Chatper 1010 (1/2)

As Zhao Mengmeng said, she put the ring on very quickly. The pink ring shone under the light, making her finger more delicate and charming.

Later, Zhao Mengmeng quietly raised her head and stared at Pei Chenyang.

At this moment, he was still full of depression, and he hadn't recovered from what happened just now.

"Are you planning to give me a ring next year?" Zhao Mengmeng asked in a low voice, with the corners of her mouth curled up, pretending to be reserved.

"What? You heard it wrong." Pei Chenyang snorted coldly, putting his hands in his pockets with a haughty expression.

It was deliberately pretended, Zhao Mengmeng heard clearly just now, Pei Chenyang himself said so.

"I heard you right, you still want to deny it now?" Zhao Mengmeng swung her fist.

This is a promise in disguise, rather than using marriage to bind and force her.

Zhao Mengmeng suddenly had a look forward to the new year.

Every year thereafter...

She is looking forward to when and how long this will last every year.

Here, look at the ring on her hand. Although the plot is old-fashioned, Zhao Mengmeng is still very moved.

So, standing on tiptoe, he took the initiative to give Pei Chenyang a deep kiss.

After letting go of his lips for a while, Zhao Mengmeng's face wrinkled, "Pei Chenyang, your mouth is full of the smell of alcohol, it's so spicy."

"Are you sober now?" Zhao Mengmeng asked again.

"I told you that I've never been drunk, why don't you believe me?" Pei Chenyang was even more displeased, and agreed to trust each other? Can I still be his little angel?

Zhao Mengmeng didn't believe it anymore, but now she didn't mind whether he was sober or drunk.

She looked down at the ring and murmured, "I love it."

"If you dare to say that you don't like it, I'll throw you into the pond." Pei Chenyang snorted coldly, and Zhao Mengmeng, who was still deeply moved, suddenly had dark lines on his face.

Pond?

"Then should I be glad that I didn't say I don't like it?"

Pei Chenyang nodded affirmatively.

"Let's not talk about that, how are you feeling now? Can you dance?"

The atmosphere is so good, there are music and beautiful men, flowers and romance, and dancing is perfect.

Pei Chenyang pondered for half a second, then nodded. "sure."

Zhao Mengmeng smiled, and slowly stretched out her hand, which was held by Pei Chenyang.

Two hands clasped together, accompanied by a surge of electricity, attacking the whole body.

The next moment, Zhao Mengmeng's waist was thrown into her arms by Pei Chenyang, and she let out a soft cry.

Pei Chenyang moved his other hand from Zhao Mengmeng's palm to his shoulder, clasped it together, and began to dance.

The music started, and the two danced in the empty square.

In Zhao Mengmeng's heart, she is very at ease at the moment.

"I still remember that time when you went to a nightclub and performed a pole dance in front of countless men." Amidst the sound of music, Pei Chenyang suddenly mentioned this matter.

Zhao Mengmeng raised her head, her pretty face showing a little confusion.

Pei Chenyang stared, "You forgot?"

Zhao Mengmeng didn't answer, but thought about it for a while, when was he talking about.

Then, she had an impression.

Being rejected by Pei Chenyang at that time, I felt uncomfortable, and I really went to the nightclub to dance once.

Zhao Mengmeng still remembered that after the dance, she was dragged by Pei Chenyang and left the nightclub.

"Oh, you said that." Zhao Mengmeng replied suddenly.