"How could you refuse me? I'm so handsome." At that time, he was overjoyed when he received the prince's response. He also made such a big show that he wanted everyone to know that he had fallen in love with a girl for the first time, and his confession was successful.
Already.
"No?" Chang Chang didn't believe it, and he would definitely be miserable: "How do you confess, how could he refuse you?"
"I just took a colored pen and wrote a series of numbers: 5201314."
Chang Shang's eyes widened: "He agreed after just a bunch of numbers? Was the big boss so easy to handle when he was a kid?"
"Of course, he also took the note and replied to me with a series of numbers. It was (520+1314)×10."
Chang Mian said with a self-deprecating laugh: "I had just learned multiplication at that time. Not to mention how excited I was when I saw his reply, I thought, I have a little daughter-in-law. I will protect her from now on, and she will be mine."
, he is mine. I even took the note and ran to the living room to find my mother, asking my mother to propose marriage to his mother. I showed my mother the evidence that we fell in love with each other..." Hey, what happened after that...
Regardless of mentioning it, the past cannot be looked back on.
Chang Shang tilted her head and did a mental calculation for a moment: "Isn't it right? The calculated result of (520+1314)×10 seems to be 18340, which means (slap you to death), right?"
After she finished speaking, she suddenly lay in his arms and laughed so hard.
The previous gloom suddenly disappeared.
Chang Mian lowered his head and looked at her joyful smile. He couldn't help but curl his lips. It was in vain that he exposed his own scars to tease her.
However, he coughed slightly twice.
"Why are you laughing? What's so funny? I just learned multiplication at that time and I'm just not good at arithmetic."
"Haha, hahaha, I'll slap you to death..." She just thought it was funny. Thinking about it, it was impossible for the big boss to accept his confession. He was obviously a boy.
Chang Shang laughed so hard that her stomach hurt.
She looked into the distance and found that the ship had docked unknowingly. Only then did she struggle to stand up from him: "Chang Mian, are we going back?"
"If you want, we can sleep here tonight."
Chang Mian stood up and followed her into the house: "Sleep here or go home?"
Chang Chang's eyes fell on the house where the red candles and rose petals complemented each other perfectly, and she thought for a moment: "I want to live here."
Chang Mian nodded: "I'll have someone bring the clothes over and pack them up. We'll go downstairs to see off the guests later."
In the bathroom, Chang Shang picked up a handful of water and patted her cheek gently.
She slowly took her eyeshadow and touched up her makeup carefully. Suddenly, she felt her stomach churn and she vomited——
vomit--
vomit--
I retched several times in a row, and my whole body felt extremely uncomfortable, as if my stomach was about to be vomited.
However, nothing came out.
The feeling eased for a while and then passed.
Chang Shang frowned and looked at herself in the mirror. She didn't know why she suddenly wanted to vomit.
Could it be that......
"Shang Shang, are you okay? You haven't come out for so long? Hurry up!" Chang Mian stood outside the door and urged.
"Well, I'll be fine soon." She didn't have time to think, so she packed herself up in a hurry, then patted her face until it turned red, and then walked out of the bathroom.
After walking out of the bathroom, she held his arm, with a hint of absent-minded panic, and followed Chang Mian back to the banquet hall. The men and women reveling at midnight had not yet lost their passion.