I Deliver Food In a Lamborghini

Ever since the two parents met, Nan Ge has been in a tense state.

She is very concerned about the wedding, and even in class, she would be distracted thinking about what theme to use for the wedding and what style of wedding dress to use.

For these, she has no concept at all.

Shen Yanqing had a delicate mind, and soon noticed her uneasiness.

"Leave these to me, and we will discuss them together when you are on vacation."

He said that he would prepare all the plans before her winter vacation. We will discuss further after the winter vacation.

Regarding these, Shen Yanqing also tried her best to do it herself. Nan Ge suddenly broke away from the uneasy mood and began to look forward to it.

She thought that Shen Yanqing was busy with the wedding recently, but she didn't know that Shen Yanqing was "working overtime" for the proposal.

Neither of them mentioned the marriage proposal, and Nan Ge naturally ignored it, never thinking that there was another marriage proposal waiting for her.

The time for the proposal was set on Nan Ge's birthday, but the venue has not been settled yet.

In the past week, Shen Yanqing sat in the office in a daze whenever he was free.

Special Assistant Yuan also sorted out everyone's opinions very carefully, and made them all as candidates.

It's just that Shen Yanqing always felt that these places lacked some meaning, simply put, they didn't meet expectations. In his opinion, there should be another best place to propose marriage that has not been mentioned or discovered.

For this, all the staff of the President's Office also racked their brains in private, very actively wanting to contribute to the CP they ate.

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"Hello?" On a rare weekend, Nan Ge personally cooked two bowls of noodles.

It's the only thing she can cook and eat.

However, Shen Yanqing has been absent-minded since sitting down.

Seeing the noodles in his bowl turn lumpy at a speed visible to the naked eye, Nan Ge called him several times, but he didn't hear him.

"Shen Yanqing!" She was a little annoyed, and knocked on the table hard.

The person on the opposite side raised his head.

He didn't go out today, and he was still wearing the home clothes. On weekends, what can a young couple do at home... The two of them just took a shower before eating, and his hair was not completely dry, and the broken hair was hanging obediently on his forehead.

They looked at each other, and there was still a trace of bewilderment in his eyes. With his attire, he looked like a man who was about to be thirty years old, and he was extremely harmless.

Nan Ge paused at the words on his lips, and asked after a while, "Aren't the noodles I made delicious?"

"It's delicious." At this time, Shen Yanqing's desire to survive was still very strong.

That would be weird, Nan Ge held his face with one hand and tilted his head to look at him: "Then why don't you eat? What are you thinking?"

Inexplicably, she thought of the sage's time afterwards, but how long has it been over? Is Shen Yanqing's reflex arc longer than hers?

Thinking of the scene that made people blush an hour ago and the wet sheets in the bathroom just changed, Nan Ge's eyes dodged for a while.

These days Shen Yanqing is very busy, and every day after returning home from the company, she has to stay alone in the study for a while. It's all like this, this old thing is still so heavy.

Not to mention that when the two of them are free on weekends, they will almost be entangled at home for a day.

Hiss... isn't he tired?

So much energy.

Of course, Shen Yanqing couldn't tell the truth, he was thinking about a marriage proposal just now. While he was still thinking about finding some reason to fool him temporarily, Nan Ge's brain circuit on the other side was still functioning stably, and she didn't need Shen Yanqing to change the topic, she would have gone astray before thinking about it.

Thoughts are like stepping on a banana peel, unimpeded all the way.

She was thinking about Shen Yanqing's current frequency, would it be possible for her to become pregnant out of wedlock.

After all, some measures are not completely reliable.

When the time comes, if she is hit, will she die... or will she die?

boy or girl?

She likes girls who are sweet and soft. What if it was a boy? Doesn't she want to have another one?

Is it possible that we really want to hug two for three years? According to Shen Yanqing's activeness in this matter, it seems that this possibility is not impossible.

Well, in fact, boys are fine too. If I have an older brother, I will take good care of my younger sister in the future.

Just like her and Nan Zhe.

It's pretty good to have an older brother like Nan Zhe.

What is the boy's name?

But then again, having a baby seems quite painful... After thinking about it, Nan Ge suddenly didn't want to have a baby anymore.

Is there any way to be a painless mother?

Why can't Shen Yanqing give birth?

It's the 21st century, why can't men have children?

The topic between the two of them was abruptly diverted without any words being exchanged.

——

Nan Zhe found out about Shen Yanqing's proposal a week before Nan Ge's birthday.

That day happened to be one night, and Nan Ge stayed in the dormitory because of too many classes tomorrow. Shen Yanqing happened to see Nan Zhe posted on Moments that he was in Huaicheng, so he asked him out.

The place where the two met was Nan Zhe's restaurant.

The restaurant is closed tonight, and the lobby is empty and bright. Shen Yanqing sat on the side and waited for him.

Nan Zhe just finished his date with Qi Yan, and only after sending him back did he rush over here slowly. Shen Yanqing waited for almost an hour before seeing him.

The manager on duty in the restaurant served some snacks to the two and left.

Nan Zhe took off his coat, folded it casually and threw it on the empty seat, then sat down opposite Shen Yanqing. He sat in a bold and unrestrained posture, not as upright as Shen Yanqing, and he made a lot of small movements after sitting down.

The movement and stillness of the two formed a stark contrast.

"What do we have to meet and talk about?" The last time the two met was when their parents met.

"You and Nan Ge are talking about marriage and have settled down, but I haven't written a word yet."

Nan Zhe really couldn't think of any serious business for Shen Yanqing to ask him alone.

As a result, this person was Wang Zha when he opened his mouth, "I'm going to propose."

"..." Nan Zhe put back the snack in his hand, wiped his hands with a paper towel, his tone was the same as usual: "When is it?"

"next week."

Nan Zhe quickly realized, "Excuse me... Nan Ge's birthday is next week."

"Yes." Shen Yanqing explained his plan, hoping that he could come to the scene.

If Nan's father and Nan's mother have time, it's best to come together.

Only then did Nan Zhe get serious, nodded and cooperated, "Okay. I'll go back and talk to them."

"By the way, where is the location? Where can I ask for it?" He asked a crucial question.

"In your house? Where are we hiding, in the closet?"

Shen Yanqing clasped his hands and put them on the table. Hearing this, he rubbed his thumbs slightly against the back of his hands. This was a subconscious action he would do when he was nervous.

"The location hasn't been chosen yet."

Nan Zhe was startled, "You're going to propose next week, and the location hasn't been settled yet?"

This efficiency is not like Shen Yanqing.

"It's still under consideration, and I've chosen seven or eight places, but none of them are particularly satisfactory."

Nan Zhe: "..."