Chapter 89 I Won’t Kiss Her, She Is so Fierce!

Xuxu patted her chest and scolded him, then replied: "Yan Rusheng called, as if he was out of his mind."

"Oh." Jiang Zhuoheng responded lightly, and then gently hugged her shoulders, "I'll take you back. It's getting late."

Hearing this, Wen Xuxu turned on the phone screen and took a look at the time. It was almost ten o'clock, and it was indeed late.

On the way back, the car window was open, Xuxu rested her chin on her hands, and looked outside. The bustling night scene of the city passed through her eyes one by one.

Waves of cool breeze caressed her cheek, and the noise in the bar finally completely disappeared from her mind, and her mind became quiet.

Jiang Zhuoheng concentrated on driving, and the two of them had zero communication along the way.

When they arrived at Xuxu's community, the car drove in and stopped at the door of her unit. Xuxu unbuckled his seat belt and looked at Jiang Zhuoheng, "Would you like to get in and sit down?"

Jiang Zhuoheng shook his head, "I won't go, it's too late."

It was indeed getting late, Wen Xuxu did not force it, "Then be careful on the road, good night."

She got out of the car, closed the door, and stood outside the car with a smile and waved to Jiang Zhuoheng.

"Go to bed early." Jiang Zhuoheng lowered his head slightly in the car and looked at Xuxu with a deep look.

"Yeah." Xuxu nodded, then turned and walked into the building, taking out the keys as he walked.

"Xuxu, I'm waiting for you."

Suddenly, Jiang Zhuoheng's voice came from behind.

It's like a confession that took courage.

Xuxu was stunned, her head slowly stood up, and then she turned back little by little.

There was a muffled sound as the car engine started, and the white Audi drove out of her sight like a bolt of lightning.

She froze on the spot, and she didn't come back to her senses until the car turned around and drove past her sight.

The cell phone in the bag suddenly reminded me that it was a text message notification tone.

Xuxu took out the phone from her bag and glanced at it. It was from Jiang Zhuoheng.

Click to open: "If you agree, wear the Bestlove I sent to your birthday party. If you haven't decided yet, I will wait."

Wen Xuxu is embarrassed!

It would be better if I didn't add the last sentence, I will wait...

Ah Heng, you are putting pressure on me.

She held her mobile phone and looked up at the starry sky, with a hint of melancholy in her eyes.

Grandpa, do you really want me to get married?

…

When Xuxu returned home, she changed her shoes and went directly to the bathroom as usual. After taking a shower, she came out wrapped in a bathrobe and entered the room.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, blowing her hair, the whirring sound of the hair dryer in her ears disturbed her mood and thoughts.

She simply closed it, placed the hair dryer on the table, reached out and gently opened the dresser drawer, and took out a dark red wooden box from inside.

The box was locked with a small golden lock. She got up and went to the bedside table drawer to find a key. She found the smallest key on it and opened the wooden box.

Inside the box lay a bright yellow plastic ring with some black mold spots on it.

Xuxu put down the box, took out the ring, and put it on her little finger. Then she raised her hand to face the mirror, with a bitter smile on her lips.

'Now please let the bride and groom exchange rings...'

'The groom can kiss the bride...'

‘I won’t kiss her, she’s so fierce. ’

‘Yan San, you must abide by the rules of the game. Xuxu is the bride and you are the groom. ’

‘Okay, just kiss. ’

‘Bah! ’

The box of memories was opened, and Xuxu looked at herself in the mirror with dull eyes. She raised her other hand and gently stroked her face.