Twilight proposes for the first time and loses.

However, he was not discouraged.

He's an old man who has seen "The 101st Proposal".

Ahh

Either way, though, it's always a bad feeling to be rejected.

So he sat decadently in front of the mirror in the hallway, giving himself five minutes to be depressed.

Sang Chi began to scan the layout of the suite aimlessly.

Yu Ziqing's appearance flashed back to his mind over and over again.

This was the first time Sang Chi had seen Yu Ziqing.

In the Qingyi Mansion, Sang Chi didn't look at him too much.

But the innate nobility and almost cruel coldness of Yu Ziqing's body, Sang Chi can't forget it no matter what.

is like the heart-wrenching red figure in "Schindler's List", indicting the flaws of the world in an abrupt and outstanding manner.

is like the flawless Tang Ze Xuesui in "White Night Walking", in the endless white night soaked in twilight, wearing a detached and hypocritical elegant mask, smiling and pushing every fetter in fate down the abyss of no return.

Sang Chi thought to himself, that was a dangerous, paranoid, charismatic madman.

An irrational existence that is enough for everyone to fall for it.

He didn't know what had happened between Twilight and Yu Ziqing, but there was a silent contest full of tension between them......

In the end, what is the reason why you don't care?

Here, Twilight's brain circuitry has drifted to a magical place again.

The cat walked behind Sang Chi, hugged his waist from behind, and leaned his head on his shoulder in a shy, "In a few days, the renovation of my house will be completed." Let's move over when the time comes. Well? ”

Sang Chi tilted his head, "Do you really want me to live with you?" ”

"Of course, I really want to marry you."

Sang Chi turned around and met his playful eyes seriously, "I really want to marry you." ”

Twilight felt weak for a moment and took two steps back.

His brow knotted, "You're too serious." The world is not black and white, and marriage is not ......"

Sang Chi rewarded him with a roll of the eyes, and was about to leave, "You can find a passerby to play, I won't accompany you." ”

Twilight knew he was really angry, and she didn't go up to stop him, let alone coax him.

What Sang Chi wants, of course Twilight knows.

Twilight can't afford it, and she doesn't want to give it.

He has no bottom line, but that doesn't mean he will compromise without limits.

Sang Chi looked through the mirror and saw the indifferent Twilight behind him, and he hated so much that his heart wanted to strike.

Grabbed the paper bag containing the three rings and threw it on the ground, "I'm such a fucking bitch!" ”

Twilight Furui Wubo's face had a slight expression at this time.

Strode forward, kicked the paper bag away before Sang Chi stepped on it, grabbed his wrist and took him into his arms.

Wrap around his waist tightly like hugging a 1.8-meter-8 banana pillow, "If you're angry, hit me...... The ring is really intended for you, don't spill your anger on the ring head. If you don't like this one, we'll buy it another day...... Don't do that to what I send you. ”

Sang Chi's clenched fist was only an inch away from his back, but it still didn't fall down after all.

His voice trembled slightly, "...... Take away your groping hands. ”

Twilight cheekily hugged her tighter, "I won't let go of such a good-looking husband." ”

"Get out."

"Hmm. Yes, sir. ”

“…… Then you still don't let go? ”

Twilight still has one hand around his waist, and the other hand pulls a condom out of her pocket, smiling lewdly at herself in the mirror.

"Let go and you'll run away, so how do you roll the sheets?"