Chang Mian looked at her lovingly as he rowed the boat leisurely, without taking his eyes away from her for a moment.
In my mind, I thought about bits and pieces of the past.
"Shang Shang, you have known me for four years, right?"
Chang Chang nodded absently and continued to take pictures with her phone, "Yes, it's been almost four and a half years."
He didn't know that she remembered it so clearly.
The corners of Chang Mian's mouth raised slightly, thinking about the first time they met. It was in an interrogation room. He looked at her resume, and she sat there quietly, but very irritated, nervous, and a little wary.
"Do you remember the first time we met?"
Chang Shang thought of the first time they met and couldn't help but glare at him and pouted: "Of course I remember, you suddenly broke into my house and did that to me... I really wanted to kill you at that time, but I didn't
Afraid you'll send me to jail."
"Ahem, what did you say?" Chang Mian coughed lightly: "I mean that time in the interrogation room."
"You were wearing a mask at that time. Who knew who you were? That time doesn't count. The first time we really met was in an apartment near the school."
The only time she really met him was in a small apartment near the school. This bad-tempered man suddenly broke into her home and took possession of her. It was the best thing in her life, but she had no good memories at all.
Thinking about it now, I feel very angry.
Chang Mian looked unashamed. His woman naturally ate what she wanted. She could only take it home if she was satisfied. Otherwise, what if it didn't suit her appetite? She had to try it first.
But in this case, he would naturally not tell her.
"Time flies so fast, four years have passed in the blink of an eye." Chang Mian sighed after thinking about it, looked at her, and asked: "Shang Shang, do you think your life has been satisfactory in the past four years?"
"...very satisfied." Chang Shang didn't know why Chang Mian asked this question. She thought about it for a moment and then continued calmly: "The food, clothing, housing and transportation are all impeccable."
That's natural. He has never treated her badly in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation.
"Oh." Chang Mian looked at her, frowning slightly nervously, "What do you think of me? Tell the truth, I want to hear the truth."
"...it's also pretty good."
As soon as she finished speaking, Chang Mian frowned, with an inscrutable look in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to rub her hair: "Speak boldly, I said, I want to hear the truth, your truest thoughts.
, I don’t want to hear you talking nonsense to me.”
"It's pretty good. It's pretty good." Who dares to speak ill of him? That's not asking for death. She wouldn't dare to do it anyway, and it would be very disappointing, especially in such a beautiful environment.