"But I still feel pressured. After all, I don't want to be poor when I want to marry you." Ruan Bingrong returned to his serious appearance and said to Song Tingting: "Although I understand your feelings, I understand, but... I still hope to live a good life for you. I hope that when you go out to the mall with my sister in the future, you will buy what you like, instead of looking at the price, so as to try it on."

Song Tingting also understands Ruan Bingrong’s thoughts about Song Tingting.

"Thank you, Ruan Bingrong, really, as long as you have this heart, it's enough." Song Tingting was very moved by Ruan Bingrong to have this heart.

"There will be some, there will be some." Ruan Bingrong said, hugging Song Tingting.

"Wife... Actually, do you think this is fate? I think the acquaintance and love between us is really fate. This fate is destined." Ruan Bingrong sighed.

"You are a big man and are still lamenting this." Song Tingting smiled.

In this way, they both got home with a chat and laugh. When they got home, they carried a bunch of things out of the car.

"Thank you, uncle." Ruan Bingrong said politely to the driver.

"You're welcome, it's OK, then I'll go back first." The driver smiled at them and drove away.

"Look, is it better to have money? There are drivers and so many fruits to eat." Ruan Bingrong said with a smile at Song Tingting.

"Well. I didn't dare to buy cherries before... it was too expensive, but... it looked so high-quality. It must be delicious. I want to eat it now, so hurry upstairs." The girls all love fruits very much, and Song Tingting said to Ruan Bingrong with saliva.

"Okay, you little greedy, let's go, wash it for you when you go up and eat it for you." Ruan Bingrong looked at Song Tingting with a doting smile on his face and said.

"Hehe... I will share what you eat. If I eat two, you eat one." Song Tingting said with a smile at Ruan Bingrong.

Ruan Bingrong could feel Song Tingting's happy look, and he felt very happy too.

As long as she is happy, maybe this is love.

...

When he got upstairs, Ruan Bingrong cleaned up the things briefly, and then went to wash the fruit for Song Tingting to eat.

"Wow, it's delicious...it's something else." Song Tingting praised while eating cherries.

"Do you want to eat?" When Song Tingting took one and put it to Ruan Bingrong's mouth and asked him if he wanted to eat it, Ruan Bingrong shook his head: "I want to eat what is in your mouth."

"Ah..." Song Tingting didn't react for a while, but Ruan Bingrong's movements were very fast, quickly clamping Song Tingting's head and kissing her.

Ruan Bingrong lets go of Song Tingting when she was kissed so hard that she couldn't breathe.

The two of them blushed and looked at each other.

Song Tingting was so embarrassed that she finally buried her head deeply in Ruan Bingrong's arms: "You are bad."

"It hurts people not to eat it." Song Tingting leaned in Ruan Bingrong's arms, gasping heavily, and then said shyly.

"Eat again." Ruan Bingrong took the fruit and fed it to Song Tingting.

After eating and drinking, the two of them went to bed.

Lying on the bed, Song Tingting was particularly reluctant to part with Ruan Bingyue's arms. When she thought of having to part with him in a few days, she was still a little sad, but there was no way. She must not be able to leave now, and Ruan Bingrong would not be able to accompany her in the army, so the two of them had to fall in love at a distance.

"It is said that long-distance love will make love... fade. Do you think we can?" When Song Tingting suddenly asked this, Ruan Bingrong's heart tugged, hugging Song Tingting tightly and said, "What do you think? Will it?"

"I don't know what you do to you, but I don't know if you do to me." Song Tingting sighed softly, and looked at him with a firm look on her face.

"I definitely don't know either... Can't you feel my sincerity towards you? How could it be? If I'm not sure about my feelings for you, I wouldn't ask to take you home to see your parents, do you understand?" Ruan Bingrong was serious about Song Tingting.

"Tingting... Don't doubt my heart for you. I really want to marry you home." Ruan Bingrong once again looked at Song Tingting seriously and said.

After hearing what Ruan Bingrong said, Song Tingting seemed to be as at ease as if she had taken a reassurance pill. She nodded vigorously at Ruan Bingrong: "Well, I believe you... Ruan Bingrong, as long as you say, I will believe you."

"Okay, thank you for your trust." Ruan Bingrong once again gave Song Tingting a affectionate kiss on Song Tingting's forehead, which made Song Tingting particularly satisfied: "Go to sleep."

"Well, you should go to bed soon, you have to pay for your work tomorrow." Song Tingting said this with a heartache tone.

"Well, be good, follow my sister out for a walk tomorrow. Buy whatever you want. Haven't I given you a credit card? Although I make little money,... buy what you want." Ruan Bingrong reminded Song Tingting.

"Your sister is so proud now. All the things you buy are so expensive. I'd better forget it. Besides... Didn't your brother-in-law buy me clothes? That's so expensive." Song Tingting felt so painful when she thought of such expensive clothes.

"Well, my brother-in-law is very nice to us. I will work hard and try to buy it for my sister in the future." Ruan Bingrong seemed to be swearing secretly when he said this.

"Well, you must know how to be grateful in life." Song Tingting agreed with Ruan Bingrong's words.

"Don't worry, baby, I will work hard to make money." Ruan Bingrong seemed to be swearing secretly when she said this to Song Tingting.

"Well, I believe in you. But don't put too much pressure on yourself..." Song Tingting said with pain.

Song Tingting also knows that it is actually not easy for men to make money outside.

"There will be pressure, you are my pressure, pressure is the motivation, or you are my motivation." Ruan Bingrong said to Song Tingting seriously.

At this time, for Song Tingting, Ruan Bingrong was a very good man, serious, responsible and responsible.

Their young couple continued to chat, sweet and greasy.

Of course, they won't get tired of it.

...

"Wife... I've made you wronged today." Before going to bed, Wen Zehao hugged Ruan Bingyue and said apologetically.

"Hmm? Are you wronged?" Ruan Bingyue didn't understand what Wen Zehao meant.

Being wronged?

What grievances are you suffering?

She felt that she was doing well today and she would be wronged.
Chapter completed!