Qiao Sirui's gaze paused for a moment, then she nodded obediently, "Got it. Thank you, sister."
Although the two of them were now standing in the shade of the tree, the sunlight still shone on them through the small gaps in the leaves. Sang Tianen felt sweat pouring out of him and didn't want to waste any more time, so he said to Qiao Sirui, "You should go back early to avoid getting heatstroke again. I'm going back to take a nap."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and left.
Qiao Sirui watched her gradually disappearing figure. The passbook in her hand was pinched into a groove. Her two delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and there was a hint of confusion in her eyes.
On Saturday, Sang Tianen and Yan Zheng went to the furniture market, planning to buy some furniture and put it in the small warehouse on the first floor, which would serve as Yan Zheng's future study.
There were a lot of people in the furniture market, most of them young people. Sang Tianen and Yan Zheng mixed in the crowd and were almost separated by the crowd several times.
"Why are there so many people?" Sang Tianen looked at the huge crowd of people and felt a little headache.
Yan Zheng was looking at an off-white dish. When he heard her words, he pointed to the billboard hanging above his head and said, "30% off for the anniversary sale."
Sang Tianen looked in the direction of his finger and found that there were many billboards hanging above the entire exhibition area, and there were also many promotional signs on the shelves next to them.
When she first came in, she was thinking about something, and since there were so many people around, she didn't pay much attention.
"No wonder." She tapped her chin lightly and laughed belatedly.
Yan Zheng sighed, put down the plate in his hand, held her face in his hands, and whispered, "Can't you concentrate a little? Every time we go shopping, you're either daydreaming or constantly checking your phone."
Hearing her boyfriend's complaints, Sang Tianen felt a little embarrassed. She held his hand and said, "I was wrong. From now on, I will serve Mr. Yan wholeheartedly."
After hearing her promise, Yan Zheng glared at her, pulled his hand away and continued to pick the plates in his hand.
In the past few days, he has moved some commonly used daily necessities to Sang Tianen's house one after another. He plans to start the engagement arrangements after the parents of both parties meet, and then get married at the end of the year.
Yan Zheng originally thought that the two people who lived together would have some conflicts due to some trivial matters in life. He even prepared himself mentally for it. However, it turned out that he thought too much. He and Sang Tianen were still quite compatible.
Neither of them is too lazy. If he cooks, Sang Tianen will wash the dishes. If Sang Tianen washes clothes, he will clean the house. Sometimes, if he is too lazy to move, he will hire a housekeeper or order takeout.
There was no quarrel or argument over trivial matters in life such as who cooks today or who mops the floor.
Overall, they get along very well with each other, which makes him full of confidence in his future married life.
"Do you think this plate is beautiful? How about buying a few and taking them home to make Western food?" Yan Zheng's eyes were filled with tenderness as he asked Sang Tianen in a low voice.
Sang Tianen picked up a plate and looked it up and down. It was completely white, not too heavy, a little shallow, almost flat. She couldn't tell what was good or bad about it.
In fact, it makes no difference to her whether the food is in a bowl or a basin, as long as it is clean, hygienic and tastes good.
But she respects Yan Zheng, and whatever Yan Zheng says is good is good.
So she nodded and said, "Yes, the design is very beautiful. If I use this to store food, I will have a better appetite.
After receiving his girlfriend's affirmation, Yan Zheng immediately laughed and said with a slightly proud look, "I also think that this plate matches the original wooden style of the house."
"Then take a few!" Sang Tianen put the plate in his hand into the shopping cart, and Yan Zheng also helped to take three.
At this time, the various cups on the shelf next to him attracted Yan Zheng's attention. He pulled Sang Tianen's arm and walked straight over.
"There are so many cups here." He turned around and called Sang Tianen with an excited look, "Look, isn't this cup cute?"
Sang Tianen pushed the cart over and looked at the cup in Yan Zheng's hand.
The cup body is a bit chubby, the lid is white ceramic, the knob is a pink bunny, and it is topped with a rose gold spoon.
She had seen many cups of this type at Yan Zheng's house and wanted to say that they already had a lot of them, but then she saw Yan Zheng's expectant look and changed her words to: "Not bad, very beautiful."
Yan Zheng turned around and picked up another blue rabbit water cup, put it in the shopping cart and said, "From now on, at home, you use the blue one and I use the pink one."
That adorable look made Sang Tianen unable to help but reach out and pinch his cheek, smiling and saying, "I'll do as you say."
Yan Zheng touched his pinched face. That small piece of skin was very hot. He bit his lip and looked around quickly. He found a man and a woman looking at them. He immediately took Sang Tianen's arm with an embarrassed look on his face and left quickly.
"Why are you shy?" Sang Tianen lowered his head slightly and teased him.
Yan Zheng said with his cheeks burning: "There were so many people around just now, why did you pinch my face?"
Sang Tianen freed one hand, put his arm around his waist and said, "I just thought you were so cute that I couldn't help myself for a moment."
Yan Zheng pursed his lips and said, "How is it cute?"
Sang Tianen suddenly stopped and Yan Zheng looked at her strangely. The woman suddenly lowered her head and whispered in his ear, "You are cute everywhere, especially when you act coquettishly to me. Even if you want the moon in the sky, I will pick it for you."
The sudden warmth made Yan Zheng's ears feel hot, and he subconsciously raised his hands to cover them.
At this time, Sang Tianen also made some distance, stretched out his hand and said to Yan Zheng, "Let's go and take a look at other things."
Yan Zheng stared at her for a few seconds, then obediently took her hands, which were then held firmly.
The two of them quickly walked to the cabinet area, where one model room after another, carefully crafted by designers, appeared before their eyes. The simple or complex combinations and designs made even a woman like Sang Tianen, who had always lived a very rough life, moved.
At this moment, home is presented in a more vivid and three-dimensional way, and it is a very gentle feeling.
Sang Tianen walked over to a very soft-looking fabric sofa and sat down. The warm touch made her sit down again and again. Then she said to Yan Zheng, who was looking carefully at the wardrobe, "Yan Zheng, come and try it. This sofa is really comfortable and especially soft."
Upon hearing this, Yan Zheng walked over and sat next to her, trying to put a smile on his face.
"Would you like to buy one and put it in your study?" Sang Tianen leaned over and asked, "If you're tired, you can even sleep on it."
Yan Zheng shook his head and rejected her suggestion: "The study is a place for studying and reading. Once this sofa is put in, I won't have the heart to do that."
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