Chapter 162 Let's Get Married Next Year

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There was a slight aroma spitting out from the red lips, Fang Zheng also slowly leaned over.

Unexpectedly, when the soft feeling came, a light about the thickness of the mouth of the bowl came over.

"Hey! Big night, what are you doing?!"

The eldest man patrolling the community took a flashlight and shone impartially on the center of the lips and teeth where the two were about to kiss.

At this moment, the three of them were stunned for a moment. A man and a woman stared at the security guard, and the security guard also stood there awkwardly, with their mouths open.

"You guys continue!"

The uncle turned off the flashlight while talking, turned around, and Ma Liu sped up and left the place.

However, due to the addition of this immortal Daluo, the originally incomparably ambiguous atmosphere had long since disappeared. The woman looked at Fang Zheng shyly, and then quickly broke free from the man's embrace.

She sat dignifiedly on the chair with her head lowered, one hand running down the hair of her shoulder.

Fang Zheng was very disappointed when he saw Jiang Xiyao's current appearance. The security guard who killed this day will not come sooner or later. You really know how to pick the time.

"Xiyao..."

"Go home and sleep, it's very late, I have something to do tomorrow." Jiang Xiyao didn't want to be seen by others.

Thanks to the security man who didn't ask about the world, if someone who knew her saw it, the women would probably want to find a hole to get in.

This shabby place is obviously not very suitable for couples to do some very private things.

Jiang Xiyao stood up and looked at Fang Zheng with a blushing face: "Let's go? What are you waiting for?"

Fang Zheng sighed and said "unfortunately", then got up and walked towards home, Jiang Xiyao slowly followed behind Fang Zheng with a smirk.

The moonlight was like water, lengthening the shadows of the two of them one after the other.

"Xiyao, do you want to stop looking for the atmosphere just now? Xiyao?"

"Shut up! Go home!"

"Hey, I thought tonight would be a sleepless night."

Jiang Xiyao: "???You're getting more and more embarrassed!"

The man felt a hand stretched out from his waist, and he stepped forward quickly, he didn't want to suffer from pain again.

The woman said sternly, "Fangzheng, what are you running for? Tonight is not over yet!"

Jiang Xiyao quickly followed behind.

Fang Zheng was helpless: "It's not over yet? I said, Miss Jiang, I have a front and back like you at home, and I don't like those who accompany the wine."

"Fang is outside what are you talking about!"

"Be quiet, Mr. Jiang, you are too loud. It's one o'clock in the morning, and the neighbors have to go to work tomorrow."

"Fangzheng!" The woman gritted her teeth.

The two of them actually slept very late tonight, because Jiang Xiyao seemed to feel uneasy after returning home, and had to do something, but unfortunately in the end, he lost his wife and broke up.

On the contrary, Fang Zheng took advantage of him and scratched his waist.

The itchy Jiang Xiyao blushed brightly.

However, in the past few days, the woman could clearly feel that Fang Zheng's hand was getting more and more restless.

In the past, I simply hugged myself, with my hands through my pajamas, but now I would stick into my pajamas every night, even though I didn't do anything.

Hands are also very honest.

But Jiang Xiyao always felt that one day, his hand would run from the back to the front. When the frog was boiled in warm water, he might have all the cheapness taken away before he realized it.

The next morning, for the first time, the two of them had a good sleep at home.

After being woken up by the biological clock at 7:00, Fangzheng called the school to ask for leave.

After that, he hugged the woman in his arms and continued to sleep until after nine o'clock.

They both got up to eat when they were very hungry.

Get dressed, pack your things, and go downstairs to the supermarket to buy gifts for your loved ones today.

The sun today is not bad, the temperature is not too hot, and occasionally there will be a little cool wind blowing on the road, which is very comfortable.

Taking flowers and gifts, Fang Zheng first accompanied Jiang Xiyao to her father's grave.

Jiang Xiyao's father died in a car accident and left early. The man in the photo looked like he was in his fifties.

The woman puts flowers and some gifts in front of the tombstone.

She told Fangzheng: "When she was in school, she thought about what her father would look like when he got old, but she didn't expect that her father would never grow old."

Fangzheng was also quite touched by this sentence. There is only one way to stay young forever in the world.

But it is estimated that no one really wants to stay young forever.

In fact, Fangzheng didn't know how Jiang Xiyao came here over the years. After all, it was too late for him to know Jiang Xiyao.

But based on the days that I have known her for more than two months, I can probably understand how much hardship she has endured to survive until today when Jiang Xiyao inherited the family business after graduation a few years ago.

Fang Zheng finally bowed to Jiang Xiyao's father and said, "Happy Father's Day."

The two left hand in hand.

After meeting the first parent, it was time to meet Fangzheng's father.

Jiang Xiyao also specifically asked Fang Zheng's father what he liked most during his lifetime. Fang Zheng said that his father liked "guns the most!"

Before he was discharged from the army, he liked to buy this thing to play with cicadas the most.

Hearing Jiang Xiyao strange, after all, this thing is not popular to buy.

But according to Fangzheng's statement, the two went to the toy store to buy a gun on purpose. The clerk of the toy store thought it was the couple who went to buy toys for the child.

Fangzheng and Jiang Xiyao didn't say anything, and put everything on the grave. Fangzheng's father's posthumous photo looked much younger than Jiang Xiyao's father.

He looked like he was in his early thirties.

To say that he looks like Fang Zheng, his facial features are also similar, but Fang Zheng's father looks like a very honest person, and Fang Zheng...

Apparently he didn't inherit his "honest" gene.

The grandfather said something else before the grave, and finally left the grave with the words "Happy Father's Day".

Just after walking these two places, the sky was getting dark.

However, it was easy to ask for leave to play once, and Fang Zheng and Jiang Xiyao would not go back so soon. They watched a movie outside and had a dinner.

I wanted to go home before nine o'clock, but when they drove past the beach, the two parked the car on the beach very tacitly.

Fangzheng took Jiang Xiyao to go for a walk on the beach.

The air around the beach had a damp salty smell, and the two walked on the beach, leaving rows of footprints behind them.

Because it was late at night, the moon was already hanging in the sky, and the two figures were not obvious in the night.

"Fangzheng, let's get married today next year."

The woman walked side by side with Fangzheng, her beautiful eyes staring at the footprints she stepped on on the beach.

"Okay," Fang Zheng replied, "Beauty Jiang likes a quieter marriage proposal ceremony, or a livelier one."

Jiang Xiyao turned her head and glanced at Fang Zheng, as if she felt that she didn't need to answer this question.

Fang Zheng glanced at Jiang Xiyao: "At that time, it will be on this beach, only me and you."

Jiang Xiyao laughed, she stopped and stared at each other:

"I still remember once at the gate of your school, I asked you a question. I felt dissatisfied at the time. Now I ask you again, and you answer it again."

Fang Zheng also stopped, already guessing what the problem was.

Jiang Xiyao stared into Fang Zheng's eyes: "Fang Zheng, do you like me or not?"

The man hardly hesitated: "I like it very much."

After Jiang Xiyao frowned slightly, she suddenly raised her toes and gently pointed towards Fang Zheng's cheek.

The soft red lips touched Fang Zheng's cheeks, leaving a faint lipstick mark.

The woman blushed and straightened her body again, staring at Fang Zheng as if warning:

"Don't lie to me, I really believe you this time."

Fang Zheng laughed and rubbed the woman's head. The other party's expression was strange, and she was not a little girl.

"I see, I won't lie to you, just go home and go to work tomorrow."

"Hmm." The woman hummed honestly.

The two people on the beach quickened their pace and went back to the car to prepare to go home.

Although only sixteen years old, a plump little girl with dyed yellow hair was sitting on the reef, staring at the back of her teacher Fang and the big boss leaving.

After they drove away, the girl picked up a stone from the ground and threw it violently to the sea. The stone fell to the bottom of the sea and made a "dong" sound.