Several times before, he had deliberately tried to make her angry and prove that she still cared about him.

But this time, the man twisted his eyebrows. What did he do wrong?

On the way back, the woman was sullen, looking at the neon lights outside the window, and there was no more serenity and gentleness in the concert just now.

Thinking of what, Yin Qinghuan frowned and said, "you don't come to pick me up tomorrow morning."

She didn't want to see him, and

"In the next week, Yichen and I are going to Ancheng. Don't contact me. I want to work hard and plan the branch development."

The man drove the car, did not make a sound, for her words, I do not know whether to listen to.

If she heard it, she could also hear the displeasure in her words.

At the intersection, the red light is zero and the car stops.

Qi Yan Shang looked at the man in the front passenger's seat and chuckled, "still angry, huh?"

Women do not look at him, tone light: "no, I am very good."

After watching her favorite concert, she was in such a good mood that she could not be angry because he refused to send flowers seriously.

Man's eyebrows are tiny pick, right, not angry?

The next second, he leans away, and her tall body covers her. The breath of approaching is breathless. Yin Qinghuan reaches out to the man's chest and tries to push the man away.

"Concentrate on driving."

Crossroads, what's going on? She doesn't want to make headlines.

In the ear, the man's magnetic hoarse low laughter came, warm breath fell on her ear, "tell me, what do you want."

As long as she said, as long as he had, even if not, he could get it for her.

Yin Qinghuan held her breath. Yu Guang saw that the red light turned into a green light. She whispered: "I don't want anything. Please drive quickly."

The sound of the car behind urged the people in the car to obey the traffic rules.

……

Outside Yin's villa, the woman was about to get out of the car. Her wrist was caught by him. She looked back at him, and her eyes were puzzled.

"Tell me what you want, or what you want me to do, as long as it makes you happy."

It looks like I'm spending time with her tonight.

Yin Qinghuan shook his head and said, "I really don't want anything. In fact, you can accompany me to the concert tonight No, it's the concert that can exist. I'm already very happy. "

He has done enough.

"Qi Yanshang, I know you want to make up for the past, but since I promise to try to accept you again, I will not care about the past. We can try to have a future. "

Later, memories that have nothing to do with the past.

"Later?"

Qi Yan Shang Mou color gradually dark, he repeated these two words, the mood of the bottom of the eye is a bit complicated.

After him and her, he never thought about it.

For Yin xiangze, these two words are luxury fantasy.

Never thought, this moment, she said to him, after.

Seeing the man seems to be thinking about her words, Yin Qinghuan said with a light smile, "OK, I'll go back first. I said angry words in the car just now, but I really want to go to an'cheng for a few days. If you have something to do, you can contact me again."

After being angry, Yin Qinghuan thinks that he is very sensible.

Just as she opened the door to get off the bus, the man raised his thin lips and made a sound again, but this time, what he said made her stop.

He said -

"marry me."

"What do you say?"

Yin Qinghuan was stunned and couldn't believe what he heard.

Marry him

Did he misunderstand something? He didn't think she would marry him after what she said?

Qi Yanshang looked at the shock on the woman's face, and he said again, "Yin Qinghuan, marry me."