Chapter 962: Cellist, do you try marriage 11

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"..." Bu Qingge heard it, his eyes widened involuntarily, the whole person was in amazement, as if he heard the most unlikely words.
"What did you say? Can you say it again?"
Yan Shengyi was not impatient, he repeated again: "Let's try marriage!"
The man didn't show much joy on his face, and his eyebrows weren't stained with tenderness. He looked cold, unapproachable, and fascinating, making him unconsciously want to approach him.
The existence of Yan Shengyi is itself a contradictory whole.
"Aren't you kidding me?" Even though he listened twice, Bu Qingge still didn't believe his ears, and he felt like he was wrong!
"Aren't you lying to me?"
"Do you think I'm kidding?" Yan Shengyi asked back.
"Not like."
"Aren't you kidding me about trial marriage before?"
Bu Qingge is not kidding, she shook her head quickly.
Still waiting for her to open her mouth to speak, Yan Shengyi rubbed his hand on her head and rubbed it a few times, lowering her voice: "Do you need to register with the Civil Affairs Bureau for trial marriage?"
"It doesn't seem to be necessary!"
"What about the trial marriage?"
"Cohabitation for two years before marriage!"
As soon as she opened her mouth, she wanted to take back her words!
can……
She looked up and saw Yan Shengyi's slightly smiling eyes.
In a flash, she understood what the words meant.
It is also clear that he has left an impression in his mind about the mistake he just made.
What Bu Qingge wants to explain.
Yan Shengyi walked beside her, holding her a little trembling hand tightly, holding tightly: "Do you want to live in my house or do you want to live in your house?"
In the words of the man, Qing Yan has a cold temperature.
Aftertaste carefully, but can feel his seriousness.
"Are you sure?" Bu Qingge still felt a little uneasy in her heart. She couldn't believe it. She could hear this from Yan Shengyi's mouth ...
"If I'm not sure, I won't say this to you." Yan Shengyi looked at her seriously, and a faint smile evoked in the corner of her mouth.
Inside the car, the breath of Yan Shengyi's body continued to spread, and she was tightly wrapped around her in an instant.
And his breath, his vitality, seemed to be flooded into her life from the future of a very actor at such an instant.
Such feelings made Bu Qingge's heart beat.
She took a sip of water and said seriously: "Do you want to live in my house?"
"Yes!" Yan Shengyi responded immediately.
"Then I will come to pick you up tomorrow!"
Yan Shengyi will move to the outside of the window, and put another hand on the door of the car: "It's better to hit the sun when you choose the day. Now you and I go to clean up. I will go directly to your house.
"So fast?" Bu Qingge was surprised.
She hasn't seen the original owner's house until now, and she doesn't understand the layout of that house at all.
If you take Yan Shengyi easily ...
The consequences can be imagined.
"Tomorrow! I haven't packed it up yet!" Bu Qingge closed his eyes and secretly decided in his heart that Love would go back immediately, staying up all night, and picking up everything that could not be shown to Yan Shengyi.
"There shouldn't be anything in your room ... anything that I can't see?"
Bu Qingge blushed: "No!"
"It seems to be true!"
"But I don't have a place where you live!"
"Isn't it a trial marriage? The two of us can sleep in a bed!"