"This is my gift to you, and it is also our current home." Bo Jingxing took the coconut in her hand and put it down, reached out and stopped in front of her, making an invitation gesture, "I'll take you to see?"

A series of accidents came suddenly.

Qin Yiren blinked, her mind was blank for a moment, and now she was still unable to recover and put her fingertips on his palm in a daze.

Bo Jingxing took her up.

Going along the white marble floor to the villa and pushing open the door, the style of the living room is different from that of the outside, and it looks very comfortable and warm. Although it is not as luxurious as outside, it has a unique warm atmosphere.

Looking at the decorations in the room quietly, Qin Yiren picked up the cute dolls on the sofa and asked incrediblely: "Jing Xing, are these arranged by you?"

"Yeah." Bo Jingxing looked at her with a gentle look, not wanting to miss any of her expressions, and explained gently: "It's a pity that I don't have time to come here in person. They are all commissioned by the decoration company, but these things are all chosen by me personally.

, I wonder if you like it or not?”

Qin Yiren nodded silently.

Bo Jingxing has a very good taste and deliberately accommodates her. How can he not like her?

"Just like it." Don't mind her abnormal tranquility, Bo Jingxing held her hand and passed by the living room and took her to the second floor. "The innermost is our room, I remember you like the white pastoral style...

”

While talking.

Bo Jingxing pushed open door after door, and it was filled with things Qin Yiren liked, including a game room and a large exaggerated cloakroom.

This arrangement reminded Qin Yiren of Chu's villa.

I heard that it was arranged by Chu Xinian and another of hers, which also accommodated her preferences. The biggest difference from here is probably the series of rooms that were not prepared for the baby.

"Xiaoqian, I understand your depression, but I promise to make you happy."

Standing in the room of two people, Bo Jingxing leaned over and kissed her on her forehead. She felt so comfortable and was in an unprecedented joy: "There are dances on Wednesdays and Fridays here. Do you want to be lively or not?

Meet our neighbors?"

Qin Yiren pursed her lips and said with a lonely expression: "Sorry, I'm not in the mood now."

"……It doesn't matter."

Smiling distractedly, Bo Jingxing took her to the game room, put the handle in her palm, and pressed her to sit on the sofa, "You play first, I'll prepare the drink for you, come back soon

.”

Qin Yiren tilted her head and asked in confusion: "Didn't you invite an aunt?"

"No." Bo Jingxing smiled and said slowly: "There are only two of us here, and I don't plan to let the third person intervene."

I heard the obsession that seemed to be invisible in his words.

Qin Yiren didn't speak anymore, watching him leave the room, sighing secretly in a heavy mood.

Judging from Bo Jingxing's serious attitude, he would not be put on the agenda for a while. I hope that life here can calm him down and find an opportunity to have a good talk.

Thinking of this.

Qin Yiren forced herself to cheer up, turned on the latest game console, and specially chose the two-player mode, waiting for Bo Jingxing to come back.

After a while.

Bo Jingxing came back with a fruit plate and juice. Seeing that she was playing the accompanying small game, a curve of her lips couldn't help but curl up.

“Try it, the fruit here tastes good.”

Putting the fruit plate in front of her, Bo Jingxing picked up another handle and asked her for the rules of the game inexperiencedly.

The IQ of a medical professor is very good at using it anywhere.

After Qin Yiren's guidance, Bo Jingxing quickly mastered the rules of the game and manipulated the game characters to fight side by side with Qin Yiren. No matter how terrifying the picture was, there was always a slight smile between his handsome eyebrows and eyes.

Qin Yiren looked at him quietly several times and thought this kind of development was pretty good.

The two of them played two hours of game with their own thoughts and chose to have an intermission break.

Bo Jingxing lay on the sofa with a slender body, pillowing on Qin Yiren's legs, raised his eyes and looked at her and asked, "Xiaoqian, what are your plans for ?"

Qin Yiren froze slightly and asked with uncertainty: "Wedding?"

"That's right." Bo Jingxing smiled slightly, his expression calmly as if he should have been: "I have made an appointment for the church here, but this is , and I don't want to make a decision alone."

Compared to deciding on the wedding of two people without authorization, the style of the wedding is the least important.

Qin Yiren wanted to speak but stopped, lowered her eyes to meet the man's smile, and asked softly: "Jingxing, have you thought it clearly?"

Bo Jingxing grabbed her hand and said meaningfully: "My bride is you, and there is no need to discuss this matter."

Qin Yiren's heart trembled and she smiled uneasyly: "I'm not talking about this, but I'm not a Catholic, and my relatives and friends are not present, and we don't have relevant documents..."

Thinking about finding a lot of reasons.

Qin Yiren carefully observed Bo Jingxing's expression, for fear of causing him to be displeased, after all, his paranoia was beyond her expectations.

If you really get married, the outcome will be even more unpredictable.

"I said that you don't have to worry about these trivial matters."

Bo Jingxing smiled unchanged, and patiently played with her fingertips, rubbed her ring finger with her fingertips, and continued intimately: "Let's go to the jewelry store after dinner? I heard that there are several new jewelry items here.

, very suitable for .”

He was planning the next wedding with great interest.

Qin Yiren dared not go against his wishes, and listened quietly to him and left everything to him.

Bo Jingxing made up his mind to make this wedding a beautiful beginning and memory between the two.

He said with great enthusiasm for a moment.

He threw away the gamepad, got up and went to the study to take out a lot of wedding magazines, spread them out in front of Qin Yiren, pointing to several of them and said: "I have made an appointment with the band on the wedding day, what color of bouquet do you like

?”

Qin Yiren flipped through the magazine perfunctorily.

She was thinking about how to go home, worried about her mother, brother and Baoer, so how could she have the heart to think about these things?

But seeing Bo Jingxing cares a lot, she cooperates with her heart: "I think white is more beautiful, and it's also champagne color."

Bo Jingxing nodded seriously and wrote down carefully: "It sounds good, the words of the dress..."

By the way of asking and answering questions.

In the evening.

Bo Jingxing got the answer he wanted, wrote a few long notes, and relied on the landline phone to contact experts from all walks of life, and said a few very professional English words from time to time. It seemed that he was really prepared.

Qin Yiren rubbed her eyebrows tiredly, and cooperated with her smile, but she was not thinking about the wedding being prepared.

She and Bo Jingxing...
Chapter completed!