Chang Shang stared at Chang Mian's face for a long time, guessing again and again, and then said with a smile: "If you have nothing to do to show your love, you will either commit adultery or steal."
How can it be either adultery or theft?
Chang Mian raised his eyebrows and disagreed and retorted: "Giving flowers to the woman you love, how can you call it either adultery or theft?"
Chang Shang blinked her big, beautiful eyes, and her slender eyelashes brushed across Chang Mian's heart like wings, leaving waves of spring in her heart.
Just listen to her say: "If it's not adultery or robbery, what is it?"
The corners of Chang Mian's mouth slowly raised.
"Of course..." Halfway through his words, with a smile in his eyes, he affectionately held up the beautiful flowers with both hands, knelt down on one knee, looked up at the goddess in his heart, and said affectionately:
"Honey, shall we remarry?"
Chang Shang never expected that such a scene would appear: "..."
Chang Mian talked about it calmly: "My wife, you have a lot of money. Don't care about a bastard like me. Every mistake is my fault. Please give me a chance to change my ways. Please promise me quickly, otherwise I will
It’s hard day and night.”
He spoke slowly, half jokingly and half seriously.
Chang Shang didn't expect him to make such a sudden attack, and she reflected very deeply. However, after taking a deep breath, Chang Shang pursed her lips tightly and bit her lower lip to prevent her smile from showing.
It took a full thirty seconds before he spoke and said slowly: "Is this a proposal?"
"Please forgive me, my wife."
He raised his head and looked at her, with a hint of remorse in his eyes, and smiled slowly, but he felt that he shouldn't smile in this atmosphere, so he slowly adjusted his expression, as if he was about to cry without tears: "Give me some face."
, just promise me, and then I will arrange a few more tables for wedding wine, and we will be husband and wife again. Wife, what do you think?"
Chang Shang coughed slightly and took the flower in his hand.
Just when Chang Mian thought she was ecstatic about agreeing, she suddenly heard her careless smile: "I accept the flower, let's remarry..."
There was a long tug, and Chang Mian locked his eyes tightly with hers.
Then I heard her say, "No!"
"ah?"
Chang Mian continued to look like he was about to cry without tears. The flowers were not for nothing, they were all money. It was a pity that he was a pauper now, and even the money to buy flowers had to be calculated carefully: "Can't you sell it to save face?"
"Who told you to divorce your marriage?" Chang Shang snorted, then gave him a self-inflicted look, hugged the flowers and kissed them deeply: "It smells so good."
No matter how fragrant it is, it is always bitter.
Chang Mian thought about how much money she would have to spend the next day. Her body ached and her head ached. It was all real money. She didn’t have as much assets as she did, and she had to pay for it every other day. What was she exploiting him for?
How can you give up? How can an unlucky man who wants to cry but has no tears break?
"Then what do you need to do to agree to remarry?" He stood up quickly, put his arms around her waist, and the grown man imitated her usual coquettishness, acting coquettishly, leaning his head against hers, and rubbing her coquettishly:
"...wife."
"It's his ex-wife." She corrected him.
"Honey, what will it take for you to agree to remarry me?" He continued to act coquettishly... If he had a tail, Chang Mian would have wanted to wag his tail and beg for mercy: "Promise... Just agree... Can you agree... Good Shang Shang
...You have the heart to treat me like this?"
Chang Shang almost burst into laughter, but she tried her best to hold it back and said with a bit of nonchalance: "It depends on your sincerity."
"I'm very sincere, you can't feel my..."
"I'm going back. It's cold standing here in the wind." Chang Chang interrupted him, broke away from him, turned around and walked away.
Chang Mian chased after her, flying around in front of her like a bee: "You haven't said when you will remarry me."
"Let's talk again."
After Chang Shang finished speaking, she trotted happily holding the rose. Chang Mian quickly caught up with her and asked persistently: "When will it be again?"
Chang Mian was going crazy. He didn't have any confidence if she didn't tell her something: "Shang Shang, why don't you tell me something?"
Chang Shang just ignored him, which made him so anxious that all his hair fell out: "Say it again."