Chapter 974 Cellist, Do You Want to Try Marriage?23

He hung his coat skillfully beside him, and raised his eyes to see Bu Qingge rubbing her legs.

Yan Shengyi, who hadn't even changed his shoes, rushed over and held her hand: "What's wrong?"

"I squatted for a long time just now, and my feet are a little numb, so..."

Yan Shengyi was stunned, and his eyes fell on the messy flowers and plants on the balcony.

"Why didn't you tell me when you made these things!"

Bu Qingge blinked, then smiled and said, "I wanted to make something for you, but I didn't expect..."

Yan Shengyi shook his head, raised his head and pinched her nose: "You! Sit here!"

Then Yan Shengyi completely ignored the shirt and trousers on his body, how much they cost, and rolled up his sleeves, and began to plant these flowers and plants very skillfully, not unfamiliar at all.

Bu Qingge, who was sitting next to him, waited until her feet felt a little more comfortable, and quickly ran to his side and continued squatting: "You look more skilled!"

"Did you often do these things with your mother before?"

"Huh?" Bu Qingge raised her eyebrows and looked at the man in front of her in confusion.

I have never heard him talk about his own family.

It is impossible not to be surprised when I heard him say this.

"My mother likes to take care of these flowers and plants, but she is afraid of hurting her hands, so she usually stands by and directs me to do things." Yan Shengyi fell into memories and began to talk about these things!

"No wonder you are so skilled!"

"But I haven't done these things for many years, so I am still a little rusty!" Yan Shengyi said calmly, sounding very calm, but in fact...

Bu Qingge hugged him and leaned on his shoulder regardless of the occasion.

She didn't say anything.

No words of comfort.

She just hugged... Yan Shengyi quietly.

After the man finished all the work at hand.

Bu Qingge lowered her voice and said slowly: "I like to do these flowers and plants, but I am clumsy, I guess I will have to trouble you in the future!"

"What trouble? Do we need to be so polite?" Yan Shengyi didn't care whether his hands were dirty or not, and pointed directly at Bu Qingge's head, "Don't say such things in the future!"

"Oh... I just blurted it out, I believe you don't mind!" Bu Qingge smiled and stuck out her tongue unconsciously, looking innocent and romantic.

Yan Shengyi almost laughed out loud, but he still held back and said: "If you say such polite words in the future, I will have severe punishment?"

"Punishment?" Bu Qingge asked.

She admitted that she wanted to know what this punishment was.

"Yeah."

"What punishment?"

"Secret."

"If you don't tell me, I won't be polite!" Bu Qingge admitted that she was deliberately courting death, just wanting to know what this punishment was.

"Why are you not polite!"

"I say thank you to you every day, and ask you for help in every sentence. I am very polite to you!"

Yan Shengyi raised his eyebrows, and his eyes turned slightly: "Oh?"

Bu Qingge's face wrinkled into a bun instantly, as if she was thinking about how to say it to stimulate the punishment Yan Shengyi said.

Before she could react.

Yan Shengyi grabbed her hand, took her to the bathroom, and washed her hand carefully.

Before Bu Qingge could speak, his low voice sounded.

"This is the punishment!"

Then, he sealed her lips with a kiss.