Nan Yanyan is very attractive to him.
But he couldn't touch her because he couldn't give Nan Yanyan what she wanted.
Nan Yanyan moved her lips, wanting to say that she could accept premarital sex, but when she met Valiant's extremely serious eyes, she felt the joy of being cherished. Nan Yanyan sighed, "Then when will you want to marry me?"
Valan was silent.
Nan Yanyan sneered, "If you don't want to marry me and you don't dare touch me, then what's the point of staying together? Little Prince, I'm not interested in platonic love. I'm just an ordinary person with all kinds of desires."
She rested her chin on Valjean's shoulder, winked playfully, and said the cruelest words, "Little Prince, you are out."
She doesn't want this relationship anymore!
Jean clenched his fingers.
He rolled his eyes slightly, and after a moment, he said, "You can't confess to me if you want to date me, and you can't break up with me just because you're bored." That doesn't make sense.
Nan Yanyan was shocked. "Then what do you want?"
Arjan said, "I don't want to break up."
"But I don't want to live a life without sex and love."
She is not a nun!
Valan was confused for a few seconds before he said, "If we don't get married, does that mean we can only break up?"
Nan Yanyan said, "Any relationship that is not aimed at marriage is hooliganism and taking advantage." She crossed her legs and opened the drawer of the bedside table to look for cigarettes.
After searching around, I realized that she had thrown away all the cigarettes a long time ago.
She had no cigarettes, so she could only put her fingers in her mouth and bite them gently.
Arang stared at her biting her fingers because she was addicted to smoking, and couldn't help but pull out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Nan Yanyan. Nan Yanyan stared at the cigarette on his fingers and sneered, "Other people are trying to persuade their girlfriends to quit smoking, what's wrong with you?"
Valan: "I can't bear to see you eating yourself in such distress."
Nan Yanyan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, but in the end she didn't take the cigarette.
She wanted to quit smoking, be healthy, and live longer. She stared at the man next to her, with a luxurious thought in her mind: she wanted to live a healthy life with her takeout prince.
Valan put the cigarette box back into his pocket, stood up and said, "I don't agree with breaking up, but as for marriage... I can consider it." After that, he left.
Nan Yanyan leaned against the sofa, staring at the closed door, and then at the set box on the table in a daze.
Quite interesting.
The Little Prince is indeed the Little Prince, so proud!
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Di Rongrong was hospitalized for observation for three days. Both mother and daughter were allowed to be discharged as there were no problems.
When Song Ci and Han Zhan brought their daughters to the Shen family, Shen Yubei was making soup for Di Rongrong in the kitchen. Shen Yubei's hands were used to play the violin, and he rarely cooked in his life.
Song Ci was surprised to see her teacher stewing soup. "Teacher, why are you cooking?"
Shen Yubei took two slices of apple flesh from the small bowl and gave them to Miaomiao and Junjun. The little ones took the apples and said thank you very well, "Thank you, Master."
"good."
Song Ci placed the child at Han Zhan's feet and said to him, "Han Zhan, take the children to the living room to play. I'll talk to the teacher for a while."
"Um."
Song Ci opened the lid of the stew pot and was greeted by the aroma of chicken. She was a little surprised, "I didn't realize the teacher was such a good cook."
Shen Yubei said: “During the years when you were away, I learned how to cook from the chef.”
"Huh? Why are you learning this?"
Shen Yubei lowered his eyes and looked at the chicken, murmuring: "I never thought I could really marry your master's wife. I planned to live alone for the rest of my life. I thought that when the housekeeper gets old and leaves, there will always be a time when I need to cook by myself, so I went to learn..."
Song Ci didn't expect the truth to be like this.
She put down the pot lid, took a piece of apple from the bowl, and said, "I'm going upstairs to see the master's wife and the baby."
"Take the apple up to your godmother!"
"good."
Song Ci carried the apple upstairs to the master bedroom.
The bed in the master bedroom was next to the crib, where Di Rongrong had placed the child. He was awake and kicking his legs. The weather had warmed up, and the baby was wearing only a close-fitting monk's robe and a small blanket.
She didn't cry when she woke up, but moved around with her hands and feet dancing. She might be hungry, so she made some whining sounds. Di Rongrong was probably too tired from taking care of the child, so she didn't wake her when the child woke up.
Song Ci walked to the bedside and stared at the little girl. She found that in just three or four days, the little girl's facial features had opened up a lot. Her eyes were especially like her mother's, round and big.
Song Ci put down the bowl in her hand, bent down and picked up the baby.
At this time, Di Rongrong finally woke up. She thought it was Shen Yubei holding the child, and when she opened her eyes and saw Song Ci, she was startled. "It's Song Ci." Di Rongrong slowly sat up, leaned against the pillow, stared at Song Ci for a long time, and suddenly said: "You are a little darker."
Song Ci couldn't help but complain: "I'm in the Mo tribe, running around in the medicinal fields all day long, how can I not get tanned?"
The baby didn't smell the milky fragrance on Song Ci, so she became very impatient and began to cry as pitifully as a cat.
Di Rongrong felt sad when she heard the baby crying, "Give her to me, it's time for her to feed."
"Okay." Song Ci carefully returned the baby to Di Rongrong.
Di Rongrong was a mother for the second time and was very patient. She spoke softly to her children no matter how much they cried. Song Ci thought back to when she first became a mother. At that time, she was overwhelmed by the crying of her two children and she couldn't help but lose her temper when the children were noisy and didn't sleep at night.
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