I don't want to live again

Chapter 65 065 Ring
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Song Qingcheng sat at the table with Wanwan and had a meal.

She changed her clothes, a white vest with a pair of shorts, her long legs were placed on Song Qingcheng's lap, her feet were tense, and she pinched playfully with her toes a few times on his leg.

Song Qingcheng lowered his head and saw that her toenails were painted with light purple nail polish, which was very delicate.

"Don't you like it? I chose the purple one. You see, the fingernails are also this color." Wanwan stretched out her hands and handed them to him.

His fingers were slender and white, he bowed his head and kissed her, holding her in his arms.

"Ah... Take it easy, it's still not good." Wanwan said angrily, sat on his lap, twisted her body slightly, and adjusted her posture.

Song Qingcheng leaned in and kissed her lips twice, and Wanwan responded.

There were six dishes on the table, served with rice, and the two of them ate one after another. It took an hour to finish each meal, and it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon.

"Wanwan, I prepared a gift for you." Song Qingcheng said softly, and put her on the chair gently, then got up to get a box.

Handing the box to Wanwan, Wanwan opened with the corner of her mouth hooked, and there was a ring inside, she was startled.

It was a beautiful ring, set in white gold with a sapphire surrounded by diamonds.

"Husband, so beautiful." Wanwan was very happy, her eyes fell on Song Qingcheng's face, with a bit of strangeness.

Song Qingcheng smiled slightly, took out the ring, put it on her left middle finger, and said softly: "Just like it."

He bought the ring specially, and only bought one for the time being. After all, he has a long relationship with Wan Wan, so he must give her something personal.

As for Xie Fangfei, he hasn't reached that point yet, he also prepared a gift for her, but it won't be a ring.

Wei Shiding has already delivered the necklace, so there is no need to give it away for now.

In this life, his first woman is Wan Wan, the past of the previous life seems to fade away, he can't think of Chen Fala anymore, no matter how she escapes, it has nothing to do with him.

Wanwan looked at the ring, hooked the corner of her mouth, and said softly: "Honey, is this an engagement?"

"Forget it!" Song Qingcheng nodded, then thought for a while and said: "If you need it, I can visit your house during the Chinese New Year. You are from Yangnan, and you are not far away anyway."

Wanwan stuck out his tongue, hooked his neck and said: "Okay, then it's settled, you can make arrangements for Chinese New Year, go home with me once, and get to know my parents.

I already know Aunt Yu, and Uncle Song is also very kind to me, so you also come to meet my family, lest they see me wearing such a ring, I don't know how to explain it. "

"Then you can take it down and put it away." Song Qingcheng glanced at her.

Wanwan shook her head and proudly said: "I don't want it! I want to wear it all the time, so that others won't chase me, and won't harass me anymore, because I have a man.

By the way, husband, why don't you live in the dormitory?Are you having a bad relationship with your roommate?Or is it a room specially opened for waiting for me? "

"No, this is the long-term private room I booked. Someone in the dormitory is sleeping and snoring, and the lights are turned off early. I have a lot to do, so it's not convenient."

Song Qingcheng said softly, and then changed the topic: "I must make more money, so I can support you in the future."

"Then don't work too hard, when I become an official host, I will also make money... By the way, if you help me plan the show, you will have to charge a planning fee.

And you should not sell the copyright, you should hold it in your own hands. If other countries want to buy copyright in the future, they will buy it from you.

If you do this, the TV station may not agree, but you can buy shares, even if you get 10% of the income, it is good. "

Wanwan said seriously, and Song Qingcheng smiled: "Then you will hold this part of the proceeds, and I will not participate."

"Okay, then I'll talk to the TV station first, and I'll just transfer the money to you later. From now on, our family will be a husband and wife." Wanwan nodded seriously, looking carefree.

Song Qingcheng joked: "Is this a couple?"

"Of course... What is it if it's not a couple? You gave me a ring. Anyway, if you don't admit it in the future, I will complain to Aunt Yu.

Aunt Yu must support me. She said that if you dare to bully me in the future, she will scold you. And Uncle Song, he also supports me. "

Wanwan had a straight face, but she laughed as she spoke, very bright.

Song Qingcheng hugged her waist: "I will sue my mother-in-law for this!"

"Then in the Song family, compared to you, I'm an outsider. I have to find my parents-in-law to help me uphold justice. Anyway, I didn't make a mistake. If you bully me, what can I do?"

Wanwan twisted his arm, softly, Song Qingcheng whispered in her ear: "Why, you don't want to be bullied by me?"

"I think...but what if you don't want me?" Wanwan looked at him.

Song Qingcheng's heart warmed, and he hugged her tightly: "No, I can't bear it, Wanwan is a good girl, and it's the bowl I eat all my life, what would I eat if I don't want it?"

"Husband, let's sleep for a while, we're exhausted." Wanwan finally became happy and beamed with joy.

He carried her to the bed, and glanced at the side again. The bed was stained with red plums, and her face turned red again.

When she fell asleep, he started writing the program planning book.

This year, neither "The Voice" nor "Running Man" exists. If he writes it down, the copyright will be his.

The plan was written in two days, and Wanwan didn't even think about going out to play, so she stayed in the hotel with him. On the third day, her body finally recovered a little, and the pain was no longer so painful.

Even walking was not inconvenient. During these two days, Song Qingcheng did nothing, just sleeping with her in his arms.

Many people have said that feelings are actually born out of sleep, and there is still some truth to this statement.

When sleeping, I saw each other's original appearance, without any concealment, if we can accept each other, then we will form a bond.

Song Qingcheng printed out the written planning book, and the hotel has this kind of service, saving him the trouble of going outside to find a printing agency.

When the lanterns first come on, Wanwan wakes up from sleep.

When Song Qingcheng returned to the room, her short hair was loose in a fluffy way, covering her face, and her little feet were stretched out from under the quilt, showing a tinge of light purple, very lazy.

"Are you up?" Song Qingcheng smiled, walked to her and sat down.

Wanwan raised her head, leaned on his lap, and said softly: "How can I sleep like this these two days?"

"Are you too tired from Xianshui?" Song Qingcheng put his hand between her hair, gently stroking the soft hair.

Wanwan shook her head: "Tired is very tired, but I can't sleep that much in Xianshui. Husband, do you think I will have a baby? Before you were..."

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