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Chapter 617 You Don't Make Up Is The Minimum Respect To Others 1

On the other side, Ye Junqing brought Qiaoweixuan’s pastries to the small villa of the hospital.

Old Mrs. Shen likes to eat Qiaoweixuan's pastries. Before dinner started, she ate several pieces. After dinner, Old Mrs. Shen ate another piece. It can be seen that the old man likes to eat. Before leaving, Ye Xingguang gave all the pastries Ye Junqing bought to Old Mrs. Shen.

After Mrs. Shen left, Ye Xingguang saw Ye Junqing who was accompanying her to see her off, saying, "I didn't expect you to make the old man happy. I don't know that Grandma Chen likes to eat Qiaoweixuan's pastries. How did you know?"

Ye Junqing reached out and grabbed her into her arms. With a little force, he took her to his chest. He said, "In the seven years I lived with you, you often bought Qiaoweixuan's pastries and sent them back to Mrs. Shen, so I wrote them down. Unfortunately, you didn't believe me if I told you. I thought I was lying to lie to you later. So, just think that I was hitting a dead mouse and guessed that Mrs. Shen's taste was right."

Ye Xingguang pursed his lips: "The story you made up was full of loopholes. Don't you think you don't have the talent to be a screenwriter? You should write it like this if you want to write it. One day in a certain year, we met again at the school gate. You recognized me at a glance as the beautiful mermaid you saved on the sea. You were in love and pursued me on your own initiative. At that time, I didn't know that you were the boy who saved me, but I was fascinated by your handsome beauty and fell in love with you at first sight. Then, we fell in love..."

Ye Junqing raised his eyebrows and looked forward to the development of the plot: "Well, continue, what?"

"Then, what else can you do?" Let's stay together forever after falling in love, marriage.

"I don't have the talent to be a screenwriter, so I can't imagine it. You can say a little more. The reality is too naked. As expected, the story after artistic processing is so beautiful that people yearn for it. I want to be ridiculous."

"Isn't that the case? Then you propose, and I say I'm willing. Then, your parents and my parents sit together to discuss our marriage, and then we choose a zodiac day, go and get a marriage certificate, and then there's a grand wedding..."

Speaking of this, Ye Xingguang actually looked forward to such a natural happiness without any disturbances.

Yes, the reality is naked. The reality is that she has been fascinated by his beauty since he was shaken and has been trapped in again and again. However, he has not been interested in her from the beginning. Although he seems to be very precious to her now, in order not to tell her who the heartless little bastard is, he has not made up stories to deceive her. He also said that he hoped that his parents would get engaged to them, and he never proposed to her...

As expected, the most beautiful thing is artistically processed.

Ye Xingguang pushed him, but his arms were strong and strong. When he refused to break free, even if she was a strong girl, she could only stay on his chest. She raised her head and said, "What's the matter? It's getting cooler, it's very cold outside."

A cold wind blew and she shivered.

Ye Junqing frowned, and immediately took her big hand back to the house, closed the door of the villa living room to prevent the cold wind from blowing in, and did not forget to close the windows so that she would not freeze again. Autumn is the season of flu. I heard that several young secretaries in the company were catching a cold.

Ye Junqing was worried that he would come back from the company with a virus, so after closing the window, he went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Ye Xingguang chose dresses in the bedroom. The presidential inauguration ceremony was coming soon. What should she wear at the dinner party?
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