Chapter 962 Cellist, Do You Want a Trial Marriage?11

"..." Bu Qingge's eyes widened involuntarily when she heard it, and she was stunned, as if she had heard the most unlikely words.

"What did you say? Can you say it again?"

Yan Shengyi was not impatient, and he repeated again: "Let's try marriage!"

The man did not show much joy on his face, nor did his eyebrows and eyes have a bit of warmth. He looked cold and inaccessible, but also fascinating, making people want to get close to him unconsciously.

Yan Shengyi's existence is a contradictory whole.

"Aren't you kidding me?" Even after hearing it twice, Bu Qingge still didn't believe her ears and felt that she had heard it wrong!

"Aren't you lying to me?"

"Do I look like I'm kidding?" Yan Shengyi asked back.

"No."

"Are you kidding me about trial marriage before?"

Bu Qingge was not kidding, she shook her head quickly.

Before she could even open her mouth to speak, Yan Shengyi put his hand on her head and rubbed it for a few times, lowering his voice: "For trial marriage, do we need to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register?"

"It seems not necessary!"

"What exactly is trial marriage like?"

"Live together for two years before marriage!"

As soon as she opened her mouth, she wanted to take back her words!

But...

She looked up and saw Yan Shengyi's slightly smiling eyes.

In an instant, she understood what those words meant.

And she also knew what kind of impression her slip of the tongue had left in his heart.

Bu Qingge wanted to explain something.

Yan Shengyi walked beside her and held her still slightly trembling hand tightly: "Do you want to live together in my house or in your house?"

The man's words were clear and had a cool temperature.

After thinking about it carefully, you can feel his seriousness.

"Are you sure?" Bu Qingge was still a little uneasy. She couldn't believe that she could hear these words from Yan Shengyi's mouth...

"If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't say this to you." Yan Shengyi looked at her seriously, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the car, the breath of Yan Shengyi continued to spread, and in an instant, he tightly wrapped her surroundings.

And his breath, his vitality, seemed to have filled her life from the future of a very actor in such a moment.

Such a feeling made Bu Qingge's heart beat wildly.

She swallowed a mouthful of water and said very seriously: "Do you want to live in my house?"

"Sure!" Yan Shengyi responded immediately.

"Then I'll come to pick you up tomorrow!"

Yan Shengyi moved his realization outside the window, and put his other hand on the car door: "It's better to do it today than to wait for a day. Now you and I go upstairs to pack up, and I'll go to your house directly. How about it?"

"So soon?" Bu Qingge was extremely surprised.

She had never seen the original owner's house until now, and she didn't know the layout of that house at all.

If Yan Shengyi is taken there easily...

The consequences can be imagined.

"Tomorrow! I haven't packed up yet!" Bu Qingge closed her eyes and decided in her heart that she would go back immediately and stay up all night to pack up all the things that Yan Shengyi couldn't see.

"Is there anything in your room that I can't see?"

Bu Qingge blushed: "No!"

"It seems that there is!"

"But I don't have a place for you to live!"

"Didn't you say trial marriage? The two of us can sleep in one bed!"