Shumier felt even more aggrieved: "What do you mean is that surprise turns into shock?"

Zhen Lang: "To be honest, I did startle me, but after I recovered, there was a little more surprise."

Shuimi'er finally burst into tears and laughed: "Let's go, no matter how late it is, it's too late to take the bus."

Zhen Lang has not yet recovered from his great happiness: "Are you going together?"

Shuimi'er smiled playfully: "Unless you don't want to take me there."

Zhen Lang's feet did not move, and he continued to hug her, his voice choked: "I've thought about it."

Shuimi'er: "What are you thinking about?"

Zhen Lang: "Just give me the setting you have to consider for two weeks. I have figured it out and accept this setting."

Shuimi'er: "You can't make me happy after your brain is hot and you get hot, right?"

Zhen Lang: "No, you think so quickly, and I have to say a little bit that youth cannot withstand waste."

Shuimi'er: "Are you sure?"

Zhen Lang hugged her tighter: "I'm sure, when I enter my house, I'm yours."

Shuimi'er chuckled: "What are you saying? When you enter your house, shouldn't I become yours?"
Chapter completed!