Zhao Qishan thought about it, this man is so handsome and gentle, he will definitely spoil her very much.

She nodded, "I do." ”

Professor Zhao sighed, "In that case, you go back first to stabilize the situation, as for Shan'er, as long as she is willing, I will not force it." ”

He was about to shout "Dad", but heard Professor Zhao say, "Before this, I won't let you see Shan'er." ”

With the current situation of the MV, it will not be possible to recover in three or five years.

Maybe this young man was only a momentary enthusiasm for Shan'er, and after three or five years, he had already forgotten about her.

"Dad......" Zhao Qishan grabbed his father's sleeve and was coquettish.

Murong Yan held Zhao Zhenshan's little hand and gritted his teeth, "Uncle, don't worry, in three years, I will definitely come back to see Shanshan." ”

………………

When Murong Yan left, Zhao Zhenshan's small hand grabbed the corner of his clothes, and his ruddy little mouth pursed, "Brother, when will you come back to see me?" ”

"I'll be back when you're sensible."

"I'm very sensible now."

Murong Yan smiled, "There are many other things that Shanshan will understand later." ”

"Oh," she raised her little face and looked at him, "Brother Murong, you have to come back quickly and marry me as your wife." ”

Murong Yan's heart was incredibly soft, and he reached out to touch her long silky hair, "Does Shanshan know what love is?" ”

Zhao Qishan tilted his head and thought for a while, "I don't understand." ”

"Then I'll be back when you understand."

Zhao Zhenshan nodded thoughtfully, and put his hands on Murong Yan's neck, "I'll wait for you." ”

He wanted to kiss her very much, but he was afraid of scaring her, so he could only suppress the infinite impulses and sorrows in his heart, hold her body with both hands, and walk all the way to the door of the car.

Zhao Zhenshan was infinitely happy in her heart, she was so big, in addition to her father and mother, Brother Murong was the first person to hug her and be so gentle to her.

She giggled and rubbed Murong Yan's forehead, "Brother Murong, you treat me so well." ”

Murong Yan resisted the urge to kiss her, "Brother loves you, so he will naturally be good to you, and when you become my wife, I will be good to you for the rest of my life." ”

"Brother Murong, why are you marrying me?" She still didn't understand.

Murong Yan rubbed the top of her hair dotingly, "Because Brother Murong likes you and loves you." ”

Zhao Zhenshan's little face turned red with a "brush", she suddenly pounced, kissed Murong Yan on the side of his face, and then whispered in his ear, "I also love Brother Murong!" ”

After saying that, he slipped off him, covered his face and ran back the way he had come.

Murong Yan paused for a moment before realizing the softness on his cheeks, and the softness, I also love Brother Murong......

"Shanshan!"

He shouted, looked at the shy girl who was just running forward, and suddenly remembered something, and chased after him with his long legs.

The slender arm rolled the figure into his arms, held her petite body to his chest, and said in a low voice, "Shanshan, what did you just say?" ”

The girl was shy, and her white and tender fingers blocked her eyes, not looking at him.

Murong Yan smiled lowly, broke her fingers, put them to her lips and kissed them, "Shanshan......"

Zhao Qishan felt at that time that someone's voice could be so good, obviously low and deep, but as if with penetrating power, word by word into her eardrums, making her whole brain crisp.