Xu sensed the reluctance between the two young people, and after his father and mother arrived at the Yujiang Dijing Community, they did not rush upstairs to help pack the luggage and take it away.

I don't think there's much.

Feng Chizhou would not take all his belongings away if he wanted to sneak into the Yujiang Dijing Community to live again.

"Chi Zhou, Qingyue, you guys sort it out first." Feng Yuanyi stopped following the little couple's pace, "Shu'er and I are walking around the community. ”

Yun Shu echoed: "Yes, after you pack up, then ask us to go up and get it." ”

Without waiting for Feng Chizhou to react, Feng's father grabbed his daughter-in-law and walked around the community gracefully.

A short walk away is a small children's playground equipment.

Feng Yuanyi was sucked away by those lively and cute little dolls.

In a year or two, two or three years, he will be able to be a grandfather.

Hey.

"That slide is good, these little ones like it very much."

In the future, when Feng Chizhou and Song Qingyue buy a wedding room, they will have to ask someone to pretend to be one.

Coincidentally, Yun Shu had the same idea.

"I don't know what kind of wedding room Chi Zhou and Qingyue like, if it's a villa, you can install a slide for our little grandchildren."

The distance was not far, and Feng Chizhou heard his parents' words sharply.

Wedding room, little grandchildren......

He quickly grasped the point, and his handsome face was unconsciously dyed red. Oops, that's embarrassing.

Marry her and start a family, and they will have children......

It's too good to think about.

"Chi Zhou, why is your face so red all of a sudden?" Song Qingyue didn't know anything about the conversation between Feng's father and mother, and after entering the elevator, she raised her eyes and bumped into Feng Chizhou's handsome face, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Didn't this little fool just grieve just now?

"I ......" Feng Chizhou was a little nervous, and his hand grabbed the seam on the side of his pants, "You, what kind of house do you like?" Just, that is, if we are together in the future. ”

"Huh? What? Song Qingyue blinked in surprise.

Why the emphasis on "together"? Does this little fool want to live with her? But isn't he going to move back to Feng's house? Moreover, they occasionally stay in Yujiang Dijing for a few nights, and it is no different from living together, right?

They shouldn't be so quick to make the last step, though.

He's so innocent, maybe he doesn't even know it.

Huh? Wait, he's enlightened?

Feng Chizhou's face was so red that he was about to drip blood, and his voice was like a mosquito: "That's it, that's it, knot, knot, get married......"

"Ah, that's right." Song Qingyue suddenly realized.

She leaned closer to him, her long, white fingers poking at his hard chest, "You're asking what kind of marriage room I want?" ”

"Yes, yes, just, just think, think, want to ask, wait, wait for us to get married," Feng Chizhou stammered, and used all his strength to finish a sentence, "What kind of wedding house do you want?" ”

Oh, my God! He directly said the word "marriage room".

Feng Chizhou's face was as red as fire.

I'm so shy.

Wedding room.

Song Qingyue chuckled, put her hand on the man's shoulder, and blew on his steaming earlobe.

"Fool, shy of what?"

"Are you thinking about something you shouldn't be thinking? Well? ”

Boom –

Feng Chizhou almost exploded.

What, what not to think?

Oh, my God! The poor villain's head is about to be stuffed with pouring yellow waste.