He had no impression of what kind of person his mother was, but in his memory, his words and deeds were all influenced by his uncle and his aunt. His aunt was a very elegant woman.
"So, are you still satisfied with me?" Nalan Chunbo hugged Wenshan and placed a very light kiss on her forehead.
Wenshan leaned into his arms and felt—even hotter!
"Then you turn on the air conditioner for me. My mother probably won't let me marry someone who doesn't turn on the air conditioner for me." Wen Shan said with a smile, but this reaction directly made Nalan Chunbo laugh.
Why does he love his girl so much
"Okay, let me turn on the air conditioner for you." Nalan Chunbo said, holding her and walking over step by step, then picked up the remote control on the table and turned on the central air conditioner, "Are you ready now?"
When the air-conditioning came down, Wenshan instantly felt like she was alive.
"Then let's go get the certificate tomorrow? Oh, no, tomorrow is Sunday, let's go get the certificate the day after tomorrow." Wen Shan looked back at Nalan Chunbo, smiling like a little fox.
Nalan Chunbo smiled. Her little girl's thoughts were too simple. He didn't want to marry her so casually.
Police Officer Qian: Who can say that
Nalan Chunbo sat down with Wenshan and hugged her like a baby, "First I will go to your house to propose marriage, and then I will make an appointment. There are still many things to do."
"Ah, how can it be so troublesome?" Wen Shan felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill.
"It's you, so it's no trouble." Nalan Chunbo said in a low voice. He had already thought about the matter of coming to propose marriage and making an appointment. It was impossible for his younger aunt to come, and his father was even less likely to come, so this matter was just His cousin is here.
Wenshan instantly felt that her life would be complete if she didn't have this scar on her arm.
Lotte, who was still waiting for Wenshan's reply, did not hear Wenshan's reply. Instead, she waited for Wenshan's circle of friends, a circle of friends showing affection. The picture was a photo of her and Nalan Chunbo, leaning on the sofa. Like conjoined twins, they talk a lot, but they are basically dog food.
Lotte replied viciously below.
[Born to be an optimist: value sex over friends!]
When Wenshan saw this sentence, she got up from Nalan Chunbo's arms like a corpse, "I forgot that I was chatting with Lotte."
Nalan Chunbo reached out and pinched his forehead. He knew that Wenshan was suddenly concerned about her weight. Who must have told her about this issue.
Letian was very angry, the consequences would be serious, and she was not going to deal with Wenshan anymore.
"Ding dong, ding dong—" There was a knock on the door, and Lotte put down the phone in his hand and went out.
Ding Junhui was standing at the door looking out through the peephole. There should be two or three men outside, but he couldn't see their appearance.
Lotte looked at Ding Junhui. Ding Junhui waved her not to come near. She stopped and looked at Ding Junhui's hand on the door handle. The person outside the door pressed the doorbell a few times and then stopped pressing it, as if he was doing something else. Thing, the point is not to keep Lotte open.
Lotte mouthed Ding Junhui's question: "What are they doing?"
Ding Junhui gestured to be silent, listened to the movement outside, and then smelled the smell of gasoline. He looked down at the liquid coming in from the crack in the door, looked back at Lotte, and mouthed a reminder: "Let the property management come up. Arrests."
Letian nodded hurriedly, and then quickly ran to the bedroom to make a phone call so that he could not be heard.