Her eyes fell on the ring, and her little pupils were filled with the ring.

"You can't run away. What will I do if you run away? I have relied on you for the rest of my life." Song Shaoyan held her hand and said, "Promise me not to run away."

"Okay, don't run away." Ning An was exhausted by his torture.

"If one day I get old and look bad, you can't run away." Song Shaoyan insisted on her making a promise.

"When you get old, I will get old too."

"But you will still be a little fairy when you are old."

"That's true. I have always been a little fairy. I really like what you say."

"Then I have to hold you tight, otherwise my little fairy will run away." Song Shaoyan really put his arm around her waist, held her down, and kissed her cheek.

"No, I want to sleep."

"Isn't tomorrow the weekend?"

"Song Shaoyan, where do you get the strength?"

"Where do you think you got the strength that you have saved for five years? Huh?" Song Shaoyan rubbed her cheek.

He refused to give up and insisted on having her again.

In the end, Ning An fell asleep in his arms, but she really had no strength at all.

Song Shaoyan held her hand, intertwined their fingers, and the rings gently collided. He felt a great sense of satisfaction in his heart.

…

When summer was coming, Ning'an's company held a team-building activity.

You can bring your partner to this activity. Under Song Shaoyan's hard work, Ning An took him there.

There were quite a lot of people with our partners, so the activities on the first day were arranged in the mountains, with mountain climbing during the day and tent camping at night.

Song Shaoyan wore a black and white sportswear, full of vigor and energy.

Ning An also changed into a set of light clothes and was protected by Song Shaoyan throughout the process.

The mountain is not high, so colleagues are divided into four groups. The group that climbs up first is the champion and can get the prize.

Song Shaoyan's legs and feet were all healed, and climbing the mountain was no big deal. He held Ning An by the hand and climbed up with her.

Ning'an had never suffered like this before. Soon she was out of breath and couldn't climb anymore. She looked at Song Shaoyan and said, "Er Gouzi, why don't you carry me on your back! So... so tired!"

"Don't gasp, I will react."

"..."

Ning An looked around, but fortunately no colleagues noticed them.

There are stone steps going up, and the mountain is not steep, but Ning'an really can't walk, and she doesn't usually exercise much.

Song Shaoyan took her hand: "Look, you need to do more exercise. From now on, you can practice with me day and night!"

"What, what does day and night mean? You think so."

"No wonder I usually say I can't stand it even before I do anything..." Song Shaoyan raised his eyebrows.

"Say it again! I'll hit you!" Ning An bent down and picked up a small stone, pretending to hit him.

Song Shaoyan surrendered: "Baby, I'll carry you. Come on, climb up and I'll carry you."

"It's just a joke, don't take it seriously. Your legs and feet are just fine. You can't be tired like this."

"It doesn't matter. The doctor said that I recover quickly at a young age and will be cured a long time ago." Song Shaoyan took a radiograph a few months ago. The newly connected bones have grown together with his own bones, and there is no problem at all. "Of course.

It is inseparable from you taking care of me every day. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have recovered so quickly."

"Is it really better?"

"You didn't accompany me to the hospital last time." Song Shaoyan knelt down and patted his shoulder, "Come on, come up. The mountain is not high, so it's okay."
Chapter completed!