"Jingxing..."

Qin Yiren's thin white palm was covered with sweat. She tentatively held Bo Jingxing's hand and spoke softly: "Have you ever thought that what you gave me may not be what I want?"

Bo Jingxing looked at her for a moment, and said with a smile on his lips: "Maybe the process may not be, but the ending must be what you want, and what we want."

Qin Yiren was silent, with gentle but firm moves back her hand, looking at him with unprecedented seriousness: "Tell me, what are you planning?"

Bo Jingxing thought for a moment.

He raised his hand and looked at the time on the watch, and held her hand again without saying a word, connecting her fingers.

Immediately afterwards.

He took out his cell phone with his other hand and did not hand it to Qin Yiren directly. Instead, he took it and opened a certain web page where the latest news in the city was playing.

In the video, fires surged into the sky on the overpass.

The reporter directed the cameraman to take close-up scenes of the accident scene, with anxious tone reports:

"...The cause of the car accident is still under investigation. The preliminary result is that the car suddenly lost control. Two passengers in the car, a man and a woman, have been rushed to a nearby hospital for emergency treatment. Judging from the current injuries, the man's condition is quite good.

Women have little hope of survival, and the hospital is contacting their families..."

The black and white water eyes gradually widened.

Qin Yiren looked at the content in the news in confusion and subconsciously wanted to take the phone. As soon as he moved his finger, Bo Jingxing pressed it on the sofa.

Her slender eyelashes trembled. She looked blankly at the handsome and deep man beside her and asked at a loss: "What do you mean by showing me this?"

Bo Jingxing stared at her pale little face in a profound and unfathomable smile: "Sorry, I forgot that you are twenty years old now, so it's better not to know some things."

"Jing Xing!" Qin Yiren frowned. No one could remain indifferent after seeing such unsettling news: "I don't understand, does that car accident have anything to do with you? They said that the incident was a man and a woman.

Could it be..."

Said.

She didn't care about anything else and looked up and down at the man in front of her with concern.

Although the news says that the man's condition is pretty good, the so-called good is only relative when looking at the situation at the car accident.

"Jingxing, are you injured?"

Unable to see through the man's secret expression, Qin Yiren did not have the mood to play a puzzle with him, and asked anxiously: "Tell me quickly, is it you who was injured in the car accident?"

“…Not me.”

Looking down at her panicked look, Bo Jingxing's cold and hard heart couldn't help but soften.

Reverting to his gentle and gentle image as before, he whispered comfortingly: "As long as you are by my side, how can I bear to have something wrong?"

Qin Yiren looked at him for a moment and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine if you're fine."

Bo Jingxing smiled softly, and his slender fingers lifted her chin and kissed her lingeringly.

The heartbeat was accompanied by indescribable strangeness.

Qin Yiren lowered her eyes and let him kiss her, not wanting to see the strange Bo Jingxing again, so she restrained her from pushing him away.

At the end of a kiss.

Bo Jingxing happily curled the corners of his lips, "Xiaoqian, I just settled you here for the time being and gave me a week."

It was obvious that he was in a better mood.

Qin Yiren asked carefully: "What about a week later?"

"There are private jets that send us abroad and we will have a wedding there. What do you think of France? Or what about the UK?"

Speaking of the next plan, Bo Jingxing did not specifically hide it from her.

The slender fingertips clicked on the mobile phone screen, and dozens of wedding photos popped up, presenting them in front of Qin Yiren one by one.

And he explained enthusiastically: "This one was designed by Parisian designer DR, this one was designed by his wife Elu, and this one..."

Looking at the gorgeous and dignified wedding dress in the photo in a daze, Qin Yiren did not dare to affect Bo Jingxing's mood, and squeezed a complicated smile into the corner of her lips.

"I think you might like this one, or this one?"

Flipped through dozens of wedding photos one by one, Bo Jingxing imagined Qin Yiren wearing them, never mentioning the news just now: "If you like them all, we can buy them all and hold a long and grand wedding

.”

For any woman, wedding is the most important day of her life.

Qin Yiren was mixed with feelings. She had fantasized about her wedding when she was very young, but she never thought that she would discuss it with the man she liked under such circumstances.

"Jing Xing, this is a waste." Trying to cater to his thoughts, Qin Yiren chose a wedding dress that is not too exaggerated: "I think this is very good, what do you think?"

Bo Jingxing thought for a while and smiled: "My Xiaoqian is so beautiful, it's very suitable for everything to wear."

Qin Yiren smiled embarrassedly and asked softly: "We must invite my brother and mother to our wedding. Are they going abroad with us? Or have you arranged a separate itinerary for them?"

Bo Jingxing narrowed his narrow eyes and said calmly: "The most important thing about a wedding is the bride and groom. I just want to enjoy our time with you and don't want anyone else to disturb you."

"How can family members attend our wedding be disturbed?"

Qin Yiren was panicked, and on the surface he pretended to be confused, and continued with a soft voice: "It's not just my family, but also Sister Bo and Uncle Bo. Maybe Mrs. Bo is willing to attend..."

Although she is not very mature at present, it does not mean that she is a fool.

According to the status of the Bo family, if Bo Jingxing really gets married, even if the location is abroad, there will be countless relatives and friends who want to attend, otherwise how can he deserve the identity of the Bo family heir?

"We can go back to China and do what you said." Bo Jingxing's smile remained unchanged, and he interrupted her lightly: "The identity of the Bo family is more sensitive. The wedding cannot be too luxurious and extravagant. I don't want to be wronged. I can only think of this kind of thing.

Compensation is done.”

"But, I would rather complete the ceremony with the blessings of my family and friends than a luxurious wedding."

Qin Yiren said this seriously and added: "You know my family is quite special. I have promised my brother that he will definitely let him hold my hand and hand me to my future husband's hand instead of my father. This is for me

It's very important."

Her requests are so ordinary that they can't find any problems.
Chapter completed!