I want to marry you, and I am obviously a person who is not interested, romantic, and never creates atmosphere. How can I remember the anniversary of being together?

She felt a little surprised, but a little panic, and a lot of anger and all kinds of emotions were entangled. She had no idea what to react for a while, but just held the pillow and didn't say anything.

"Do you want to try it?" Yingche took the spoon and handed the cake to her.

Jingxing took a look at the cake with a tempting and fragrant color, but suddenly turned his head away: "I don't want to eat someone's soft mouth!"

After hearing this, Yingche suddenly put the cake on the table, then freed up her hand, held Jingxing's face and kissed her heavily.

"Um--" Jingxing was shocked and immediately resisted with his hands and feet.

Yingche ignored her struggle, hugged her and kissed her for a while, then let go, and said in a deep voice: "Will you keep talking nonsense?"

"You-" Jingxing just felt angry, "Yes, I'm stubborn, I can't compare to you!"

Yingche heard this and paused for a while before saying, "I have too soft hearts and haven't checked how to do it yet. I'll do it for you when I have time another day."

Jingxing was stunned when he heard this. After a while, he realized that he was pretending to be stupid. He felt angry and funny. He struggled strongly in his heart for a while, and finally couldn't help but pick up the pillow and smash it hard on him twice.

Seeing that she was willing to make her temper come out, Yingche felt relieved and reached out to hug her. Jingxing hit him hard a few more times, and finally leaned into his arms.

But she still felt a little aggrieved and unwilling to accept it, and couldn't help but sniff: "You don't feel sorry for me..."

Yingche did not make any argument after hearing this, but just lowered her head and kissed her gently.

Jingxing was still a little stiff, but this stiffness lasted for a moment, but soon became obedient again.

After all, the cold war between the two was almost the worst this time, even worse than the last time he was angry that she had aborted the child without saying a word, because the word "breakup" appeared between the two people for the first time. Although she said it when she was drunk and sad, it really shocked both of them.

Therefore, the kiss between the two people at this moment also became particularly lingering, with lips and tongue entangled, and breathing blended.

It was the time of deep love, but a "bang" suddenly came from the door, shocking the long-lost sweetness.

Jingxing was shocked and quickly pushed him away and looked at the door. Two seconds later, he saw Yinglan walking in as he listened to the phone. It was obvious that the sound just now was the sound of the second young master kicking the door open.

Jingxing quickly moved away from Yingche calmly, and at the same time picked up the food he had not finished before to cover up his embarrassment.

Yingche looked at her brother and looked bad.

However, the second young master just waved his hand and greeted them casually, then sat on the sofa next to him, put his legs on the coffee table, and said impatiently to the person on the other end of the phone: "Didn't you say you want to accompany your family this weekend? Then what do you want? Leave my parents behind and accompany you on a trip?... Of course, family members are ranked first. I am more important than your parents in your heart?"

Yingche's face became heavier and heavier when he heard the content of his phone call, while Jingxing was a little stunned.

"What?" Yinglan suddenly laughed twice, then said, "I value filial piety very much. How can you like a woman who is not filial to her parents? You should wait until your parents have the same status as me in your mind."

After saying this, Yinglan hung up the phone, then threw his phone aside, muttering: "Annoyed!"

Jingxing unknowingly put down the dishes and chopsticks, looked at Yinglan and said, "Who are you talking to? You're so angry?"

"Woman!" Yinglan reached out and patted his forehead, "What an annoying animal!"

After hearing this, Jingxing became obviously unhappy: "Are you in love? Hello, I heard that you are only in the first year of high school this year?"

Yinglan heard this and laughed out loud: "Sister, love is not about age."

Jingxing choked and then said, "Then why are you so fierce to other girls?"

When Yinglan heard this, she glanced at her phone and sneered: "This kind of woman is not at all reserved, and she can't drive away no matter how she gets wrapped up. Her hair is long and her knowledge is short, and her intelligence is like not fully developed. A man can just give her a little gift, a few flowers or a cake, and she can make her happy like an idiot. She can't get rid of it when she is summoned. What is there to like for such a woman?"

While shocked by Ying Lan's typical playboy remarks, Jingxing had another thought in his mind and looked at the cake on the table in a daze.

If she remembered correctly, when she saw the cake, her whole eyes seemed to be lit. So, in the eyes of the man who gave her cake, she was just an idiot who had not developed his intelligence and could be happy with just a cake?

Thinking of this, she suddenly glanced at Yingche.

Yingche knew that when she looked at the cake, she knew that she would have a mess of thoughts. When she saw her looking over, she knew that she had guessed correctly, and her eyes became a little darker again.

Seeing Jingxing's face becoming very ugly, Yinglan thought that she was talking too broadly and surrounded her, so she hurriedly said, "Sister, I'm not talking about you. You and our mother are definitely exceptions in my mind!"

"Damn it!" Jingxing said in a restrained manner, then stood up and walked out, "I made an appointment with a classmate to sing K and leave first."

"Go to sing k again?" Yinglan shouted behind her, "Did you forget that you were hospitalized on KTV last time?"

"Shut up!" Jingxing was so angry that he felt very angry, "Unless you want me to tell my parents what you said today!"

After saying that, Jingxing went out directly.

"Shut up, just shut up." Yinglan shrugged, and then he saw a cake on the coffee table in front of him. He happened to feel a little hungry, so he picked up the cake, "Why don't you eat it after buying the cake?"

After saying that, he sent a spoonful of cake into his mouth, but just after he tasted the taste of the cake, he spit out with a "pop" and shouted: "Where is this where I bought the ghost cake? It's so sweet, so terrible, so terrible!"

On the sofa opposite him, Yingche finally slowly stood up and began to roll up her sleeves.

When Yinglan noticed it, his face immediately changed: "Boss, what do you want to do? I didn't ask you!"

Yingche heard this and curled her lips lightly: "It's nothing, just teach her son a lesson for her parents."

Immediately, there were waves of terrifying screams in the living room of the Song family's mansion...

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Jingxing actually didn't ask his classmates to sing, but was stimulated by what Yinglan said. His mood, which had already improved, became worse again, and temporarily dragged Yan Luo out to accompany him.

Yan Luo accompanied Jingxing for a few hours shopping and fought hard, and finally sold Jingxing without any mercy when both of them were about to walk.

So before the two left the mall, there appeared a car and a person she didn't want to see very much, while Yan Luo turned around and jumped into a taxi and ran away.

Jingxing's legs were broken when he was shopping. He couldn't run away now, so he simply threw the things on his hands on the ground, picked up his arms and looked at him: "What are you here? Jun Endan came to summon me?"

She still remembered Ying Lan's words, and Ying Che suddenly felt that she had done too lightly before.

But at this moment, facing her angry look, he could only temporarily put aside the thoughts about Yinglan and looked at her and said, "I made that cake myself, the first time I made it."

"So what? In short, you just ignore me when you don't want to pay attention to me. Wait for me to take the initiative to find you. If you are in a good mood, just pay attention to me if you are in a bad mood, don't care about me!" Jingxing accused him of his crime angrily, "If I turn back, if you are angry, you will just use some tricks, I will obey you again, right? That's what you think?"

"No." Yingche looked at her quietly and replied in a deep voice.

"No? Do you dare to say no?" Jingxing stomped his feet in anger, "You did this from beginning to end! You dare to say no!"

"I want to marry you."

Jingxing's words were agitated and chaotic and angry accusations, and he suddenly said this quietly.

Jingxing was already holding his breath to vent, but when he said this, she suddenly became stunned and became dumbfounded.

The night wind was gentle, and it seemed that the sound of the wind was everywhere in her ears. The wind was so loud that she didn't know if the sentence just now was an illusion she had heard it wrong.

But if it was an illusion, what happened to him taking out the box from his coat pocket?

Yingche slowly walked to her and then slowly opened the box.

A diamond ring stood quietly in the blue velvet box, with a thin platinum ring inlaid with a pink diamond on it. It was not big, but it was transparent and pure, flashing with a moving light.

At that moment, Jingxing felt that his breathing had stopped.

Marriage, diamond rings... these were originally out of reach in her mind, but when they suddenly appeared in front of her, she actually had the urge to cry.

This is a marriage proposal! In addition to getting married, the happiest thing for a woman in her life is the moment she is proposed, right?

She never thought that this moment would come so early and was caught off guard, but she was also moved by Ruos.

Seeing that she hadn't responded for a long time, Yingche was about to say something, but Jingxing suddenly reached out and hugged him tightly, buried him in front of his chest and sobbed gently.

Yingche immediately reached out and carried her into her arms.

I originally wanted to say whether I had to kneel down on one knee, but now it seems that I don't need it anymore...

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In the dim and hazy bedroom, from the door to the edge of the bed were mixed clothes for men and women, and on the big bed were two young bodies with intense entanglements, accompanied by panting and moaning, and the ambiguous passion made people feel rippling.

It took about an hour before the passion in the room gradually subsided.

Jingxing lay on Yingche's chest, stretched out his hand to look at the diamond ring on his ring finger, his eyes full of satisfaction.

"Did you secretly measure my fingers?" She suddenly turned her body and looked at him, presenting the ring in front of him, "Otherwise, how could it be the same size?"

Yingche did not answer, but just held her hand and put it on her lips, and kissed her gently.

Jingxing immediately retracted his hand and said, "This one is for a proposal. I will want a bigger and more beautiful one when I get married, which is even more beautiful than the pigeon egg my father gave to my mother!"

Yingche lay there, looking at the sweet and satisfied expression on her face, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "I'm afraid I'll have to wait two more years. The one in your hand has already ruined me."

"What are you doing?" She immediately pouted, "You can't bear to leave?"

After saying that, she reached out to pinch the back of his hand, but he suddenly "hissed" and frowned slightly and took a breath of cold air.

Jingxing was obviously very light in his attack, but he was immediately startled when he saw that he had reacted: "What's wrong?"

When I dragged his hand out and looked, I realized that his wrist was blue and I hadn't noticed it at all before.

"How did this happen?" Jingxing asked in confusion, "I didn't do it, right?"

"I was injured when I beat someone up." Ying Cheyun said lightly.

Jingxing reacted as soon as he heard this: "Yinglan?"

Yingche nodded lightly.

Speaking of which, Jingxing couldn't help but think of his remarks again. He couldn't help frowning and lay on Yingche's chest to study with him: "He is only fifteen years old this year, how could he have such a playboy idea?"

Yingche listened and looked slightly sank: "Have you ever heard of his ideal?"

As soon as he said Jingxing, he remembered: "Be a prodigal son for life?"
To be continued...