As if she had been stabbed in a painful corner, Luo Qian almost jumped up on the bed, "Who said I have a crush on him? No one I have a crush on will have a crush on him."
Seeing Luo Qian's stubborn refusal to admit it, Ning Xiaotong finally understood what it was like to be in love, unreasonable and unreasonable. Maybe she was the same at that time, but what she got was Huangfu Lin's patient tolerance.
Ning Xiaotong sighed, she couldn't imagine that Luo Qian, who had always been known as a tomboy, had also found her own Prince Charming and her own happiness.
"Qianqian, you and Song Gang are together and you don't want to invite me to dinner?"
Seeing the undisguised cunning in Ning Xiaotong's eyes, Luo Qian disdained, "I'm with him, why should I invite you to dinner?"
Ning Xiaotong chuckled, "Look, if I weren't with Huangfu Lin, you wouldn't be able to see Song Gang, you wouldn't fall in love with Song Gang, and you wouldn't be able to find your own happiness so quickly." Ning What Xiaotong said was clear and logical.
Luo Qian thought about it carefully for a while, but she always felt that this was not what Ning Xiaotong had in mind.
Suddenly remembering what Song Gang had asked her to do, Luo Qian turned her eyes, looked at Ning Xiaotong, and said mysteriously, "Isn't it okay to treat you to dinner?"
When Ning Xiaotong saw something interesting, her eyes lit up, "Qianqian still understands me best." As she said this, she was about to give Luo Qian a big hug.
I met Song Gang by the way, so I could give him some advice. Who told him to run away in front of me in the morning? I originally wanted to ask him something!
Ning Xiaotong looked at Luo Qian, and she always felt that there was something else in Luo Qian's eyes. She looked carefully, but there was nothing there. "Qianqian, you don't know how to play with me, do you?" Ning Xiaotong curled her lips.
"When have I ever lied to you? Don't worry. Song Gang and I will discuss the location and let you know when it's settled." Luo Qian patted her chest and promised.
"Okay." He pouted and wanted to discuss it, which made his skin crawl.
"Qianqian."
"Huh?" Luo Qian turned to look at Ning Xiaotong. She had been quiet for a while and then came again. She couldn't help but hold her forehead.
I really don't know how Huangfu Lin tolerated Ning Xiaotong's fickle temperament.
"Hurry up and have a baby. By then our baby can get married and become an in-law." Ning Xiaotong thought deeply and even thought about the future of her child.
Luo Qian pouted, "Then what if we both have sons or daughters?"
"Then let them become the best buddies, and let's live together again." Ning Xiaotong looked at Luo Qian as if she were an idiot.
Luo Qian was completely speechless. How many children does Ning Xiaotong plan to have? Besides, you can't just have the children you want, okay?
Seeing Ning Xiaotong still fantasizing and mumbling words, Luo Qian chose to stay away from Ning Xiaotong automatically.
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In a beautifully decorated venue, dreamlike violet gauze covers the entire hall. With the breeze, it floats gently, and the gauze hanging on the floor sways slightly. Looking from a distance, it looks like a purple ocean, blurred and dreamy.
A bright red carpet stretches from the door to a stage several meters high. The bright red blends perfectly with the surrounding violet curtains.
Under the stage, there were dozens of banquet tables on both sides, with snow-white tablecloths and exquisitely crafted tableware. People stood quietly in their respective positions with solemn expressions but with blessings.
His eyes were fixed on the central stage without blinking.