Teasingly, "Are you in such a hurry to marry me?"
"Of course! Uncle, I've wanted to marry you for a long time. But why haven't you proposed yet? After all, you're not that young, you should marry me." Shui Qinqin had no embarrassment or shyness at all.
Probably, in Shui Qinqin's vocabulary, these two words rarely appear!
"What you say seems to make some sense, but I haven't prepared a wedding ring yet, how can I propose to you?" Qin Lang didn't go to work today, lazily lying on the sofa, looking so nonchalant.
"What does that matter, let's go! Uncle, let's go pick out a wedding ring!" In Shui Qinqin's eyes, any problem that can be solved is not a problem, just like now, Qin Lang says he doesn't have a wedding ring, it doesn't mean anything to her.
"Little girl, don't you understand romance! Isn't this something I'm supposed to pick out to surprise you?" Qin Lang was very curious about Shui Qinqin's way of thinking, how could it be like this.
