Although the manor nominally belonged to Tong Zhao, neither of them really knew the structure of the manor. They wandered around inside together and eventually arrived at the lounge where they had met for the first time.
This is the part that Shan Song specifically requested be preserved; the rest room's furnishings are exactly the same as they were at the time.
Tong Zhao felt as if he had returned to the scene when he nervously pushed open the door that day. He sat down in the spot where he had been waiting and looked up at Shan Song with a touch of nostalgia.
Dan Song was not far from him, and he smiled very gently.
“You had a stern face at the time,” Tong Zhao added. “It was intentional.”
Shan Song's smile widened slightly, and he half-knelt down to pinch Tong Zhao's cheek: "You're holding a grudge again."
He is not, he did not.
Tong Zhao's eyes darted around as she looked left and right, feeling as if something was missing. Just then, something hard was shoved into her hand.
Tong Zhao paused for a moment, then unfolded the long-unseen note.
This time, however, a ring-shaped object suddenly fell out of the little note.
Tong Zhao clenched her fist, opened her palm, and met Shan Song's smiling eyes.
The note bore a familiar handwriting: "[The engagement ring hasn't been sent to Zhaozhao yet. —Shansong]"
No wonder he was kneeling, Tong Zhao thought.
Shan Song put the ring on Tong Zhao's finger, the size of which fit Tong Zhao's middle finger perfectly, and gently kissed Tong Zhao's hand.
That's kind of romantic.
Good grief, let me act in two episodes.
[Is this really the first place they've ever seen? I find it hard to believe.]
[Shan Song is really good at this; he must have prepared this a long time ago, right?]
It wouldn't be right not to interact today, would it?
Shan Song gently wiped Tong Zhao's moist eyes with his thumb, then straightened up and pulled her into his arms.
"Now you can forget about how fierce you were before, right?" Shan Song teased him.
Tong Zhao couldn't help but curve her lips slightly, nodding vigorously as she touched Shan Song's face: "Not fierce at all."
Dan Song raised an eyebrow slightly: "There's no need to learn from Brother Rong."
"What should we learn?"
"You're lying through your teeth."
Tong Zhao laughed out loud this time. The argument between the two of them this morning was really childish, but the word "well-behaved" really doesn't fit A-Li at all... right?
Tong Zhao was in a bad mood. She stood up, snuggled into Shan Song's arms, and looked up at him, saying, "Let's go see some other places."
"Okay." Shan Song adjusted the position of the gimbal, paused when he turned his head, and aimed the gimbal at the two people's clasped hands. The ring on their hands reflected a dazzling light, causing the live broadcast room to fall silent for a moment.
Tong Zhao noticed his little gesture, her lips twitched, and she tilted her head to chuckle for a moment.
Before Shan Song could speak, he raised his hands, fingers interlaced, and asked, "Want to interact with them?"
Shan Song raised an eyebrow: "Zhao Zhao understands me best."
[With whom? With us?]
He's about to start showing off again.
[Who just said, "My wish has come true"?]
Suddenly I don't really feel like interacting anymore.
[We saw the ring! Really! (Loudly)]
Shan Song isn't a very talkative person, but when he talked to netizens about how they first met, he actually became quite talkative.
This was actually planned yesterday. Because Geng Keli made two moves on the first day, Shan Song was worried that the plan would change, so he decided to clarify the plan in advance.
They originally planned to wait until the show was at least halfway through, but the netizens' reaction last night was better than expected. After discussing with Qi Changzhou, they decided to have Qi Changzhou hire some online trolls to fuel the public opinion, while Shan Song would maintain his current persona and first instill some information about their acquaintance and friendship in the audience, laying the groundwork for clarification.
Although she knew what he was going to say, Tong Zhao couldn't help but be moved by Shan Song's description. So this was Shan Song's perspective. What a hothead, the damsel in distress rescue, the vulgarity is the elegance... Tong Zhao was both amused and exasperated.
Ignoring what Shan Song said, Tong Zhao slightly raised her head and stared at his smooth jawline, a ripple of what could be called admiration slowly spreading in her eyes.
Don't tell us, your wife's eyes are practically drooling with envy!
When Shan Song saw the reminder, he looked down. Before Tong Zhao could look away, Shan Song's eyes darkened instantly, and he reached out to cover Tong Zhao's eyes.
Tong Zhao fanned his palm twice with her eyelashes: "What's wrong?"
Shan Song moved the camera away, kissed Tong Zhao's lips, and whispered, "Let me see what kind of look La Si has in her eyes."
Tong Zhao reacted for a moment, then her face turned bright red.
Shan Song added, "It's really vivid. I'll take another look when I get back."
Tong Zhao felt like she was about to burst into flames.
The live stream chat room erupted in excitement.
What are you going back to see? Show it to us too!
[You're so greedy, you won't even let me look at you...]
[As expected, it's the one who isn't loved who's the third.]
You can't just say things like that carelessly, can you?
I agree, and from what he said, it seemed they knew each other before Tong Zhao entered the entertainment industry.
The atmosphere in the live stream gradually shifted in the direction they wanted to guide. Shan Song lowered his eyes to look at his shy wife in his arms and continued to fuel their fire.
...
On the other side, Jiang Li slumped on her sofa and sighed, "This mission is really good."
Where's the little one? Let us see him/her!
"How could I let him see me? If he does, he won't be able to escape," Jiang Li replied confidently.
He can even say he doesn't want to take care of the kids with such conviction; there's probably no one else like him.
[...]
【Very good, as expected of Ah Li.】
"At least tell us about your home."
Why did you meet at home for the first time? Was it an introduction by your family?
"When Amo comes back, let him tell you!"
[...]
Don't be lazy!
"Just being lazy!" Jiang Li tossed aside her tablet. "I can sleep until noon! Anyway, A-Mo's here."
Unlike the two live-streaming groups who were frustrated by their lack of competitiveness, Qin Chong and Geng Keli were probably the busiest among the three groups that went out. It would be a waste not to use their popularity to attract viewers to the show. Qi Yan did not hold back and arranged a lot of interactive activities for them.
As Qin Chong put on the mascot costume, he glanced at Geng Keli, his eyes darkening for a moment, but then, as if he had made up his mind, he changed his expression and smiled professionally: "Little friend, take this!"
In the afternoon, the groups agreed on a return time. Tong Zhao and Shan Song used the free time in between to go to the firewood market and finally ordered 100 kilograms of lychee wood and oak wood.
There were also 100 kilograms of tea trees and camphor trees, half of which were brought by Qi Yan on their behalf.
Room number two has a fireplace, but it's not usually used for heating. Qi Yan thought that Luan Yining might like this kind of atmosphere, so he decided to buy a few to try it out.
After comparing the cost of manual labor, Shan Song decided to pull it himself. A few hundred kilograms of firewood wasn't much, and the small pickup truck used by the production team to transport props would suffice.
They didn't order a ten-day supply at once; this was a decision Tong Zhao made after seeing the retail price of firewood.
"We don't need that much right now, let's keep some money on hand and buy it in a few days."
Shan Song said, "Then we won't go with them tomorrow. We'll drive that little pickup truck over to haul the timber."
Tong Zhao also took a liking to some scrap wood, planning to take it back tomorrow and buy some craft materials to tidy it up for decoration.
After paying the deposit to the boss, Tong Zhao said, "It's almost time. Let's go pick them up. The fireplace should be ready by now. Let's try it out when we get back. It's still early, so we can roast some sweet potatoes for everyone to try. We still need to prepare ingredients to entertain everyone tomorrow."
"Okay." Shan Song rubbed Tong Zhao's head.
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