Dumb painter giants grudge

He Shishen was probably deaf, and asked the other party, "What is the same?"

Song Li was also a little taken aback, and repeated: "Student."

Oh, classmate, I heard that they are sharing the same bed, so He Shishen let down his guard a little.

"Sorry, I was distracted just now." He Shishen smiled.

"It's nothing, Mr. He is Wen Rang's friend." Song Li glanced at the two of them respectively.

Wen Rang blushed and shook his head.

———————Why is he blushing?

—————— This Song Li? ? ?

"Aren't you a friend?" Song Li asked without waiting for He Shishen to open his mouth.

Wen Rang nodded, pretending to look at passers-by.

"That's..." Song Li cast his eyes on He Shishen's face.

Feeling Wen Rang's hint, He Shishen said happily, "We are a quasi-marriage relationship."

"Huh?" Song Li also suspected that he was deaf, "What did Mr. He say? Accurate?"

"Quasi-marriage, ready to get married." He Shishen looked at Wen Rang, who also had crimson ears.

Song Li probably didn't realize it, "Yes, yes, Wen Rang."

Wen Rang turned around and nodded seriously.

After all, everyone is an upper-class person, and there are some problems that need not be said.

"This, indeed... is worthy of congratulations." Song Li was a little far-fetched.

"Gentlemen, do you want to eat?" A waiter came over and asked.

The three of them stood and chatted in the store for so long, and it was time to attract attention.

Song Li spoke first, "Then I'll take my leave first, Wen Rang, contact me when I'm free."

"..." Wen Rang agreed.

After Song Li left, the two followed the waiter to find a seat and sat down.

"Is he...an old classmate of yours?" He Shishen sat opposite Wen Rang, and unconsciously crossed his legs, "What kind of classmate?"

I knew the other party would ask, but Wen Rang didn't want to mention too much, so he just typed a few words on He Shishen's cell phone.

[Ordinary high school classmate, former monitor, gone. 】

"Oh." He Shishen actually didn't pay much attention to Song Li, "I just asked casually, it's nothing."

[Oh, nothing you still ask? 】

"Then you too..." He Shishen put down Erlang's leg and accidentally kicked Wen Rang's shoe on the opposite side, "Then you admit that we are married?"

At that time, Wen Rang simply didn't want to explain anything, and just acquiesced.

"Hey, if you say yes, it doesn't count if you say no now." He Shishen raised his foot under the table and rubbed the other's calf with the tip of his shoe.

Wen Rang's expression changed slightly, and he looked around, but few people would look this way, and there was another small screen blocking half of it, fortunately, the tablecloth was long enough.

At this time, the waiter came over with the menu and gave them each a copy.

"Let me see." He Shishen's face remained unchanged, his toes were still moving up, and he scratched the opponent's back thigh.

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--------Son of a bitch.

Wen Rang wanted to stand up immediately and kick He Shishen to death, but the waiter was still watching.

"Sir, we still have two pages behind." The waiter reminded him when he saw that the other party had not ordered.

Wen Rang could only reluctantly hold the pen, and sketched a few dishes casually, while under the table, He Shishen had already rubbed his thigh twice.

———————— The legs are really long.

———————— ****.

"I've ordered too." He Shishen passed the menu sheet to the waiter as if nothing had happened, and the waiter took the two tables and left.

Wen Rang thumped the table, his eyes wished to tear the opponent into pieces, so He Shishen took his feet back.

"Hey, don't blush, it's never too late to be red tonight." He Shishen liked to see the other party's helpless reaction.

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The two of them went back to take a nap at noon to recharge their batteries, and it was Wen Rang who forced them to sleep in separate rooms, so they were able to recuperate their strength.

"It's rare to see such a handsome dress, Mr. Wen." He Shishen sat on the side, looking at Wen Rang in the mirror, "For me, Mr. Wen has a heart."

Wen Rang gave the other party a shut-up look through the mirror.

"It's just a compliment to my fiancé, you are so kind to me."

He Shishen got up, walked behind the opponent, put one arm on the opponent's waist, and took out a box from his trouser pocket with the other hand.

Wen Rang looked at the box, and all his movements froze.

There are two rings in the box, silver and white, very simple.

"It's not a marriage proposal, don't be nervous." He Shishen took out one of them, "I just thought, let others know about our relationship, I'm always worried..."

Wen Rang gave a rare smile, he understood and was willing.

"So, is it okay?" He Shishen asked while holding the ring and resting his head on the other's shoulder.

The rare harmony of the two in the mirror is full of love.

Wen Rang took a small step forward, while He Shishen moved and hugged him tightly.

Wen Rang took a breath on the mirror, and the mirror immediately became foggy and blurred. Wen Rang wrote two words on the foggy surface with his fingertips: [Yes].

Then he stretched out his right hand and spread his five fingers.

It was rare for He Shishen to say nothing, and he put the ring on the opponent's middle finger slowly.

"This is not a marriage proposal. I owe you the proposal first." He Shishen rubbed the opponent's hand and bit the ear of the opponent.

……

Wen Rang thought that He Shishen was just bringing him here to meet his parents, but when he was about to get off the car, He Shishen told him that they came to the main residence of the He family.

That is, the old house where He Shishen's grandfather, Mr. He Gong, lived.

Only He Shishen's third uncle's family lived with He Gong. He Gong's eldest son and second son, the fathers of He Jiutang and He Shishen, lived separately when they were young.

Today, many members of the He family have come, except for He Shishen's younger brother Yibai who is still studying abroad, most of the others have arrived.

Wen Rang was a little caught off guard by this arrangement, and thought it was just a small scene of four or five people having a meal.

"Hey, I'm not... I'm afraid you know too early and are too nervous..." He Shishen held the other party's hand tightly, "It's okay, with me here, you don't have to do anything."

However, Wen Rang was still a little nervous.

When they got out of the car, someone came to pick them up immediately.

"Third Aunt." He Shishen led Wen Rang over, "You're late."

Wen Rang wanted to shake off the opponent's hand, but when he saw He Shishen's third aunt, he was a little embarrassed and could only smile at the opponent.

"No, no, your dad and the others haven't arrived yet." The third aunt was probably a little shocked, but she wanted to show nothing, "This is..."

"Well, third aunt, this is your niece and daughter-in-law Wenrang." He Shishen looked at the people around him.

Wen Rang was even more embarrassed, so he could only nod foolishly.

"Well, that's it, I heard, I heard." The third aunt forcibly calmed down, "Go in quickly, I'll go to the door to see if your parents have arrived."

He Shishen said hello, and led Wen Rang into the door.

As soon as he entered the living room, he saw a man holding a baby, and his cousin He Jiutang was leaning against him and coaxing the baby together. Seeing the two people coming in, they both looked over.

"You guys are here." He Jiutang laughed, still holding the baby's little hand.

However, He Shishen was startled when he saw this scene, and asked:

"Brother, ask Brother Feng, how did you two get born?"