Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

Chapter 648 Confession (Part )

Murong Xue:...??? In such a romantic scene, are you kidding me?

What if I can’t guess it right?

If you guessed it right, I would be your girlfriend. If you didn’t guess it right, you would be my girlfriend?

Murong Xue's gaze moved back and forth between Song Pingqing's face and hands twice, and as expected...she didn't get any clues.

However, this time was different from every previous time. Murong Xue quickly followed Song Pingqing's thinking.

Why is she so confused?! She originally designed a couple's ring!

Doesn't Song Pingqing hold one in each hand?

Thinking of this, Murong Xue tapped Song Pingqing's left hand.

"Congratulations! You guessed it right."

Song Pingqing opened his left hand towards Murongxue, inside was a ring that was a slightly larger size: "Now I am your girlfriend, you can put the ring on me."

Even though she knew Song Pingqing's little trick, Murong Xue couldn't help but breathe a little lighter at this moment.

She took the ring made of small pink diamonds from Song Pingqing's hand, and gently held Song Pingqing's left hand with her other hand.

This was not the first time that Murong Xue had observed Song Pingqing's hands up close, but she still couldn't help but sigh in her heart again: Song Pingqing's hands were indeed beautiful.

Song Pingqing's hands were slightly larger than hers, dry, warm, and very clean, without any decorations on them.

Her nails were trimmed short and round, without any edges or aggressiveness. She didn't even wear the most basic nail polish or nail polish. Fortunately, her fingers were slender, so this nail shape didn't look ugly.

The moment the ring touched her fingertips, Murong Xue's mind suddenly emerged with the image of Song Pingqing's fingertips slowly sliding across the spine of a book.

That strange feeling of ambiguity made Murong Xue subconsciously straighten her back a little more, as if she wanted to make the act of "wearing a ring" appear more solemn.

However, when she put the ring on Song Pingqing's finger and gently touched her hand, the slightly rough touch made Murong Xue's thoughts wander uncontrollably again.

This time, the scene that emerged in her mind was Song Pingqing giving her a massage.

What a good opportunity, why did she fall asleep at that time? !

Hey...

Seeing that Murong Xue had already put the ring on her finger, but still held her hand and rubbed it absent-mindedly, with a strange and ambiguous look in her eyes, Song Pingqing's face began to blush.

It was a look full of possessiveness and suggestion.

With just a light cough, Murong Xue's messy thoughts were completely cleared away.

Murong Xue forced herself to calm down and looked up into Song Pingqing's eyes: "The ring is beautifully made."

It was as if she had just been admiring the ring.

Song Pingqing was still blushing and hadn't recovered from his shock. He didn't expose her thoughts and just hummed softly.

"Then...will mine look better?"

After saying this, Murong Xue's gaze was fixed on Song Pingqing's other hand, which she never let go of.

If she guessed correctly, the ring that belonged to her should be in this hand, right?

Song Pingqing was almost burned by the look in her eyes when she looked at his hands, but he still had to go through the process that had already been set.

So a certain guy who loved to make trouble raised the corner of his lips, revealing a smug smile, and naturally opened his hands towards Murong Xue.

It was completely empty in there.

As early as when Murong Xue put the ring on her finger, the ring was replaced by a staff member hiding in the dark.

"Huh?" Murong Xue obviously didn't expect Song Pingqing to really leave a blank option, and her tone was a little surprised: "What about mine?"

"In——" Song Pingqing deliberately kept the question in suspense.

Before he finished his words, a round, black creature in a red and white puffy skirt came towards this side, barking.

This time it was Song Pingqing's turn to be confused.

Although coal briquettes are indeed suitable for this occasion.

But? Didn't she order a bird?

Isn't it a trained salmon cockatoo???

This time, Murong Xue was not so surprised.

Because this black ball was arranged by her.

Now that it is the little black ball who has come up to deliver the ring, the other things will probably be delivered by the people originally arranged by Song Pingqing.

Murong Meiqiu didn't care whether Song Pingqing's expression was wrong.

He is already a super mature eight-year-old dog, fully aware that today is different from every day before.

Although he couldn't run towards Song Pingqing and the others as fast as a young dog, every step he took was still heroic and vigorous.

Even the peacocks courting mates in the zoo are not as imposing as this one.

Meiqiu walked up to Song Pingqing, stood still and sat down, raised one of his front paws and tugged at the purse hanging on his chest.

When I first brought it home, who would have thought it was a puppy with such a high IQ?

Song Pingqing understood and squatted down to take out the diamond ring.

"My dear girlfriend." Song Pingqing held up the sparkling ring in one hand and spread out the other hand in front of Murong Xue, "Hand over your hand~"

Murong Xue's hands are slightly smaller than Song Pingqing's, but much whiter.

This delicate pink color makes her skin look whiter and clearer when worn on her hands.

Song Pingqing also rubbed it a few more times.

These are hands that have never done any work.

So soft and delicate.

Perhaps someone sent a signal to the Western band, and the originally romantic and gentle music suddenly became cheerful and lively.

They were all familiar with this piece of music, which was very common at social dances.

This was not Song Pingqing's arrangement. Just as she was surprised, Murong Xue had already pulled her hand and placed it on her waist: "Dance with me."

Very proactive.

Song Pingqing instinctively supported Murong Xue's waist and asked, "Did you arrange this?"

It is actually difficult to completely integrate Western music with the red festive atmosphere, but at this time it seems less abrupt because it is mixed with Song Pingqing's ideas.

"Ah."

Song Pingqing's palm was somewhat hot. Murong Xue moved slightly uncomfortably and repeated the invitation with a firmer tone than the last time:

"I want to invite you to dance."

The heavy rain outside the old house was gradually weakening, and the sound of raindrops falling on the ground had been completely covered up by the music.

Even though there are no gorgeous skirts and guests coming and going, as long as the person is good-looking enough, the photo can be taken even if they are wearing a sack.

The photographers of each Niu Ma team looked at the cameras in their hands with great satisfaction.

It's really an existence that doesn't even need a P.

At the end of the dance, a "fluttering" sound was heard.

A pink cockatoo flew in from the gate with a string of glittering things in its mouth. When it flew past Song Pingqing, it let go of the things in its mouth and fluttered to a stand not far away, where it stood.

Song Pingqing took it subconsciously, then opened his palm, revealing a fox head necklace.

"Many animals are given various auspicious meanings, but I did not place any mandarin duck-related decorations in the venue."

"Because I think foxes are animals that are more loyal to their partners than mandarin ducks." Murong Xue reached out and took the necklace from Song Pingqing's hand and helped her put it on.

"Although tigers are solitary animals with a strong sense of territory..."

Murong Xue and Song Pingqing looked at each other, and the possessiveness in their eyes was exposed to Song Pingqing for the first time: "But compared to occupying our own territories with our lovers, I hope you will stay in my world forever."

Murong Xue's eyes gave Song Pingqing an indescribable feeling of surprise.

They grew up together, but Song Pingqing had never seen such a look in Murong Xue's eyes.

This look seemed to be saying that if Song Pingqing had taken a wrong step in the past, or had not come to her senses in time, then what awaited her would be imprisonment by Murong Xue.

Murong Xue put her arms around Song Pingqing's neck and leaned closer on tiptoe.

Before kissing Song Pingqing, Murong Xue said five words in an extremely confident and determined tone.

"You can't run away."