"..."
Jiang Yao glanced at Wen Qiao, with a look that said, "You must be dreaming": "I've heard of getting married together, but never announcing it together. Do you want to crash Weibo's servers on that day?"
"...that's true." Wen Qiao thought over what Jiang Yao just said, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "Then when can we get married together?"
"..."
Why doesn't she ask when they can have a baby together?
Jiang Yao pushed Wen Qiao's face away, unable to stand it: "We haven't even gone public yet, how can we talk about marriage? Besides, has your man bought you a diamond ring? Did he propose to you that you're in such a hurry?"
"It's fine." Wen Qiao said nonchalantly: "Anyway, except for Fu Jinghen, I doubt anyone else can tolerate me. I'm definitely tied to him for life; he indulges me in everything. For something like a proposal, I can propose to him."
Jiang Yao rubbed her forehead in frustration: "Do you still know how to write the word 'restraint'?"
