President, go away!

She smiled and slowly stretched out her arm to cover his hand holding the steering wheel. The temperature in the palm was cold.

"Ah Qing, I will always be by your side. No matter what happens, I will always be by your side."

She looked at him with a smile.

Ou Qing also smiled. Everything seemed to easily turn into nothing in the dimple.

"You said, what should I say when I go to your house later? I think it\'s best not to say anything. Your father is calm every time he sees me. Your father doesn\'t seem to like me very much. He hasn\'t smiled at me since I first met him..."

Along the way, Shen Qingqing complained endlessly.

Ou Qing has been listening with a smile. Such a day can last a lifetime. It seems good.

In the afternoon, I listened to the old count William for two hours.

It\'s a little thing for two people to live. It\'s amazing that they can also list ten.

Fortunately, when he returned to Harris\'s house in the evening, count Harris didn\'t say a word of nonsense when he saw Shen Qingqing\'s listless appearance. He only coldly warned Ou Qing, "since I have all the certificates, I don\'t want to say anything more. Ah Qing, remember, as long as I Harris is one day, if you dare to bully Qing Qing, I\'ll let you have nothing."

Ou Qing smiled and said nothing. He didn\'t seem to be threatened.

In this world, he is the one who is most reluctant to let her suffer.

How could he allow himself to be bad to Shen Qingqing?

He wanted to hold all the best things in the world in front of her.

After dinner, they sat side by side on the garden bench, arm in arm and fingers clasped.

Shen Qingqing leaned her head lightly on his shoulder and smiled softly, but she didn\'t say a word.

"Cold?" Ou Qing asked, but she had taken off her coat and wrapped it around her.

"Not cold." Shen Qingqing smiled and shook her head.

Ou Qing gently scraped the tip of her nose and played with the smell, "I didn\'t ask you, I asked my son."

He spread out his palm and put it on her still flat belly.

Shen Qingqing pursed his lips and pinched his arm. "I also answered you for your son. He said he was not cold."

Ou Qing smiled and took her into her arms again. "Qingqing, let\'s try the wedding dress tomorrow."

Shen Qingqing leaned lightly against his heart and shook his head. "No, I already have a wedding dress."

Ou Qing was silent and his eyes were familiar. He knew that she was talking about the one he took out of the window and stained with his blood.

But it seemed that Sheng Weiran had tried at that time, so he always had some mind.

"Don\'t take that one. Let\'s change it. I believe that with your beauty, you will be more beautiful."

"Ah Qing, that\'s the wedding dress you robbed me. I just want to wear it to marry you. I\'ve asked someone to change it. When it\'s done, I\'ll get a veil. That\'s good."

Ou Qing shook her head reluctantly. From the very beginning, he was at a disadvantage with Shen Qingqing. He never had a way to brush her meaning, so he had to obey.

But such obedience made him feel very happy.

"Well, do as you say, but Qingqing, you seem to be more and more wayward!"

"Yes?" Shen Qingqing said with a smile.