Yan Yanqi also knew what he was going to ask, stirring the noodles in the bowl with chopsticks, she interrupted him, lowered her eyes and replied, "I think it's amazing."
Standing there, just one glance, at that moment she had an urge.
I really want to put it on.
It is said that women have no resistance to wedding dresses.
She really didn't like the wedding dress in the store, but she wanted to wear it to feel good.
It should be beautiful.
"That's right."
Bo Qichen nodded, seemingly a little disappointed.
After taking a bite of noodles, Yan Yanqi suddenly put down his chopsticks, and his voice was a little loud.
Hearing the sound, Bo Qichen's body trembled, and she subconsciously looked over, "Isn't it delicious?"
she looked at herself with blazing eyes, her expression uncertain.
Under Bo Qichen's stunned gaze, Yan Yanqi swallowed the noodles in his mouth, and his lips touched up and down: "Let's get married." ” Bo Qichen: "" "No, you" I don't know how long it took for Bo Qichen to find his voice, he was a little dazed, he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Yan Yanqi raising his hand.
Yan 7: "Don't say anything.
Just tell me what you think. ” Bo Qichen frowned, what did he think, of course he wanted to marry her, the kind he dreamed of.
But He does have a lot of concerns now.
When I used to hear the topic of marriage, I always found a bunch of reasons to avoid it.
Now it was his turn to refuse.
Bo Qichen took a deep breath, his expression was a little tangled, and it took a long time for him to organize his language: "I really want to marry you, but you don't have a memory now, and getting married now is not responsible for you, and I also have regrets."
After all, in her memory, there was no time for the two of them.
It's a shame indeed.
Hearing this, Yan Yanqi frowned, thought for a while, and nodded approvingly, "Forget it."
"He actually has a point.
She has no memory, which is equivalent to marrying a stranger who has just met for a few days, and it may be a little difficult in her heart.
But just now, she did have this impulse, the urge to marry him.
Especially since she had also seen his wedding drawings, she could also associate that picture in her mind.
At the same time, she also wanted to be responsible for him when she proposed marriage, which was a compensation, after all, he had waited for so many years.
After that, the lunch for two people was very quiet.
During this period, no one said a word to each other, and the atmosphere was very awkward.
In the afternoon, I went back to Mansion No. 7, and sat boredly on the sofa in the hall, holding my mobile phone and not knowing what to do.
After hesitating, she called Yan An.
"Are you busy?"
Yan An laughed, and while packing up the textbook, he replied gently: "Just got out of class.
What's wrong?"
Yan Yanqi's incomprehensible eyebrows: "Hmm" "Now I'm a teacher at a university."
Yan An explained.
"That's right.
When are you going to get off work?"
Holding the textbook, Yan An raised his wrist and glanced at the time, and his voice was slow: "Well, there will probably be an open class, and I will go back at about five o'clock."
Yan Yanqi fell on the sofa with a pillow in his arms, and said in despair: "Ah, I'm so bored.
I want you to pick me up and go to the headquarters to play. ” "If you're really bored, you can come and listen to my lectures."
Yan An joked.
Yan Yanqi hurriedly sat up and nodded in agreement: "Okay, okay":