Chapter 1225: Are you proposing?

Marriage...

Why suddenly talked about marriage.

Shi Luo was stunned for a few seconds, raised her eyebrows and looked at the

serious-looking man, "Are you proposing marriage?"

"What do you think?" Zong Zhan lifted his thin lips without a color, "With our

current relationship, if I propose to you, are you sure you won't call me

stupid?"

Shi Luo: "..."

He understands quite well.

Zong Zhan leaned forward, his deep eyes hiding a sharp sharp edge, "Siluo, I

am not a passionate young man in my early twenties, nor do I have as rich

emotional experience as you. I put down my body and accompany you to play this

kind of nurturing game, you I really don't understand my intentions?"

"What's your intention?" Silo pulled on the zipper of his coat and played with

it unconsciously, with the slightly raised eyebrows showing a bit of

frivolousness, "You don't just say that I don't know what you think, you are a

big man..."

"Silo, stay with me, be my woman."

At this moment, all the sounds disappeared.

Siluo’s words disappeared between her lips and teeth, and she looked at the

slowly flowing stream without turning her face away, and asked lazily, “Which

kind of woman, please make it clear.”

"So hypocritical?" Zong Zhan rubbed the back of her neck, and a thin smile

appeared on her handsome face, "Do you want me to be more straightforward?"

Xi Luo shook his shirt, "If you don’t explain it, then continue to be unclear.

Anyway, I think you also like to play the game of nurturing."

Perhaps Shi Luo's magnanimity pleased Zong Zhan, or it might be because their

relationship really needs a turning point.

The man used his fingertips to open the messy hair on her forehead, and slowly

said, "Silo, you know who I am. With me, you have no other choice. Whether

it's new or old , You must be cut off from them, my marriage is protected by

the law, understand?"

Understood.

He is rushing to get married.

but……

Siluo opened his zipper and whispered, "Who are we hypocritical, can you die

if you like it? Long talk nonsense, if you just say that you like me, you will

have everything."

She just wanted to hear him say something like she liked it, but the dog had

to care about him.

Zong Zhan chuckled lightly, leaned over and pulled her back into his arms,

"You won't agree if I don't say it?"

Silo was silent for a moment, and smiled slyly, "You should understand what I

think?"

"What do you mean?" Zong Zhan put his hands on her shoulders, squinting

dangerously, "Speak clearly."

Xi Luo tucked off her hair, learning from his previous tone, counterattacked,

"Do you want me to be so straightforward?"

Zong Zhan was blocked to death by what he had said.

He regrets it and should not play word games with this woman.

Zong Zhan pursed his lips displeasedly, sighing and muttering, "Si Luo, I..."

"Sister Luo——" Husky Gu Chen howled from the direction of the forest, "The

grilled fish is ready, come back to eat."

Xi Luo turned around and saw Zong Zhan's somewhat annoyed look, and joked: "I

hope you can understand the truth about being outdated."

This is just a small episode, far from affecting each other's feelings.

But Shi Luo wants Zong Zhan to understand that women don’t want much, and one

sentence of love can be worth everything.

If everything depends on her own experience and comprehension, it is Buddhism,

not love.

Shi Luo strolled back to the direction of the campfire, not in a hurry, but

feeling a little depressed.

is not for Zong Zhan, but suddenly felt.

There are too many joys that are too late to say, and in the end they are all

lost by time.

He didn't say he liked it, but blurted out and used marriage to restrain the

relationship.

Is it because he is of marriageable age, or because she is suitable for

marriage?

Siluo bowed her head and walked forward, her inner feelings were mixed, and

she was unclear and unclear.

She understands, this is called suffering from gains and losses.

For a short distance, Shi Luo walked very slowly. When footsteps sounded

behind her, she did not look back, but deliberately slowed down.

In the next instant, the man grabbed her hand from behind and wrapped it

firmly in his palm.

With less than 20 meters left, the group members near the bonfire cheered and

clapped their hands.

Because this is the first time Zong Zhan held Silo's hand in front of the

action team.

Zong Zhan said: "Si Luo, I liked you very early, I thought you knew."

Silo's heart was completely disturbed.

The disappointment of the previous moment and the pleasure of this moment

collided with fierce sparks in the chest.

Siluo looked sideways, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly. However,

the man in his field of vision did not look at her, so he held a rigid cheek

and gradually led her back to the team.

"How early is it?" Silo held his dry palm, with a somewhat triumphant tone,

"Creatively in love with me?"

This time, Zong Zhan looked straight ahead and said bluntly, “It’s not a

secret crush. At first, I only thought that you were hypocritical, and wanted

to clean up.”

Siluo stopped and shook his hand abruptly, "You don't need to say that."

Dog things can never change his aggressiveness in his bones.

"Aren't you making me more straightforward?"

Zong Zhan grabbed her hand again, and the playful tone made Silo instantly

dumb.

She held her chin open and snorted, "If you can get me as a rich woman, you

can laugh, and you're embarrassed to talk back."

"The rich lady is right in everything." Zong Zhan tilted his head and blew

into her ear, "Satisfied?"

Shi Luo was coaxed to be excited, and she made an expression of disgust on her

face proudly, "Reluctantly."

Zong Zhan hid a smile in his eyes, making no secret of his indulgence and

appreciation for Shi Luo.

The woman he likes does have several faces.

She can be a capable and elegant strong woman, or she can be a little woman

full of fun.

If such a temperament is grasped in place, he will get a thorny rose; if she

is free from restraint, she is no different from a thorny sickle.

Zong Zhan remembered his evaluation of Silo, his lips deepened, and he

couldn't help but took her hand to his lips and kissed twice, "Baby, do it

lightly, otherwise don't blame me regardless of the occasion. Pack you up."

Siluo stopped doing it, and flirted with her hair from her ear with style,

lifted her foot and walked towards the pile of men by the campfire.

Zong Zhan: "..."

Wild Rose is so ** difficult to control, and if she doesn’t agree, she ran

away to mess around with flowers.

"Sister Luo, are you two of this?"

Xiong Ze wears a bandage on his chest, even if he is injured, he never forgets

to inquire about gossip about his fingers.

Siluo tore off a piece of fish and sent it to his mouth, catching a glimpse of

his little movement, "Which one?"

"That's...you and the boss finally sublimated their friendship?"

may be a professional habit, Xiong Ze’s loud voice instantly overwhelmed the

conversation around him.

In front of the bonfire, countless pairs of eyes cast attention to Shi Luo.

In response, Shi Luo smiled no surprise: "No way?"

Xiong Ze scratched his head, lowered his voice and asked her: "Well, what

about Brother Chen? He said that he is your assistant secretary, and he came

here to accompany you..."

(End of this chapter)