Young Master Lu's Warm Wedding and His Lovely New Bride

Seeing that Ye Luo did not immediately refuse the school grass, he automatically assumed that he still had a chance.

He took Ye Luo's hand, and persuaded with all his heart: "Luo Luo, people can't live in the past. After breaking up, you always have to look forward!"

This sounded... it seemed to make sense.

Ye Luo nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, it's like even if we can't be lovers, we will always be friends!"

"..." The school grass was touched by Ye Luo's logic, touched the milk tea with Ye Luo, and said helplessly, "Okay, let this cup of milk tea witness our friendship."

Ye Luo raised the cup of milk tea and smiled brightly, drinking first as a respect.

Her smile was reflected in the school grass's eyes, and the school grass just thought it was very beautiful.

Song Jiqing felt that it was dazzling.

This was also the first time Song Jiqing felt that Ye Luo's smile was dazzling.

Ye Luo and the boy called "School Grass" are really together, right?

No matter how he followed her, no matter how he tried to save it, Ye Luo would never look back.

Song Jiqing suddenly felt ridiculous.

In order not to let the joke continue, he chose to leave.

When he got home, Song Jiqing wanted to take a nap, but couldn't sleep, his eyes fixed on the position beside him.

The first time between him and Ye Luo happened here.

The next day, he opened his eyes and saw Ye Luo lying next to him obediently, with a thin blush on his face, how charming he looked.

Ye Luo might be aware of his gaze, and soon opened his eyes, looking at him shyly and surely.

He kissed Ye Luo's forehead: "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"..." Ye Luo shook his head, blushing and said, "It's... very comfortable!" She was embarrassed, but she still had the courage to finish her sentence.

Song Jiqing was so directly affirmed for the first time.

He smiled, turned over to press Ye Luo, and asked in a bewilderment: "Do you want to try again?"

Ye Luo's pretty face turned red quickly, looked at Song Jiqing timidly, and did not refuse.

Song Jiqing looked at his girl's unpretentious appearance, and was tempted. Before she could answer, she bowed her head and kissed her lips.

Afterwards, Song Jiqing felt that he was too beast.

Ye Luochu passed personnel matters, but he didn't even give her a chance to rest.

Song Jiqing held Ye Luo in her arms as if holding a treasure, and kissed her forehead: "Luo Luo, I love you."

"..." Ye Luo was surprised, moved, and looked up at Song Jiqing, "I..."

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Ye Luo was deeply moved when he heard such a solemn promise for the first time.

She smiled shyly, plunged into Song Jiqing's arms, and whispered: "I do."

Song Jiqing looked at Ye Luo's shy and determined look, only feeling extremely in love, and took her into his arms: "We will get married as soon as you graduate from college."

"Okay!" Ye Luo promised quickly, with joy in his voice. It took a while to react and looked at Song Jiqing suspiciously, "Mr. Song Jiqing, are you proposing?"

"Yeah." Song Jiqing pinched Ye Luo's nose and said with a smile, "Future Mrs. Song."

Hey, Mrs. Song...

Ye Luo didn't know if she was thinking too much, she always felt that the three words "Mrs. Song" were both gentle and possessive.

What to do, she really likes it!

The more he liked it, the more shy Ye Luo felt, and the more reddened his cheeks.

Song Jiqing watched Ye Luo dozingly. The two of them were rubbing their ears on the bed. Until noon, Ye Luo was so hungry that Ye Luo couldn't stand it, and the two slowly got up.

Ye Luo took her cell phone and selected take-out restaurants one by one. Song Jiqing saw it and took her cell phone straight away.

Ye Luo puffed up his mouth and acted aggrievedly: "What are you doing, I'm hungry."

Song Jiqing touched Ye Luo's head like a pet, "I'll make good food for you."

"Wow!" Ye Luo's eyes lit up instantly, looking at Song Jiqing admiringly, "You still cook!?"

"Hmm." Song Jiqing's tone didn't sound proud at all, "I will have a lot more."

"What should I do then?" Ye Luo cooperating with a nympho, said distressedly, "I seem to love you more."

Song Jiqing smiled: "Then you have to be prepared."

"Hey?" Ye Luo blinked puzzledly, "What preparations?"

Song Jiqing smiled and said word by word: "From now on, you will love my preparation more than yesterday."

"..." Ye Luo suffocated hard, but in the end he didn't hold it back. "Punch----" He laughed out and looked at Song Jiqing incredulously, "You are so narcissistic!"

"This is not narcissism." Song Jiqing corrected. "It's self-confidence." After speaking, he went straight into the kitchen.

Ye Luo looked at Song Jiqing's back, and murmured while laughing: "It's obviously narcissism!"

However, she can't deny that Song Jiqing does have the capital to make people fanatical.

As Ye Luo thought, he craned his neck and looked towards the kitchen, just in time to see Song Jiqing opening the refrigerator, taking out a few ingredients from it and placing them on the countertop of the cabinet, his movements seemed quite skillful.

She rubbed into the kitchen curiously, and was shocked by Song Jiqing's knifeman.

Song Jiqing is cutting potato shreds. There are some sliced ​​potatoes on the cutting board, each of which is about the same thickness as noodles, and there is no difference in length.

For Ye Luo, who is not touched by the sun with his ten fingers, a knife skill like Song Jiqing is simply magical!

She accidentally poked Song Jiqing's arm and exclaimed: "You really know how to cook? You are amazing!"

Song Jiqing couldn't understand Ye Luo's logic, and looked at her suspiciously: "Do you think cooking is amazing?"

"Yeah!" Ye Luo nodded, "No one in our family can cook! Not even my grandma!"

Father Ye can't tell the difference between sugar and salt. Mother Ye is only keen on baking and Western food, and she rarely enters the kitchen at home.

Ye Luo grew up and ate the food made by his aunt.

Song Jiqing said: "Everyone in our family can cook."

"Wow." Ye Luo made no secret of her happiness, "Then I will make a lot of money."

Song Jiqing glanced at Ye Luo puzzledly: "Huh?"

Ye Luo said with joy, "If everyone in your family can cook, I won't have to cook anymore!"

Song Jiqing freed up a hand and squeezed Ye Luo's nose: "If you don't want it, you don't need to cook for the rest of your life."

Ye Luo smiled happily and buried his face in Song Jiqing's chest: "Hmm!"

Soon, Song Jiqing made three dishes and one soup.

One hot and sour potato shreds, one tomato sirloin, one stir-fried green beans, the soup is old hen soup.

Ye Luo swallowed at the soup, and said: "Our aunt often boils this soup too, she said it is for blood!"

Song Jiqing paused, then smiled suddenly, and said, "You can just make it up."

Ye Luo remembered that when he woke up at noon, he turned around and saw the red on the bed sheet, and his face immediately turned red. He lowered his head and said, "The bed sheet, you...wash it quickly! Don't let others see it!"

Song Jiqing looked at the look of Ye Luo ostrich, and suddenly felt that she was also very cute.

Having said that, what about Ye Luo, doesn't he find it cute?

Song Jiqing asked, "Luoluo, why don't you let my mother and Aunt Ruan know about our relationship?"

Ye Luo raised his head and looked at Song Jiqing aggrievedly: "Because my mother explicitly forbids me to fall in love when I was in high school. My mother also said that if she finds out that I am in love, she immediately throws me abroad. "She hugged Song Jiqing and said softly, "I don't want to be separated from you, so don't let my aunt and my mother know about our relationship."

"Good." Song Jiqing rubbed Ye Luo's hair, "tell them when you go to college."

Ye Luo thought this was okay, smiled and nodded.

Song Jiqing thought for a while and said, "Luoluo, when you graduate from university, we will get a marriage certificate."

"Hey?" Ye Luo raised his head in surprise, blushing and looking at Song Jiqing embarrassedly, "It's too early to say this now?"

"It's not early." Song Jiqing kissed Ye Luo, "Luo Luo, I am looking forward to that day."

Ye Luo didn't expect that she would hear these words so early.

However, she must admit that she feels very happy!

"Well!"

Ye Luo shyly covered his face, and then buried his face in Song Jiqing's arms.

She did not refuse, but agreed to Song Jiqing.

Song Jiqing always thought that he and Ye Luo would be like this until they became white, and Ye Luo would always be his. She would eventually bear his surname and be Mrs. Song for a lifetime.

However, just half a year later, Ye Luo accepted the confession of others and kissed others.

Song Jiqing didn't want to admit it, but the fact was indeed - he was more naive than Ye Luo.

There will never be any more leaves beside his bed.

"Ah--"

Song Jiqing laughed, her voice full of mockery.

At this moment, Song Jiqing's cell phone rang.

He answered the phone, and a soft female voice came from the phone: "Ji Qing, I want to see you."

"Ran Ran." Song Jiqing's voice was like freezing, without temperature and emotion, "I have made it very clear, we don't need to meet again."

"Ji Qing!" Ran Ran called to Song Jiqing anxiously, "I'm going back to England soon! Please, I just want to see you for the last time. I promise you that after this side, I will never pester you again!"

Song Jiqing thought, if the last side can be done once and for all, why not do it?

He promised to meet Ran Ran, then made an appointment for the meeting place and went downstairs to pick up the car.

Sometimes, many things are just coincidences.

When Song Jiqing got downstairs, the school grass just sent the leaves back.

The school grass looked at Ye Luo reluctantly: "Are you really not going to the United States on the same plane as me?"

"No." Ye Luo smiled and shook his head. "The date of our departure may be different. See you in the United States."

"All right." The school grass waved his hand at Ye Luo, "Keep in touch, see you in the United States."

"Yeah!" Ye Luo also waved his hand politely.

When the school grass turned to leave, suddenly stretched out his hand to hug Ye Luo and said in her ear: "Luo Luo, remember your words, you will give me a chance!"