Chapter 83： Youngest son propose (1/2)

The party was full of fun, and after playing all day, Qingqing couldn't help being sleepy halfway through, and his little head was little by little.

Fu Heng noticed that she was sleepy, so he picked her up and motioned to the others: "I will take Qingqing back to rest first."

"Okay." Qing Qing can only be carried to sleep by Fu Heng. A consensus has been reached among several people, so Gu Lan did not stop it either.

Bai Qiyu has nothing to say. After all, his current identity is just Gu Qingqing's old friend, and he is not qualified to be so close to her.

Seeing the invisibility of Bai Qiyu's loss, Gu Lan patted him on the shoulder without saying anything.

Several people continued to play, but after no children were present, they shared their drinks.

Among them, Bai Qiyu drank the most fiercely, but he obviously drank so much alcohol, this person was not drunk, and other people had to admire his alcohol capacity.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone was almost drunk, so they separated and went back to the house to sleep.

"You... so heavy!"

An Ran helped the drunk Fu Sishen and suffocated him into the elevator. The two stumbled and almost didn't fall. Fortunately, An Ran managed to hold on.

"Drinking so much wine is not afraid of alcohol poisoning."

Fu Sishen smelled of alcohol, so he was dizzy and almost lost the dog man.

She hates the smell of alcohol the most, it smells bad!

When the elevator reached the designated floor, it was opened with a ding-dong sound. An Ran quickly helped Fu Sishen walk out, and almost collided with the man in black who was about to enter the elevator.

The man moved away very quickly, and An Ran also realized that they almost hit someone, and nodded and apologized: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." The thick, hoarse voice, as if it had been burned by fire, was not unpleasant, but it gave people a very gloomy feeling.

An Ran was stunned, and turned his head subconsciously, and saw that he had stepped into the elevator, letting the elevator door close slowly in front of him, blocking the line of sight from both sides.

"What a weird person."

Shrugging, looking at Fu Sishen who was drunk into a puddle of mud again, An Ran sighed deeply, resignedly helped him up, and continued to drag the big bear into the room.

"Really, why is it so heavy when I look at such a thin person!" She gritted her teeth with anger.

After finally getting people into the house, An Ran was already exhausted.

She released her hand and let Fu Sishen slip on the sofa. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, and then went to the bathroom to clean herself.

After tossing for so long, she is now full of the smell of charcoal fire smoked by the barbecue, and it is also mixed with the strong smell of sweat and alcohol. It is really unpleasant, and patients with mild cleanliness can't bear it.

After cleaning, she went to clean Fu Sishen again, hurried to and fro, and finally An Ran was tossed out of a hot sweat. After she finally settled down with the drunk dog man, she had to go into the bathroom and take another bath.

Simply desperate.

It was too late and very tired. Her room was on the downstairs floor. An Ran didn't bother to go there anymore, so she simply took Fu Sishen's T-shirt as her pajamas, and then occupied his big bed with peace of mind.

As for Fu Sishen?

The poor man curled up aggrievedly on the sofa that was not friendly to his height, covered with a spare hotel quilt.

Fu Sishen woke up in a daze when he slept in the middle of the night, feeling uncomfortable, crawled into the bed, lay down and fell asleep.

In the early morning of the second day, a sad scream suddenly sounded, waking An Ran who was in a good dream.

"What are you doing?!" As soon as An Ran got up with serious temper, he kicked Fu Sishen down.

Fu Sishen fell to the ground with his feet upside down, and Fu Sishen still kept the quilt close, with a frightened expression on his face, and then pointed to himself: "You, you, you...I, I, and I...what did you do to me?"

His shy and angry little appearance may seem like an innocent boy who has been ruined by a gangster.

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Wake up buddies, we got the wrong script.

Reluctantly covering his forehead, An Ran had to admit that Fu Sishen was still a **** innocent virgin after they were together for so many years.

Of course, she is also a ward.

But she believes that in modern society, even if there is no practical experience, everyone is a racer with rich theory and can always go on high speed.

It turns out that she was wrong, so wrong.

Is this little white rabbit really a cool and arrogant leader recognized by the outside world?

If someone knew it, it would be disillusioned every minute.

The chaotic thoughts lasted only a short while before being forced to suspend by An Ran.

This is not the time to think about this, what she should think is how to explain the innocence between them to the frightened little white rabbit.

"I didn't do anything to you." The tone was helpless: "I was too tired last night, I didn't bother to go back, by the way, I just slept with you for one night."

"You lie, my clothes are stripped naked, and you are still wearing my clothes." Fu Sishen looked disbelief.

Pulling the corners of his mouth, An Ran forcibly suppressed the violent veins on his forehead, but still couldn't hold it back and broke out.

"I lied to you, you were drunk and stinky to death last night. I kindly cleaned it up for you. You still slandered me, and didn't you still have a pair of pants on your body? Didn't you take it off at all? Isn't it your girlfriend? Even if you really do to you, it's normal."

She sat up instantly with anger, and the quilt slipped off her body, revealing Fu Sishen's large T-shirt underneath.

The loose T-shirt completely enveloped the petite An Ran, with faint lines showing through, with a little different charm.

Fu Sishen silenced.

He got up numbly, and approached An Ran with a pleasing expression: "Ran Ran, did you agree to get back with me?"

"I thought we would get back together long ago."

An Ran gave Fu Sishen a white look. If she didn't plan to get back with him, she wouldn't pay attention to him at all.

It's better to do a few more questions when you have this time. She will have to go back to school next month.

"Hehehe..." Hearing an accurate answer, Fu Sishen suddenly giggled. Seeing An Ran got up to leave, he quickly grabbed her.

"What are you doing?" An Ran looked back strangely and saw Fu Sishen's face shyly: "You..."

"I didn't do anything to you." An Ran immediately clarified.

Fu Sishen was dissatisfied: "But we are already sleeping together."

"And then?" What's the problem?

"Aren't you responsible for me?" Fu Sishen now looked at An Ran as if he was looking at a scumbag who dumped people after sleeping.

"..." An Ran, she rubbed her forehead with a headache, and she couldn't help this second guy: "Then what do you want?"

"You marry me, bah! I'll marry you." Fu Sishen's eyes lit up and he enthusiastically suggested: "We will get the certificate after we go back from this trip."

He reached out and took off the pendant from his neck. The pendant was a small round jade with a circle of platinum inlaid around the jade.

An Ran originally thought it was just an ornament, or a jade that the elders used to wear Ping An for the younger, but he did not expect that this jade could be opened with a shiny diamond ring inside.

Kneeling down on one knee, Fu Sishen stared at An Ran's eyes sincerely.

"Of course, marry me, okay? I know I'm naive, and I'm not mature enough in many cases, but I really love you and want to be with you forever. I will work hard for you to grow and become more mature. , For you to rely on, for you a real home, can you promise me?"

"..." An Ran was already in tears.

This marriage proposal came unexpectedly, but every word Fu Sishen said hit the softest part of her heart.

Ever since she was young, what she longed for most was not having a home that belonged to her alone?

There is nothing to say about Anjia. Aunt Qing loves her and has raised her for many years, but this kind of parenting is actually more like a student aid, and besides her, Aunt Qing also has her own home.

So many times, An Ran always feels that he is free in this world without any sense of belonging.

Because she doesn't have a real home.

Now, the man in front of him knelt in front of him sincerely, saying that he would give himself a home for them, and his heart was undeniably moved.

After waiting for a long time without seeing An Ran reply, Fu Si became anxious: "You can't help but promise, you have to sleep with me, you have to be responsible to me!"

"..." An Ran stopped her tears for a second.

This guy really can't make people more emotional for a moment.

She stretched out her hand and motioned Fu Sishen to put a ring on herself.

This is what it means to agree to a marriage proposal.

Fu Sishen immediately understood and slipped the ring into An Ran's finger.

An Ran looked at the ring on her hand, ignoring the valuable diamonds on it. The size of the ring was just right for her finger, and after careful observation, she could see the names of her and Fu Sishen carved on it.

Caution & Ran

Such a careful preparation must be more than one day or two days, maybe long ago, Fu Sishen thought about proposing to her.

Covering her mouth, An Ran didn't know why she became so emotional, but she just couldn't control the surge of emotions.

"When did you buy this ring?"

"I asked someone to make a special order half a year ago. I originally wanted to propose to you when you graduated from college." But it took until now that I had a chance to come out.

Fu Sishen is a bit regretful, but as long as he can finally give the ring to his beloved, this proposal is not too late.

An Ran understood Fu Sishen's unfinished words, she rushed into his arms and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Sorry, if she didn't trust Fu Sishen enough, maybe they wouldn't miss it for so long.

Sorry, her private departure caused him so much harm.

Sorry, she didn't realize that the immature big boy loved her so much.

Fu Sishen hugged An Ran back, his slender fingertips smoothed her messy hair, and his tone was rare and gentle and pampered: "I have nothing to apologize for, no matter what you do, I have never complained about you."

The two held each other quietly for a long time. The atmosphere was just right, but they were broken by Fu Sishen’s sudden words: "What do we do?

When should I get the certificate? I have exceeded the legal marriage age for two years. "

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