The years are quiet

The old friend Cen Shang is probably not old at all. The sound from the microphone is very tender and sounds like a child.

However, it may be because the sound in the earpiece is distorted, or the other party is a baby voice, so it sounds relatively small, but it is not small at all...

Xiang Meng was thinking for a while, and when she heard the other party say she was on vacation in Switzerland and couldn't come back for a while, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

That kind of strong feeling, similar to the feeling of not wanting to go to school, made Xiang Meng feel very guilty. She was afraid that Cen Shang would like to think that she was inappropriate, so she didn't dare to mention it to him.

As the acting skills were temporarily behind, Xiang Meng began to concentrate on designing dresses.

The engagement banquet between the two was approaching, and Cen Shangsi thought about it and asked Xiang Meng for a gift - their engagement dress.

He knew that Xiang Meng had that talent, and he wanted to wear the clothes she designed to move into the engagement or even wedding hall, but he was a little unspeakable to ask for gifts.

After working on psychological construction for a long time, Cen Shang decided to talk about this while Xiang Meng seemed to wake up but didn't wake up.

His plan was that if Xiang Meng was confused and didn't hear clearly, then he would do it naturally. Anyway, he had worked hard and would not regret it.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Meng was trapped in her brain that had already been out of service. After hearing Cen Shang's embarrassing tone, she immediately woke up.

Artists living in the spotlight are often admired, especially men like Cen Shang who stand at the top of the pyramid, both outside and inside.

He should always be high and respected by thousands of people.

But such a man is so cautious when asking for his lover, which makes people feel so distressed.

That day, Xiang Meng thought of a dream he had had a long time ago. In the dream, Cen Shang was forced to the center of the stage by his biological mother and cursed him in front of tens of thousands of fans.

She couldn't feel the deep feeling, she only knew that she couldn't breathe in her dreams, and she was so sad that she wanted to die.

And those were real. She didn't know how Cen Shang survived the devastating despair, but not having expectations for anyone should be the habit that she developed at that time.

Because I was afraid of being rejected, I didn't ask anyone for it.

Xiang Meng wanted to cry with pain, and then she thought about making the dress. She wanted to take all the beautiful things in the world to give to her man. She was the most handsome groom-to-be who took him out.

first step.

In addition, she also bought a large bag of candy, which was taller than one person. If she gave one to Cen Shang a day, it would probably be delivered to them to each other for peace...

During lunch, Cen Shang went to the study and hugged Xiang Meng, who was being tailored, downstairs. Xiang Meng's feet had already been ready, but the two of them had a very tacit understanding and no one mentioned it.

It’s like both of them feel that they have taken advantage of themselves and don’t want to end this kind of convenience that can take advantage.

Today, Cen Shang set up an electric cooking pot and wanted to cook hot pot.

Xiang Meng was so fond of death and asked happily: "Is there something good happened today? Why do you think of eating hot pot?"

Every moment you are with you is the moment when good things happen.

Cen Shang thought this in his heart, and it was a bit difficult to speak, but he saw the hopeful light flashing in Xiang Meng's eyes, and he couldn't help it, and his speech was evenly symmetrical and beautiful.

"Every moment I'm with you is the moment when good things happen. Hotpot is just you like, so I'm going to give it to you, and there is no intention of celebrating it."

Xiang Meng was so moved.

For Cen Shang’s wishes and for all the changes he is willing to make for her.

"Before eating hot pot," Xiang Meng pursed her lower lip and continued, "Do you want to kiss me? As a celebration, today is also a day when a good thing happens."

Cen Shang answered with kisses.

There was no idea when snow fell outside the window, and the falling snow slapped on the window, as if he was kissing him densely and gently.

Xiang Meng's lips raised higher and higher, and she hugged Cen Shang and refused to let go. In the end, the hot pot was finished sitting in Cen Shang's arms again.

The two of them were so tired that they couldn't stand it and went to the nest alone to sleep.

After eating a hot pot for nearly two hours, I took the initiative to report the progress of the dress. Cen Shang didn't even look at the date and said that he would not delay: "Let's take a nap first."

It feels so good to be spoiled by others, she doesn't want it if she is crazy.

Xiang Meng reached out to wrap his hand around Cen Shang's neck and closed his eyes directly.

Cen Shang smiled and carried the person to the bedroom, worried that her hot pot smell would not be able to rest well, so he also thoughtfully helped her change her pajamas.

Xiang Meng closed her eyes and sighed: "You have already become a waste.

What if my brother is not around in the future, I won’t even eat.”

"Then I will always be with you."

Although he knew it was unrealistic, Xiang Meng was still very happy. She turned over with satisfaction, hid in Cen Shang's arms and asked, "Then do you want to work anymore?"

"I can work and accompany you without delay."

"At this time, it should be said that work is not as important as you?" Xiang Meng raised her head and glanced at Cen Shang. She was so cute that she wanted to hold someone in her arms and cherish her.

"Work is not as important as you, but if you don't work, I will only make you work hard and I can't bear to leave you."

"What did I have to work for?" Xiang Meng added, as if he had thought of something, "How many bites of rice can you eat? I can still support you, and it won't be hard."

"The company will come to your name in the future. I won't work hard for a while. What should I do if those jobs are pressed on you..."

"..." Xiang Meng was speechless and raised a thumbs up like the other party, but there were still some concerns.

"But will we be laughed at as if we were all-in-one babies?"

"I'm kidding for our kindness?" Cen Shang pinched Xiang Meng's hair and played with it: "They are idle, what's the joke about this."

Xiang Meng smiled, but she didn't talk to each other anymore, closed her eyes and concentrated on rest.

I slept until three o'clock in the afternoon. Outside the window, there was no snow on the road.

Xiang Meng used the small amount of snow on the windowsill to build two little snowmen.

One is Cen Shang and the other is Xiang Meng. They hold hands from knowing each other and staying together to finally turning into a pool of water. You have me and I have you, and I will never be separated.

"What are you thinking, so focused?"

Cen Shang hugged him from behind, and Xiang Meng subconsciously leaned into the warm back.

"I want to design two brooches to match them on our dress."

"Yes, is there any special significance?"

Xiang Meng shook her head, probably because she thought it was very romantic to be together after the melted snowmen. She also wanted to have such an ending with Cen Shang, so she planned to make jewelry.

"No, I just feel it looks good with inspiration."

"Then let go, I will always support you, and always support you..."

Xiang Meng's eyes were filled with tears in one sentence. Xiang Meng didn't understand it before, but now she understands it a little.

Time is peaceful, probably so.

And she is even more lucky that she has a lover to accompany her.
Chapter completed!