Qin Yinong's heartbeat slowly accelerated, but his face remained silent and said lightly: "It's a lifelong event."

After she said that, her eyes locked tightly on the other party, trying to find clues in her expression. Tang Ruoyao calmly said "Oh" after hearing what she said, then lowered her eyelashes gently, not knowing what she was thinking.

Qin Yinong said, "Don't you usually say that?" Her throat tightened and continued, "There are such words when meeting between men and women, so don't..."

Qin Yinong stopped.

Don’t want anything? Don’t misunderstand? It’s not a misunderstanding, she just wants to marry her, or marry her.

After a while, Qin Yinong's voice dried up and continued the context: "Don't be nervous."

Tang Ruoyao nodded softly and never looked up.

Qin Yinong looked at her expression carefully, couldn't grasp the other party's intentions, and sat over and held Tang Ruoyao's hand. Tang Ruoyao's fingertips trembled slightly, slowly raised his eyes, and his clear eyes were staring at her softly, wanting to speak but stop.

"You..." Qin Yinong held her hand tightly and almost blurted out: Are you willing to marry me?

Tang Ruoyao's eyes depicted her face, deep eyes, high nose to rosy lips, and asked slowly: "What am I?"

The diamond ring was just a design drawing lying on the computer. Qin Yinong swallowed the words back and said freely: "What kind of dishes do your brother like to eat? I'll let Aunt Fang make it tomorrow."

“He is not picky about food.”

"There are always something you like, please ask him."

"……good."

Ning Ning kept secretly looking at the two of them. Tang Ruoyao slightly widened the distance and changed to sitting side by side. Qin Yinong held her hand without putting it in. He turned on his phone with the other hand and looked down at the novel.

Both of them were absent-minded.

Qin Yinong was simply thinking about when her diamond ring would be sent, and whether the rash proposal would scare Tang Ruoyao away.

Tang Ruoyao set his sights on Ningning. It was too long for a year, and Qin Yinong was planning their lifelong affairs. She needed to work harder here.

At night, Ning Ning went to read books after practicing calligraphy. Tang Ruoyao took the child's calligraphy book and picked up the pen several times. The lower lip was almost bitten through, and he was embarrassed to write those two words in it.

Including the time when Qin Yinong was hospitalized, she and Ningning had known each other for less than a month, and now she changed her words. Even her, an adult, felt it was difficult.

Seeing this, Qin Yinong paused his fingertips while flipping through the book and cast doubtful eyes.

Tang Ruoyao closed the cover of the pen, smiled generously at her, and said as if nothing had happened: "I'm checking Ningning's words."

But the auricle gradually became feverish.

Qin Yinong didn't think about it, and his lips bent slightly and patted the position beside him.

Tang Ruoyao glanced at the calligraphy practice book with a hesitant expression, and stood up from the ground and sat next to her. Qin Yinong put the book into her hand.

The family of three was nestled on the sofa and read intently, so quiet that they could hear the rustling sound of leaves outside the house shaking.

Time passes by minute by minute.

Crazy-

The pages of the book flipped quickly in the air and fell to the ground.

Qin Yinong was disturbed by the sound and turned his head to look at it. It turned out that Ning Ning had fallen asleep with her eyes closed. She didn't hold the comic book and fell off her hand.

The child was sleeping well but did not wake up. His closed eyes were covered with long thick eyelashes, and his little head was tilted little by little.

Qin Yinong was about to reach out to hug her, but Tang Ruoyao gently pulled her wrist and made a lip shaped: I'll do it.

Qin Yinong withdrew his hand.

Tang Ruoyao walked around the child's knee with one hand, wrapped the other hand around her back, held her head with a bent elbow, carefully carried Ningning, looked carefully at the road beneath her feet, and walked slowly towards Ningning's room.

Qin Yinong took two steps to open the door.

Tang Ruoyao put Ningning on the soft pink princess bed, bent down and kissed her gently, stood beside the bed for a while, and then took Qin Yinong's hand out.

As soon as Qin Yinong went out, she was hugged by Tang Ruoyao and her face buried in her neck.

Qin Yinong raised his hand and touched Tang Ruoyao's head, and couldn't help laughing. He was not unfamiliar with this kind of big dog-like intimacy. Tang Ruoyao was very mature in front of her most of the time, but for a few times, such as now, the feelings she gave her are also very novel and liked.

She suddenly remembered what Lin Ruohan said, "What did she say?" "The little puppy under the bed, the little wolf dog on the bed", which is quite consistent with Tang Ruoyao.

Tang Ruoyao's arm was relaxed, and Qin Yinong thought she was going to let go of herself. Who knew that her body lightened and her whole body was hanging in the air. Tang Ruoyao picked her up horizontally.

Qin Yinong swallowed the exclamation that surged to her throat in time, grabbed the collar of the clothes in front of her, and whispered: "What are you doing?"

Tang Ruoyao smiled and said, "Take you back to the room."

Qin Yinong turned his head to look at the stairs and insisted: "It's not safe, I'll walk by myself."

Tang Ruoyao was confident that he could carry her up, but he was afraid that he would fall to the stairs and put her down. She thought, why should he live in a villa? If he lived in their previous homes, she would be able to carry her to the bed.

On a night when they could do nothing, the two of them took a shower, and were not sleepy for the time being, just sat on the head of the bed and were chatting randomly.

Tang Ruoyao opened his tablet and logged into his work email, which contained a script sent by Mu Qingwu.

Qin Yinong is reading novels.

Tang Ruoyao closed the current page, glanced at her mobile phone screen, and asked, "Where did you see?"

Qin Yidandan said: "This chapter just confessed to each other."

Tang Ruoyao remembered the scene of Wen Shuxian rolling around on the dormitory bed whenever he saw this kind of plot, and his aunt smiled, and said with a smile: "Don't you feel it?"

"What do you feel?"

“It’s very sweet… or something.”

"Hmm?" Qin Yinong seemed to have not paid attention to what she said. She was not very good at using it in one's own way. She reads books and chats whenever she was chatting.

"Nothing." Tang Ruoyao came over and kissed the woman's smooth cheek, "Look."

Qin Yinong looked down carefully.

Before going to bed, Tang Ruoyao asked about her thoughts on the online novel "Lin Shilang Gu". Qin Yinong lazily nestled in her arms, her eyes half open, and she yawned, "The two protagonists often quarreled."

Tang Ruoyao: "Didn't you say you're together?"

Qin Yinong said: "I've been together, but I've just quarreled after I'm together."

Tang Ruoyao: “…”

Didn’t she ask Manjushen to recommend the sweet article? Or was this author named Xuanjian selling dog meat with a sheep’s head?

Qin Yinong thought for a while and smiled: "It's quite interesting."

Tang Ruoyao said: "That's good, go to bed, good night."

"Yeah." Qin Yinong adjusted to a comfortable sleeping position in her arms and said, "Good night."

She has been sleeping more and more recently, as if she had to make up for all the sleep she had lost in the past decade. She occasionally had nightmares at night. After waking up, she found that she was still sleeping in Tang Ruoyao's arms, so she could fall back.

The next morning, the two of them still got up at around 6 o'clock and went downstairs to exercise. Tang Ruoyao exercised. Qin Yinong looked at the smooth muscle lines of her arms and was a little envious. She would not be able to rehabilitate after at least half a month.

The piano sounds in the piano room next door rang out on time.

Tang Ruoyaojian finished taking a shower, dressed neatly out of the bathroom, and said while buttoning the collar: "Guan Han and I will pick up Tang Fei together? Guan Han hasn't set off, right?"

Tang Fei pretends to be mature and is only twelve or thirteen years old this year. She should be more thoughtful as a sister.

Qin Yinong called Guan Han and replied to her: "No, I'll ask her to come and pick you up."

After breakfast, Tang Ruoyao got into the driver's car and set off.

Qin Yinong watched her leave, and when he saw Aunt Fang, who had returned from buying vegetables from the supermarket, turned her eyes and Ji Shulan bent over and picked vegetables in the vegetable field.

Aunt Fang asked: "What do you call young master?"

Qin Yinong replied: "Tang Fei. Fei with great literary talent."

Aunt Fang couldn't read a lot. Qin Yinong was about to explain to her, but Ji Shulan was already telling her which "Fei" it was.

Just like that, Qin Yinong suddenly felt a little nervous after realizing it.

She looked down at her clothes, walked upstairs quickly, opened the wardrobe door, picked up the full-length mirror for half an hour, and even sat in front of the dressing mirror and drew a delicate light makeup.

Ningning was also taken by her and changed into a fairy-like white skirt, small leather shoes, beret, black hair and snow-skinned, and the little fairy is the fairy.

***

On the other side, the car stopped at the door of the building where Tang Fei lived, and the rear window lowered.

Tang Fei waved to her: "Sister!"

Tang Ruoyao looked at the pile of gifts from the hills piled under Tang Fei's feet: "..."

The driver opened the trunk and moved the gift in. Tang Fei and he were busy with him. After finishing their work, they thanked him and sat in the back seat.

Tang Fei laughed: "Didn't you tell Sister Guan Han to pick me up? Why did you come in person?"

Tang Ruoyao raised his hand and rubbed the boy's short hair, and said with a smile: "Sister wants to see you soon."

The boy was in an awkward stage of becoming an adult, so Tang Fei shook his arms and felt goosebumps: "Wow, you're so numb after you fall in love." The white ears under the short black hair became warm quietly.

Tang Ruoyao bounced his forehead with his finger.

Tang Fei laughed.

He hadn't seen Tang Ruoyao for a long time, and he couldn't say anything stingy about whether he wanted to or not, so he said that his new life in school was the Mediterranean, and his Chinese teacher told them a new story every day. His English teacher had a very standard accent, and he was a doctor who came back from studying abroad...and so on.
To be continued...