the mouse click-clack-click.The only thought in my mind right now is to finish the mockup as soon as possible!As Leng Zhujing walked towards the company building, she saw that a light was on in an of...His face... it was strangely similar to that man's....

Tong Yimo stared wide-eyed at Leng Zhulang.

At this very moment, all sounds ceased, time stood still, and only she felt her heart flutter for him. Her chest pounded like a frantic little deer.

"Will you marry me"

The sounds of the cold midday scene seemed to drift over from afar.

Tong Yimo dazedly replied, "I'm willing."

"If you don't mind, why not get married today "Leng Zhuxi lowered his head and looked at Tong Yimo in his arms. His handsome face showed a very serious expression.

Leng Zhujing's voice broke Tong Yimo's two-dimensional fantasy. Tong Yimo's eyes flickered as she met Leng Zhujing's gaze, and instantly, her face flushed red, her heart pounding wildly: "I... I... didn't bring my household registration book..."

"It's okay, I'll go home with you to get it." Leng Zhujing smiled knowingly, looking handsome and charming.

Tong Yimo suddenly looked enlightened, stunned for a few seconds before she came back to her senses and replied, "Okay."

She was completely unaware that he had actually come prepared.

Otherwise, who would bring their household registration book for matchmaking!

Leng Zhujing settled the bill at the cash register, Tong Yimo held a bouquet of pink roses and trailed behind him, looking dazed.

Looking at Leng Zhujing from behind, he was tall and muscular. His suit was tailored to fit perfectly. Tong Yimo even daydreamed, for example, when Leng Zhujing's suit exposed his six-pack abs, how sexy it would be.

"Let's go!" Leng Zhuxi paid the bill, turned to look at Tong Yimo who was dumbfounded, and said softly.

Tong Yimo came to her senses, hurriedly lowered her head, and looked at the bunch of only seven pink roses she was holding in her arms.

Seeing her bowing her head at first, then nodding slightly, Leng Zhujing felt as if she were a child who had done something wrong. In an instant, he couldn't help but feel a surge of protectiveness towards this "child".

"Silly girl." Leng Zhujing reached out and patted Tong Yimo's head with affection, then grabbed her wrist and led her away from the restaurant.

After leaving the restaurant, Tong Yimo took the initiative to suggest taking the bus home. Leng Zhujing didn't refuse and tacitly accompanied her to the bus stop.

On this bustling street, Tong Yimò discovered that whether they were facing her or brushing past her, the women would look at her with a gaze full of longing.

They are watching the midday scenery, aren't they

Tong Yi Mo used the remaining light to glance at Leng Zhu Jing, only then did she realize her height was probably just about to his chest.

However, he was indeed a very pleasing "sight."

When she, Tong Yimo, who is only 1.6 meters tall, stands next to Leng Zhujing, they don't look like a couple, but rather like siblings!

No wonder no woman would look at her with an "envious, jealous, and hateful" gaze,原來...

Tong Yimo suddenly remembered the popular saying online, "Wishing all lovers in the world become siblings," and couldn't help but sigh with melancholy.

Leng Zhujing glanced at Tong Yimo, seeing her listless appearance, he asked in a deep voice: "You don't seem to understand me at all, are you sure you want to marry"

Tong Yimo came back to her senses, looked at Leng Zhulang, and smiled slightly: "Since you dare to marry me, why wouldn't I dare to marry you"

Leng Zhuxiang smiled faintly, looking thoughtfully into the distance.

Suddenly, Tong Yimo couldn't quite figure out Leng Zhjing's thoughts.

He…why did he suddenly decide to marry her

After getting on the bus, Leng Zhulang was paying when Tong Yimo swiped her card first.

Leng Zhujing could only follow Tong Yimo closely, walking into the hallway.

At this stop, the buses are usually quite crowded.

Tong Yimo once again discovered that whenever women stood on the bus, whether they were grandmothers, housewives, or even young girls wearing red scarves, they would deliberately lean towards Leng Zhujing and unintentionally push Tong Yimo aside.

Finally, the little girl wearing a red scarf who was sitting next to Leng Zhujing in the cold afternoon light, tugged at Leng Zhujing's sleeve.

"Big brother, you're so handsome!"

The adorable little girl, looking up at the cold winter scene, innocently uttered what everyone was thinking.

Leng Zhurong, despite the ups and downs of life, remained unfazed. With a gentle smile, he replied, "Thank you for your compliments."

"Big brother, can you give me your phone number"

The little girl took the phone hanging from her neck and handed it to Leng Zhujing.

Leng Zhujing helplessly smiled and took the phone from the little girl. He entered his number, then returned the phone to her.

The little girl looked at the phone number, pressed the call button, and didn't hang up until Leng Zhuging took out his vibrating phone. Only then did she put her phone back around her neck with peace of mind.

Tong Yimo couldn't help but blush at the sight. Someone like Leng Zhujing, who was old enough to be a little girl's father, yet the little girl insisted on calling him "big brother"!

He's really handsome, he looks young everywhere he goes and everyone loves him!

After the cold midday scene, he seemed to realize that his situation was somewhat "dangerous". He could only slowly walk towards Tong Yimo.

Then, he stood behind Tong Yimo, pressing tightly against her, giving people the illusion that he was hugging her.

At this point, the women who had been enamored by the cool midday scenery began to cast envious glances at Tong Yimo.

While Tong Yimo was only standing alone, clutching the railing beside the car door, lost in thought, she was completely unaware that Leng Zhujing was using her as a shield against those flocks of amorous admirers.

Tong Yimò got off the train at a station near her home with Leng Zhùjìng. Walking for another ten minutes, she passed through a small alley and arrived at where Tong Yimò now lived.

"Just wait here for me! I'm going to get my household register and be right back."

Tong Yimo held a pink rose and smiled brightly, which was endearing.

He saw that she didn't really want him to go to her house, so he didn't insist. He just nodded in acquiescence.

Tong Yimo nodded, holding the flower, and turned to run.

She ran all the way, feeling light on her feet and not tired at all.

After arriving home, Tong Yimo casually placed the flowers on the shoe rack by the door and then eagerly went to her drawer to get her household registration book.

Tong Yimo touched the household register, her heart inexplicably happy like a bouncing rabbit.

She held her household registration book tightly in her arms and happily went out the door.

When Tong Yi Mo held her household registration book and rushed to the bus stop like an arrow, she found that Leng Zhu Jing had already disappeared.

For a moment, her mind went blank.

At this moment, Tong Yimo was flustered and her nose ached with a pang of sadness, as if she wanted to cry.

Someone in her situation, only a fool would be willing to marry her!

Having been stood up, Tong Yimo felt a dull ache in her chest. She bit her lower lip, determined not to let tears fall.

Since I didn't have any hope to begin with, why am I still feeling heartbroken

Tong Yimo felt she was very strange, she really didn't know what was wrong with her

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