ATBLM [QT] Chapter 137.2

Jiang Rui glanced at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree above her head, “We both smell the same. You picked so many sweet-scented osmanthus trees before, so it should smell better than me.”

“It doesn’t matter, I can’t smell mine. Baby, you just smell good.” Someone said childishly and unreasonably.

Jiang Rui was too lazy to talk to him.

Today is the beginning of the month of the lunar calendar, and the moon has already set. After the night falls, countless stars shine in the sky, like many diamonds scattered in a dark blue tray, beautiful and quiet.

“Next week the orchestra will go on a tour in Europe. You can’t follow me anymore. Do you hear me?” Jiang Rui said.

Xing Yan tried to play dumb, “Next week? What a coincidence. The company is planning to open up the European market, so I have to go there then.”

Jiang Rui calmly took out her phone, “Really? Let me ask Xiao Lin.”

“Uh… Baby, I am the boss. What does Xiao Lin, an assistant, know?”

“Then, let me ask Uncle Xing?” Jiang Rui raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at him.

Xing Yan had no choice but to be defeated and said with a bitter face: “Baby, I can’t let you go.”

Jiang Rui was unmoved, “I only went for twenty days. You could still contact me by mobile phone every day, and it would pass quickly. Besides, you just left your company to Uncle Xing for more than a month and just took care of it for a while, but you are about to leave the stall and run around again. Uncle Xing is getting older, so you always have to think about him.”

Xing Yan curled his lips secretly. He didn’t think that his father was old at all. When he yelled at him and scolded him, he was more angry than anyone else. How could he have the self-consciousness of a retired man?

But he also felt that the little beauty had made up her mind this time, just not to let him follow. If he sneaked there again, he might make the person angry, so he had to agree pitifully, but he didn’t forget to ask for benefits. “Then, you have to make it up to me.”

Jiang Rui tilted her head and looked at him, “How to compensate?”

Xing Yan tapped his lips and smiled maliciously: “Collect some interest first and wait for you to come back from Europe to talk about the rest.”

Jiang Rui raised her head and glanced into the room. The lights in Nanny Xu’s room were on, and there were voices. She must be on the phone with her family. She wouldn’t be coming out in a short time.

As for Old Mr. Shen and Old Mrs. Shen, they had just left home not long ago and would not come back so soon. They were sure not to scare the elderly at home, so she reached over and kissed Xing Yan on the lips.

When she was about to leave, she realized that a hand had been wrapped around her waist. She raised her eyes and met Xing Yan’s gaze.

The light was dim, the faces of both of them were a little hazy, and their eyes became darker.

The hands around her waist slowly tightened, and Xing Yan stared at her intently as if he was sizing up his prey. Then, his arms suddenly exerted force, wrapped around her waist, lifted her up in the air, and placed her on his lap.

His movements were not rough, they could even be called gentle, but the kiss that fell was like a violent storm.

When he let go, Jiang Rui was panting a little, and Xing Yan’s breathing was even heavier. Their foreheads were pressed against each other, and their breaths gently hit each other’s face.

He looked at Jiang Rui’s glistening lips under the lamp and couldn’t help but lean over and bite her again. He said vaguely: “Baby, when do you think we can get married?”

Jiang Rui tilted her head back and put one hand against his pursuing lips and tongue before she had time to speak: “Are you proposing now?”

“Of course not. How can a proposal be so casual?” Xing Yan kissed the palm of her hands, “What kind of proposal ceremony do you like? How many people do you want to witness it? Would it be nice to cover the ground with roses? Maybe we can go to a European’s castle like others?”

Seeing that he was getting more and more exaggerated, Jiang Rui couldn’t help but interrupt, “Are you talking about a proposal ceremony or a wedding? When you propose, you go to the castle. Then, where do you go to get married? Heaven?”

Xing Yan smiled and said: “Baby, you really understand me, you know? When I hold you, I feel like I can go to heaven all the time.”

Jiang Rui casually rubbed his face with the palm of her hand, “Wake up quickly.”

“Don’t wake up,” Xing Yan opened his mouth and grabbed her hand. “When I wake up, I have to move bricks. In my dream, I can hold my wife in my arms and go to heaven.”

“Shameless.” Jiang Rui finally couldn’t help but chuckle.

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The author has something to say:

Tomorrow the Old Seven scenes are over! Then I thought about it for a day and finally figured out Old Eight.

Big Brother Eight: [Wheelchair Big Brother]

On the surface, he is a refined and ascetic gentleman, but secretly, he is the evil leader of the evil sect and the…little cook in his house.

Brother A: Hey, that girl, serve me tea.

Brother B: Niu, your father, Niu! That’s Madam!

PS: Old Eight is not lame, but he has to sit in a wheelchair… Well, it’s actually the author’s weird cuteness: p

Old Eight: [Smile]

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