【Shi Yin: Huh?】

[Fang Shu: Didn’t you say that he is chasing you, are you ready to agree? Don’t think about it so much, just your truest thoughts, do you want to or don’t you want to? 】

Shi Yin fell silent.

think.

Of course she does.

When I didn't meet him again, I felt like I had given up.

After meeting again, you will find that it still doesn't seem to be working.

No matter how determined you are, it can't be compared to Gu Congli.

Shi Yin even felt that once again.

Once again, the shattered bottom line in her heart may be completely broken by him.

Shi Yin changed into a sweater and long skirt, and went out to have morning tea with Gu Congli.

Before eleven o'clock, it was the hottest time of the day. The sky was light and I didn't feel cold even if I didn't wear a coat.

But today is a working day.

The two of them were sitting in a tea restaurant. Shi Yin had not drank any water until now. He was so hungry that he devoured a portion of rice rolls before he felt relieved and could eat at a normal speed.

The two of them were sitting by the window, with their long hair tied up with a hairband and chewing ribs: "Editor-in-Chief, aren't you going to work today?"

Gu Congli put another piece on her plate: "Taking care of my author is also work."

Shi Yin almost choked.

She poked the ribs on the plate: "Editor-in-Chief, I'm only twenty-three years old..."

Gu Congli tilted his head: "Huh?"

Shi Yin blushed: "I don't want to get married..."

"..."

Gu Congli paused and said calmly: "Then we won't get married."

It doesn't matter if you don't get married, don't have children, or give him nothing.

She doesn't need anything else, as long as she is Shi Yin, everything is enough.

Shi Yin murmured: "But you are already thirty, and your family members..."

"..."

"Twenty-nine," Gu Congli said persistently, "My family doesn't care about me, and my grandma likes you very much."

Shi Yin thought of the trendy old lady at the gym.

She lowered her head and mechanically placed her chopsticks on the plate, poking holes one after another into the steamed pork ribs inside.

Gu Congli looked straight at her, his light brown eyes appearing even paler in the sunlight, and patiently asked softly: "Want to try? I can do housework and cook."

He paused, leaned forward slightly, proposed what he thought was the most attractive condition for her, and whispered to seduce her, "I can also help you paint."

The author has something to say: Gu Congli: You can only rely on this professional skill to get a wife.

It’s so real that our Ah Li is so pitiful.

Thanks to Xianyu Zening for thinking about it x2, third person x2, fattyfairy, Shao Si·, late night w, it’s Tao Zi, the name of the disease is day, blame, Su Anyan, 26037243, Jiang sister, kyou, zhanse, guagua, yee,
Chapter completed!