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Chương 52: Let's spend the rest of our lives together

Si Boheng had a smile on his lips and gently rubbed her head.

"It's not a joke."

Yan Rongrong reached out to pull his hand.

"Stay away from me. Let me find a crack in the ground and crawl in. It was so embarrassing just now."

Si Boheng looked at the blanket on her body, his eyes a little dark.

He pondered for a moment and said.

"That, I didn't know before, that's why... I brought them to my house. I should have told you beforehand."

Yan Rongrong glanced at him quietly, and then lowered her head quietly. It was not a matter of who was right or wrong, it was a matter of her wanting to burrow into the ground.

"It's okay. They are all people who have seen big scenes. Don't pay attention to them. Just treat them as cabbage."

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, Si Boxheng looked at her and asked anyway.

"You today..."

In fact, he shouldn't ask this kind of question. He felt that Rong Rong would do this, and the intention was obvious, but he couldn't believe it. After all, it seemed that Rong Rong had no idea about him before.

Si Boheng was originally prepared for a protracted war. He may not love the girl in front of him that much now, but he definitely has a good impression and liking, and there should be a connection with her experience.

He would never let her go, she was the mother of his child, and he had never thought of separating mother and son.

Hearing Si Boheng ask this question, Yan Rongrong's nervous palms became sweaty, but she also knew to make it clear, otherwise it would be unjustifiable for her to do this to others for no reason.

Yan Rongrong took a deep breath and looked up at Si Boheng.

"I... like you, it may feel sudden to you, but I am telling the truth."

After she finished speaking, she quickly lowered her head and began to pick her fingers again, her heart pounding nervously as she continued.

"I don't have any other intentions, and I understand that you can't force this kind of thing. If you... don't like me, I will still leave as I said before, when the baby is born."

Suddenly, Yan Rongrong felt herself being pushed into her arms by a big hand. The reassuring scent of Si Boheng's body made her shocked, surprised, and a little unbelievable.

Is this... a success? He also wants to be with her.

Si Boheng whispered in her ear.

"Then let's spend the rest of our lives together."

Yan Rongrong nodded vigorously in his arms. Although Si Boheng didn't say he liked her, she felt very content now. If they lived the rest of their lives together, then she would live with the baby, and she could also live with him. .

She also hugged him hard, smelling his reassuring scent, with tears flashing in her eyes. It was so good, this time the god of luck finally favored her.

The blanket on her body slipped silently to the ground. Si Boheng put his arms around her slender waist, touched the smooth skin, and saw the wonderful scenery on her back, and his body suddenly froze.

Then, he quickly pushed Yan Rongrong away and kept a little distance from her.

Yan Rongrong was still immersed in happiness, but when he suddenly pushed her away, she felt a little confused and couldn't help but feel uneasy. Was this... regret?

No, he just said that they would spend the rest of their lives together, and she would not allow him to go back on it. She quickly reached out and hugged him hard.

"Mr. Si, you just promised me and you can't go back on it."

A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Si Boheng's head, and his face looked very unnatural.

"No, you... let go first."

Yan Rongrong hugged her tighter.

"don't want"

Si Boheng's heart was beating wildly and his breathing became rapid. He suddenly felt that finding such a pure little girl was really a torture!

"Rongrong, let go first. If you don't let go, something will happen."

Yan Rongrong raised her head in his arms and asked him with a pair of big black and white eyes.

"What happened? You want to hit me? I won't let you go even if you hit me."

After the words fell, her face suddenly froze, and she felt something. Looking at Si Boheng's pursed lips and flushed face, Yan Rongrong finally understood what he meant by the accident.

Her face suddenly turned red, and she quickly let go, backed away, and quickly lowered her head.

Si Boheng took a deep breath, turned around and went out, and helped Yan Rongrong close the door.

Yan Rongrong touched her face. It was even hotter than before. She felt that her IQ was declining rapidly today. Why did she do such two embarrassing things?

Especially since she told Si Boheng just now that she would not let go even if he beat her, it was really embarrassing to think about it now.

Si Boheng soaked in the bathroom for almost an hour before coming out.

Yan Rongrong was seen sitting in the living room with a book in her hand.

She had changed out of her original clothes and was now wearing light-colored home clothes with two little yellow ducks printed on her chest.

Seeing Si Boheng come out, she put down her book and stood up.

"Mr. Si, have you... finished washing?"

After asking, she wanted to give her head a blow. She finally got over the embarrassment, why did she still ask?

Si Boheng didn't have any expression. He walked to her side, picked up the book, read it, and said.

"I'll take you to school tomorrow to register. As for whether you go or not, it depends on your mood and time."

"Can I really not go to class? If I don't go, I won't be recorded as absentee?"

As a child from an ordinary family, Yan Rongrong has been going to school strictly according to the school system since she was a child. She has never heard of students who can graduate without going to class.

Seeing Si Boheng nodding, she had to lament the world of rich people!

"Mr. Si, um, I have something to tell you."

Si Boheng looked at her and nodded slightly.

Yan Rongrong put her legs on the sofa, crossed her legs and spoke with some difficulty.

"It's like this, my family, they...didn't they meet my brother that day? He might tell my family about me and you being together. I'm afraid they will come here to make trouble and ask you for money. So I think...I think, I want to transfer my hukou first."

Yan Rongrong was upset. She originally wanted to ask if she could get the certificate first, but she was afraid that Si Boheng would misunderstand that she was threatening him with the baby, so she changed her original idea. She would move out her household registration first, and then they would There is nothing left to threaten Si Boheng.

Regarding her parents, Yan Rongrong admitted that she had resentments. Especially when she rushed back to the shop anxiously that day, she felt chilled and sad when she heard what her mother said. She really didn't want to have much contact with her family now, and she was also afraid He would bring Si Boheng into trouble.

In fact, she still didn't understand what kind of family the Si family was, so how could Si Boheng be afraid of getting her involved.

But Yan Rongrong is really trying her best to protect those close to her in her own way.

Si Boheng frowned slightly. Yan Rongrong was so hesitant. It was definitely not about changing her household registration, because it was not difficult. But he couldn't think of what she wanted to say to him. Did she need his help?

"RongRong, no matter what happens, you have to tell me, you know?"


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