Gong Shao proposed again today

Chapter 573 I still like you very much, even in this life, there will be no period in the future (1) Ask for a monthly ticket
"Pregnant women just need to eat more."

"False, just eat the same as usual!"

Of course he knew, he was just afraid that the child would take away all his nutrition and make her hungry.

Sheng Qianxia walked to the nearby bookstore, picked up a collection of poems, and handed it to Gong Beiyao, "Gong Beiyao, you have such a nice voice, can you read it to me?"

Gong Beiyao took a look at the collection of poems she handed over, the page she turned over casually, the one she recited on the official broadcast.

"...You idiot, many people are watching."

"Then do you read it or not?" Sheng Qianxia pouted her lips, "I just think that you must read it better than the radio!"

"Cut, why should I read it?" Gong Beiyao pulled through the poetry collection and glanced at it.

Sheng Qianxia stepped forward to leave in disappointment, but heard his voice behind her...

"I still like you very much, like the love poem I sent you yesterday, which is not satisfactory."

"I still like you very much, like an old opera in the old city, with soft words."

Sheng Qianxia's footsteps froze immediately.

Behind him, he continued to read:

"I still like you very much, like starlight falling into the eyes, fireworks wantonly."

"I still like you very much, like a phoenix laying down the last stroke, lovesickness becomes sick."

A long pain passed through Sheng Qianxia's heart, tears kept swirling in her eyes, she held her breath forcefully, trying to force the tears back.

Finally, after blinking hard for a long time, her eyes regained clarity, she turned around and looked at him...

Gong Beiyao was holding a collection of poems in his hand, and there were many books on the bookshelf behind him, and his back gave him a bookish look.

The myth that the once rebellious boy finally became a counterattacking schoolmaster in A for many years is still talked about by people.

She never knew that the way he read poems was so exciting.

There were already crowds around him, they didn't dare to approach him, they were afraid of disturbing him, and they refused to disperse, attracted by him, they surrounded him not far away, holding their breath.

Only she stood in front of him, looking at him.

The boy in the amazing time, the boy in the gentle years, has always been him, only him.

It seems that there is only him in youth, and it seems that there is only him in life.

The poems came out of his mouth, like a beautiful movement, bypassing the air, scattered in the sky, stretching to the tip of her heart...

"I still like you very much, like stratus clouds condensed into words, bit by bit."

"I still like you very much, like stars twinkling in the night sky, neon blurred."

"I still like you very much, like laurel leaves falling in the wind, crushed into mud."

"I still like you very much, like raindrops falling on green moss and red mud, soft and dispersed."

……

"I still like you very much, the willows move and the cicadas sing, the sunset tide, I can't help myself."

……

Sheng Qianxia's eye sockets were warm...

Surrounded by amazement, he tried his best to suppress his voice for fear of disturbing him.

Gong Beiyao looked at Sheng Qianxia as if he had glanced at him for thousands of years.

At this moment, Gong Beiyao's cell phone rang.

"I'll answer the phone first." Gong Beiyao said to her.

"Huh? What's the matter? Okay, I'll be there right away." After talking to the phone for a while, Gong Beiyao hung up and said to Sheng Qianxia, ​​"Qianqian, there is something wrong with the details of the wedding, I have to go have a look."

Because, I want to give her the grandest and most beautiful wedding.

So, every detail has to be done by hand.

There is no room for a little error.

"Gong Beiyao, don't worry about the wedding, let's walk through this street first, okay?"

Sheng Qianxia looked ahead, it was about to come to an end.

She thought that time could stay longer.

Even if it's just her forever...

(End of this chapter)