Jiang Qian couldn't sleep well all night.

When she went back, Lu Zhiling had already fallen asleep, and sent Lu Zhiling to kindergarten at seventeen in the morning, and Jiang Qian didn't find a suitable opportunity to talk to her.

She dreamed all night in a daze, dreaming that she was dreaming, in the dream Lu Qingshi promised to marry her the next morning, but she waited left and right, and did not wait for him to come until it was dark, and then she went to look for him, but in his office, she saw him hugging a young woman, the woman's bewitching body wrapped around him like a snake, Jiang Qian looked at Lu Qingshi and gently held the woman's chin, and then lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Jiang Qian's whole body was cold.

In the dream, she woke up from the dream, the sky outside the window was gloomy to gray, and the scene of two people kissing together in front of her eyes was still in front of her, no matter how she cried and how to stop it, they didn't seem to hear her, nor could they see her, just when Lu Qingshi eagerly hugged the woman and walked to the lounge inside, the woman suddenly raised her face, kissed Lu Qingshi's ear, and looked at her with a dark smile.

Jiang Qian saw Jiang Yu's appearance.

This time, she really woke up.

The hangover and the lack of a good night's sleep gave her a splitting headache.

Lu Zhiling had already gone to school, she opened her eyes and looked at the already bright sky outside the window, her heart was still pounding.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, how she could have such strange dreams.

She covered her hands in front of her forehead, closed her eyes and slowed down the stimulation of the light on her eyes, and suddenly remembered that she hadn't thought of Jiang Yu for more than four years.

The story of the dream made her heart palpitate, and the desperate heartache was still there after she woke up, and she looked at the quartz clock on the wall, it was almost nine o'clock, and she sat up from the bed in shock.

She unplugged the charging mobile phone from the bedside table, and when she saw this, there was no phone call from Lu Qingshi on the phone, and there was no WeChat message.

Jiang Qian's eyelids jumped several times, and he had an inexplicable premonition in his heart, so he called Lu Qingshi directly.

But the phone rang for a long time.

No one answered.

This is clearly not normal.

Jiang Qian looked at the call interface that was never answered, and felt that his heart was sinking into a cold pool, and it became cold inch by inch.

She has never been a confident person, and she is afraid that Lu Qingshi will suddenly regret it.

Even if he offered to marry her last night, she was afraid that it was just a spur of the moment in his confusion.

Jiang Qian lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

I hurriedly changed my clothes, washed up, and even combed my hair hastily, and ran down the stairs when I walked out of the bedroom, wanting to drive out to find him.

As soon as she reached the living room, she suddenly heard the kitchen door behind her being opened.

She paused abruptly.

At this point, there should be no one at home.

"It's cold on the ground, why don't you wear shoes?" Lu Qingshi's deep and powerful voice came from behind her.

Jiang Qian was stunned for a moment, turned around suddenly, and saw the slender and tall figure of the man standing in the bright light of the kitchen, holding a plate of freshly made fried buns in his hand, and his eyes fell on her hurried and embarrassed little face.

Jiang Qian felt like he was on a roller coaster, obviously desperate to the trough, and was filled with joy in an instant, and quickly ran towards him barefoot, regardless of the inconvenience of his hands, his body threw himself directly into his arms.

The girl's soft fragrance fell into her arms, and the fried bun in Lu Qingshi's hand almost didn't hold it steady.

He had no choice but to put down the plate of fried buns, put his free hand around her, looked down at her and pursed her lips, looking like she wanted to cry, helpless and funny, "Early in the morning, who messed with my little princess, huh?" ”

Jiang Qian didn't speak, the tip of his nose was astringent, his little hands were wrapped around his neck, and the wrapping became tighter and tighter, and his little head was attached to his neck, "I dreamed that you didn't want me anymore, I was scared to wake up, it was nine o'clock when I woke up, and I didn't have your phone and WeChat, I was afraid of ......"

"Afraid of what?" He sighed lightly and pinched the tip of her nose dotingly, "I'm afraid that I'll go back on my word, what I said last night was just an impulse?" ”

Jiang Qian was silent.

"Eat breakfast first," Lu Qingshi patted the back of her head, "I didn't call you because I knew that you were still sleeping, and I met Seventeen when I came to pick you up in the morning, so I came in and waited for you, don't think about it." ”

He explained softly, and in a few words, the inexplicable fear in her heart was resolved, maybe Jiang Qian himself felt embarrassed, and hypocritically buried his little head in his arms and refused to come out.

Like a shy little ostrich.

Lu Qingshi smiled, his bony fingers passed through her soft hair, held the back of her neck, and watched her delicate blush float in her watery eyes, he couldn't help but lower his head, his thin lips held the corners of her lips, and kissed him gently, "If you don't eat breakfast, are you going to go with me to get the certificate hungry?" ”818

Jiang blushed and finished breakfast.

She didn't actually taste what the fried buns tasted like, because her mind wasn't here.

Lu Qingshi took her visa and passport, and drove with her to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The VIP room hosted them was a middle-aged woman with blonde hair and blue eyes, who asked Jiang Qian several questions in fluent English, Jiang Qian's brain was in a nervous state of shutdown all the way, so that the answer to the question stumbled, and the middle-aged woman looked at her suspiciously and asked her if she was willing to get married.

Jiang Qian felt embarrassed and embarrassed, and when she finally took the marriage certificate to the car, the sweat in her hands had not faded.

She still can't believe that she is actually married to Lu Qingshi.

She actually married Lu Qingshi. m.

This feeling is like, she tiptoes to chase the moon all her life, she thought that across the distance of thousands of mountains and clouds and clouds, it was a dream that she would never be able to catch up, but one day, the moon suddenly fell from the sky and smashed into her arms.

At this moment, Jiang Qian was still worried that he was dreaming, and secretly pinched his palm, fortunately, it hurt.

Lu Qingshi stood not far from the car and made a call, Jiang Qian's eyes couldn't help but follow him, the man was long and jade, wearing a simple white shirt and black trousers but couldn't hide his noble bearing, behind him was a tall plane tree, the complex branches and leaves trembled in the wind, and a few fallen leaves flew down, falling on his shoulders and in her clear eyes.

Her eyes were glued to him unconsciously, and as his figure moved, by the time she reacted, Lu Qingshi had already hung up the phone, opened the driver's door, and sat up.

Jiang Qianxiao's face flushed slightly, and he hurriedly looked away and put the marriage certificate in his bag.

"Grandpa knows about our certificate," Lu Qingshi looked at her, his voice was gentle, and asked for her opinion, "Regarding the wedding, I originally planned to wait until our nerve regeneration project is over and return to China to do it, but this is just my personal idea, if you want to hold one in country M, you have time to prepare." ”