Chapter Fifty-Nine: Fresh Flower Drill Ring

  Song Shuwei furrowed her brow, laughing and crying at the same time, enjoying herself for a while. With good intentions, she patted her back and reminded: "If you continue like this, I won't be able to hold it in anymore. I reckon that if there's one more time, you probably won't be able to leave today."

  Is there anyone who can still be so shameless and calm after being threatened?

  Is there anyone who has been treated like this and still remains completely unaware?!

  Not human! Not human!

  Xiang Hong thought so, but he clearly felt threatened from his words, hastily retreated, wrapped the quilt tightly, and stared at him vigilantly:

  "We need to have a good talk."

  Song Shuwei looked at her guarded posture and didn't try to get close to her again. Getting close to her was simply asking for trouble, and if he couldn't resist teasing her once more, she would probably blow up directly.

  There's plenty of time ahead, no rush, it's good to chat, he was thinking about how to get her by his side and cultivate feelings.

  He elegantly leaned back and reached out to take the ashtray, lit a cigarette, and slanted his body to size her up.

  He couldn't help but think of what his uncle said last night.

  Their relationship is equal to one step in place, the emotional bond that holds them together is too fragile, how can they deepen their feelings for each other as soon as possible?

  One is in the army, where time cannot be controlled by oneself; one is in military school, and even going out of the door has restrictions, it's hard to see each other every now and then.

  Without a reliable emotional bond, how could he feel at ease leaving her in this military school with many wolves and little meat?

  "Xiang Hong, we've been like this for so long, will you be my girlfriend?"

  "Ah?" Xiang Hong narrowed her eyes, staring at the man. His solid Adam's apple moved up and down as he smoked, making him look even more charming. His voice was so captivating!

  "What was that? She came back to her senses, rubbing her ears with her paws, she hadn't heard clearly the shocking news at all."

  Song Shuwei wasn't annoyed at all by her distraction, he thought that with this crooked gaze, looking at her lazy and just-awakened appearance, the atmosphere was warm and familiar.

  Home cooking?

  In an instant, the vague idea of home in my mind became clear and specific.

  If there must be a small family, then at least one of them should have a little woman who makes him worry.

  Thinking about it, I feel that way too. Not only did I not have any resentment towards being urged by my mom, but I also had a faint sense of anticipation deep down.

  This feels good.

  "I'm serious, Sang Hong, will you be my girlfriend?"

  Song Shuyu is indeed a man of action, for things he wants to have, he must take complete possession.

  Having occupied this little girl's sensitive body, he still felt it was not enough. To capture a woman's heart would be like taking over a new stronghold, and he needed to strategize his tactics.

  In a flash of inspiration, he decided on the simplest and most effective battle strategy - directness and sincerity.

  This time Xiang Hong heard it clearly, he wanted her to be his girlfriend!

  Uh—is this how the man settled it?

  He was pressed down by her and rubbed and squeezed, did he really like her?

  This man's love is just so... superficial?

  She felt an indescribable sense of frustration and bewilderment.

  Then she clenched her fists so tightly, thinking of chasing him on his Long March of ten thousand miles, but before taking the first great step, it was cut short like this?

  This unearned victory fruit, like a golden sponge cake that fell from the sky, smashed San Hong's hair into a daze, her eyes were dizzy, filled with an unreal sense of golden egg pancakes - even more like a prank.

  What's easily gained will be easily lost. Many of those rich second-generation officials are just playing with women's emotions under the guise of having a girlfriend. Xiang Hong shook her head, trying to drive these strange thoughts out of her mind.

  All she saw was her misty eyes suddenly shining brightly, her moist and shiny eyes wide open, like a searchlight, circling around his face for several laps.

  He is so sincere and touching!

  And she also likes him very much.

  She agreed to him, she agreed to him, she agreed to him - her heart was secretly jumping with irrepressible joy - then came hidden worries.

  Is it too fast for two people who have only met twice in their lifetime to be together as boyfriend and girlfriend without any suspense?

  She hasn't even gone shopping with him, eaten with him, watched a movie with him...

  In short, all those steps that a girl goes through before being chased by a boy, she hasn't experienced any of them, and he just wants to get her like this in one step?

  ……

  Song Shuwei gazed at her star-like eyes, watching as the increasingly dazzling light made him lose his soul for a moment.

  She felt something was off, and when she heard his words, how could he have reacted like that - he realized too late that he had spoken out of turn, revealing his true thoughts; asking her to be his girlfriend was clearly what he really wanted at that moment.

  It's obvious that asking her to be his girlfriend implies trying to win her over and move her.

  This carelessness, one sentence sold himself.

  He has a kind of surrendered what initiative is generally unreliable, that feeling is like he dug a hole himself, the result is to bury himself that uncomfortable.

  Did he underestimate his opponent?

  As expected, it was as if confirming his premonition. The extremely black and bright pupils of Sang Hong seemed to see through his soul with a hint of spirit, and he stared at the small spark of surprise in her eyes, which unexpectedly turned into calmness, pride, and disdain.

  Right, and his eyes seem to have a bit of dominance now, he's the kind of person who is looked down upon.

  This feeling made him extremely unfamiliar and strange, how could she complete the transformation from a timid little maid to a proud evil queen in an instant?

  She was so radiant and carefree that Song Shuyu felt invigorated, it was interesting, really interesting.

  He concealed the excitement in his eyes and said in a low voice: "Why aren't you speaking? Are you agreeing?"

  Xiang Hong batted her eyelashes and gave him a charming smile, with a cunning and sharp glint in her eyes:

  "You should first ask those friends who have chased after girls for advice on how to phrase this sentence in a way that will get you the answer you want."

  Some were unexpected, but Song Shuyu didn't feel defeated at all, and instead had some small surprises.

  Even if she likes him and is willing to half-heartedly go along with it, after all, she's a girl and knows that being reserved is still necessary.

  To prove his sincerity, he raised his hand and extinguished the cigarette butt, looking at her very frankly and calmly said:

  "Truth in a different place becomes fallacy. Asking friends for advice is not as good as asking you directly, can you teach me how to satisfy your vanity of turning the tables?"

  "Flowers? Diamond ring? Mansion? Whatever you like, just say it."