thinking of the conversation on the road in the evening, she shuddered her eyelashes.

"Secretary Han is out, can you help me wipe the ointment?" Song Bingjue raised his hand, revealing a jar of ointment.

The injury on his back is no longer a big problem, but he has to rub the ointment regularly, this was done by Han Xiu before, but now Secretary Han is not there......

Mu Wan'an hesitated, and it was not easy to refuse, so he had to nod: "Okay." ”

With that, she pulled the door open and let him in.

In the same layout of the room, she obviously has more stuff than his.

Mu Wan'an was embarrassed to tidy up, thinking that he would have to help him rub the ointment later, so he said, "Wait a minute, I'll wash my hands first." ”

"Okay." Song Bingjue nodded and found a place to sit down casually.

In the bathroom, Mu Wannight checked it, and after making sure that there were no more things in the bathroom that shouldn't be like last time, he patted his face and walked out calmly.

The man was already sitting there, as if he was reading something.

She was confused and walked in, and when she saw clearly that what he was looking at was the "Ten Pros and Cons of Marrying Song Bingjue" that she had just written, her face burned suddenly.

On the white paper, she is juanxiu, and there are more than ten benefits listed below, and the disadvantages are barely two.

She couldn't do it.

"This, nothing to see." She hurried her steps and quickly pulled the paper out of his hand, crumpled it up with pretended composure, and threw it into the trash.

I don't know, but I was avoided by men.

"It's pretty good." I don't know if it's intentional or not, the man showed a relishing expression, "Moreover, the handwriting is good, but the content is not full enough." ”

Mu Wan'an was ridiculed for being red-eared, even if she was stupid, she knew that Song Bingjue was deliberately teasing her, and she blushed and wanted to snatch the paper back.

Just rushed over, but she didn't want the man to suddenly stand up from the chair, she was caught off guard and before she could retract her feet, the whole person hit his chest.

Dull pain in the bridge of the nose.

In a mess, the man was unsteady on his feet, and he was directly pressed backwards by her, and both of them fell into the bed.

Simmons squeaked ambiguously.

Mu Wan's mind went blank, and his ears were filled with the sound of men's moans.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Song Bingjue's open neckline, and the bridge of her nose rubbed against his chest, as if she was igniting a fire.

Thinking of the wound on his back, for fear that his wound would crack, she was just about to get up, but her waist was fiercely buckled.

"You ......"

She was just about to struggle, and the sky swirled, and the two of them reversed their positions, and she was pressed underneath.

The whole person fell into the quilt.

The man was propped up above her, his arms right next to her ears.

The breathing of the two people was staggered, warm, and seemed to be a little ambiguous.

Inexplicably, the limbs are weak.

She lifted her eyes and met the man's starry eyes.

In the air, there seems to be a little more indescribable charm.

The blush on Mu Wan'an's face has not faded: "Song ......"

She just lay on the bed, I don't know if I trusted him too much, she didn't struggle, she didn't resist, her cheeks were crimson, her eyes were a little watery, and she was so well-behaved that it was difficult to restrain her impulsiveness.

Taking in the beautiful scenery, the man's eyes are getting deeper and deeper.