Rong Yan hurriedly stretched out his hand to block Liancheng's elegant chest, his eyes didn't dare to look at him, left and right, "No...... I am...... That's it, there's no other meaning, don't be so fierce. ”

She reached out and poked him in the chest: "Do you think that I am your fiancée now, and if I am labeled by you, you will not love me?" Let me tell you, even if you are your fiancée, but you are not married yet, there are more people who like me. ”

Liancheng elegantly lowered his head and kissed her on the face, and said seriously: "You're right, or ...... Let's go get the certificate tomorrow and wait two years for the wedding? I put your name on my household registration book early, and I feel at ease. ”

Rong Yan hurriedly said: "I'm not eighteen years old, how can I get a certificate?" ”

Liancheng raised his eyebrows elegantly: "What's too simple about this, isn't it just to change your age?" ”

Rong Yan moved his mouth: "No, I don't want to be that old, I still want to be eighteen forever......"

Liancheng looked at the pitiful appearance of her face elegantly, and pinched her nose: "Little girl, I'm kidding you." ”

Liancheng got up from her face and reached out to drag the high heels off her feet, "Does it hurt?" ”

Rong Yan nodded: "Well, it hurts, the heels are blistering." ”

Liancheng Yazhi saw that there were indeed two bright blisters, and he was very distressed: "Why don't you tell me." ”

Rong Yan shook his head: "Actually...... It doesn't particularly hurt ......."

"Wait a minute."

Liancheng Ya stood up, went to find the medicine box, picked the blisters on his heels, and applied the ointment.

Liancheng said elegantly: "It'll be fine in two days, don't run around these two ****, don't touch the water." ”

Rong Yan nodded: "Well, I know." ”

Liancheng looked at the red and swollen pieces on the tender white and small feet of He Yan elegantly, and he gently rubbed the soles of his feet to Rong Yan: "In the future, I won't let you wear high heels anymore." ”

Rong Yan was suddenly a little embarrassed, although she didn't know if other people's husbands would rub their wives' feet, but Liancheng Yazhi treated her like this, which still made her feel a deep feeling of being cared for, she could feel that she was being treated gently, and she could feel that Liancheng Yazhi liked her very deeply.

Rong Yan leaned on Liancheng's elegant shoulder: "It's not that there is a problem with the high heels, or that the shoes may not fit." ”

Liancheng smiled elegantly: "Yes, in the future, I will have people customize shoes for you, using the softest leather." ”

After pinching her face for a while, Liancheng asked her elegantly, "Are you comfortable?" ”

Rong Yan smiled and said, "It's much better, my brother's craftsmanship is really good." ”

Liancheng Yazhi reached out to tickle her: "Little girl, are you still laughing at me?" ”

Rong Yan was most afraid of itching, and she immediately writhed: "No, no...... I don't dare, I don't dare, brother, go get me clothes, I'm tired and want to take a bath and sleep. ”

Liancheng Ya stopped: "Okay...... You wait, I'll go. ”

Liancheng Yazhi came to the next door and opened the wardrobe, and when he saw the neat clothes inside, he flipped through it for a while, raised his eyebrows, hooked up a white suspender silk pajamas, and took a set of underwear with a face by the way, and then went back.

Rong Yan sat on the edge of the bed and waited for Liancheng Yachi, when he saw him coming over with his underwear, his face was red, and before he could speak, he snatched all the clothes in his hand, and then didn't look at him, and quickly rushed into the bathroom.