Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

After coming out of the tavern, Zhao Qichen took Lin Qiuran's hand naturally, the cold touch made his heart throb.

Knowing that Lin Qiuran's hand was in front of him, and the shiny ring was very conspicuous, Zhao Qichen looked at her in disbelief.

"You brought a ring? Did you... agree to my marriage proposal?"

Lin Qiuran curled her lips, withdrew her hand, and fumbled for the ring.

"What do you think? I've always said one thing, Zhao, you are impatient, if I don't do something, it will be bad if you run away with others."

Surprised and delighted, Zhao Qichen turned around on the ground, and the passers-by looked at this man in puzzlement.

He was even happier than when he won the first place in the single row in the Asian League, and he circled the opponent's waist with excitement.

Lin Qiuran was startled, and the people around her looked over from time to time, which made her a little embarrassed.

"There are so many people, what are you doing?!"

Zhao Qichen looked at her face, then kissed her on the lips.

People who saw this scene in the distance whistled and booed a few times, but Zhao Qichen didn't stop.

"You are so calm about everything. You agreed to my marriage proposal, that is to say, we will be together for the rest of our lives. Aren't you excited?"

Lin Qiuran smiled, deliberately annoyed him: "Not excited."

Zhao Qichen hugged Lin Qiuran several times before he was willing to put it down. He took Lin Qiuran's hand and kept fumbling for the ring on his ring finger, as if he was treating some kind of treasure.

Lin Qiuran avoided his face, felt the warm liquid flow on his face, didn't know if he was too happy or too sad, sniffed and wiped it carelessly.

Seeing Zhao Qichen smiling happily like a child, Lin Qiuran also raised the corners of his mouth. In the days to come, I hope he only cares about hating himself, don't think about these good times, and be happy forever.

It started to rain lightly on the road, and the two jogged all the way, and arrived home on time at ten o'clock. Zhao Qichen looked happy, and Lin Qiuran was also very satisfied seeing him like this.

The lights in the training room were still on, Zhao Qichen decided to take a look, and Lin Qiuran went back to the bedroom first.

The suitcase had already been packed, and she was afraid that Zhao Qichen would see it, so she deliberately put it in the closet.

She left in a hurry, and there was nothing in her luggage, except for some daily necessities and clothes, which she bought with Zhao Qichen, which took up half of the suitcase.

She patted it dissatisfied. She didn't think that the two of them bought so much together until they packed it up. She didn't want to keep any of them, and would rather bring less clothes.

Even if it's the last day, she still has to be the team's manager.

Turn on the computer and send the job handover to the new assistant, who replied with a cute expression, Lin Qiuran is also very relieved, he is an interesting person.

I couldn't help opening the forum. Unlike the days just after the game, the public's attention is now more on the finals of the Asian League.

Many people are very optimistic about SOD. The captain is the solo queue champion in the Asian division. There is no more convincing reason than this.

After everything was arranged, Lin Qiuran breathed a sigh of relief, closed the computer and fell on the bed.

The past was like a movie, constantly replaying in her mind.

The ceiling is like a projector at the moment, showing all the events of this period of time on it, there are joys and sorrows, but Lin Qiuran's face is always smiling.

The next morning, the base rarely woke up early. Everyone in the team yawned. The horse monkey didn't even bother to move his hair, so he just nestled in the car and went back to sleep.

Zhao Qichen was lying on Lin Qiuran's lap, still clutching his hand and refusing to close his eyes. If the people in the car could not hear him, he would have said a few nasty words again, making Lin Qiuran blush.

Lin Qiuran checked the report after the physical examination carefully, and found that the old wolf's nutrition was not up to date, Maoyu's psychological pressure had been a bit high recently, but Zhao Qichen's indicators were good.

After explaining to Aunt Chu, everyone went back to training. Tomorrow is the competition. At this moment, no one dared to relax. The laziest horse monkey is very active today.

Lin Qiuran said that he was going to the company, but in fact he was going to hand over the work to the new assistant, and prepared all the subsequent matters, and did not return home until evening.

The lights in the training room have been turned off, and it seems that Wenzhouxing has told everyone to go to bed early.

The performance was good, Lin Qiuran smiled with satisfaction.

After washing away the fatigue all over her body, Lin Qiuran came out in her pajamas and looked at her phone. Zhao Qichen had just sent herself a message.

Zhao Qichen: Are you back?

Lin Qiuran replied with an um, rubbing her hair, and suddenly bumped into the corner of the table, frowning in pain, before recovering from the dull pain, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Lin Qiuran looked at the closed door and hesitated for a moment, Zhao Qichen was the only one who knocked on the door of her room so late.

In fact, the other party never knocked on the door when entering her room. Today it was because she locked the door.

The two of them were separated by the door, Lin Qiuran silently looked at the pattern on the door, and said lightly: "What's wrong? Why aren't you asleep?"

"You won't watch the final together tomorrow, I want to share with you my excitement at the moment."

Lin Qiuran could feel the embarrassment in Zhao Qichen's tone through the door, and couldn't help but smile, and said in a pretended reserved way: "I just took a shower and I'm going to bed, so I'll talk about it if I have anything to say Bar."

Zhao Qichen was obviously stunned for a moment, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth and said: "By the way, you told me before that if I won the championship in the league, you would tell me good news. If I don't win the championship, then are you right?" Won't you tell me?"

Lin Qiuran couldn't help it, she frowned, and pursed her lips to stop the sore nose.

"What's the matter? I'm afraid I won't win the championship, and I won't hear the good news?"

Zhao Qichen replied quickly: "No, actually... there is one thing, I really want to know this news, because my premonition tells me that it will be very good news."

After Zhao Qichen finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing, Lin Qiuran finally couldn't help crying when he heard her voice, fearing that the other party would hear, she held her mouth tightly and crouched in front of the door trembling.

Seeing that there was no answer for a long time, Zhao Qichen thought that the other party didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he curled his lips.

"Okay, I know you're tired after a busy day, so I won't bother you, you have a good rest, okay?"

Lin Qiuran raised her head, her face was already covered with tears, she hummed lightly, until the sound of the other party's leaving footsteps came in, she finally couldn't help but slumped on the ground.

The tears had already burst the embankment, Lin Qiuran didn't like to cry, but the more she wiped her face, the more she felt.

At this moment, she was sitting on the ground with her knees circled, her body trembling slightly, and her pajamas were already wet with tears.