vrcanaries Chapter 127 Can't I touch my abs if I don't get married?
Chapter 127 Can't I touch my abs if I don't get married?
"I've brought the person to you, what else do you need?" Fu Zhirang asked Old Chen coldly.
Old Chen circled around Qu Mian twice, his attention entirely on her, and waved his hand without looking up, saying, "Not for now."
"Hey, little girl, you're quite interesting," Old Chen suddenly said to Qu Mian.
Qu Mian slowly raised her head, revealing a pale, bloodless face, her dark purple eyes staring silently at him.
It's eerie and unsettling.
Old Chen wasn't afraid at all; on the contrary, he became even more interested in her.
Just open your mouth.
"You're so poisonous!"
His entire body was covered in poison; he was practically a poison child.
Qu Mian: "..."
other people:"……"
Jiang Xu, who had always been proud and held his head high because of his master, now humbly lowered his head and whispered in Old Chen's ear.
"Master, please stop singing. Your disciple still has a long way to go."
"You're hopeless." Old Chen gave him a disdainful look.
Qu Mian was taken away by Elder Chen, and he and Jiang Xu hurriedly went to study the antidote.
Fu Zhirang entered the ward without stopping.
Outside the door, Song Chuyi stood dumbfounded, while Zhou Bei looked exhausted.
Zhou Bei, who had been so busy lately, turned to leave when Song Chuyi suddenly called him back.
"I'd like to ask, where did you find her?" Song Chuyi asked, both unwilling and curious.
In the past few days, they have been strictly controlling almost all customs checkpoints and places where people can smuggle themselves out of the country.
They also raided several of the opposing organization's strongholds, capturing many low-level thugs, but failed to catch any big fish.
Perhaps sensing her confusion, Zhou Bei raised an eyebrow and looked at her with a complicated expression.
"I didn't ask her; she came to me herself."
"Ok?"
Zhou Bei's casual remark shattered Song Chuyi's Dao heart.
Do you want to listen to what you are saying.
That's an internationally wanted criminal, a high-IQ criminal that even international organizations can't catch, and she just walked right into his arms?
Zhou Bei sighed softly.
He didn't want to hurt her feelings, but it was the truth.
That day, the boss seemed to be under some kind of shock. First, he suddenly ordered them to capture the witch, and then he turned around and approached Su Yu, mobilizing the team that was participating in the exercise.
They even swaggered off to the suburbs for a brawl.
If he hadn't seen Sang Ling, he would have thought his boss had gone mad, but then he thought about it and realized he was close to it.
Zhou Bei sighed as he thought about it.
Moreover, they had planned to conduct a thorough search for the witch's location, but he stopped them, casually catching her like a turtle in a jar.
He laid out a trap, and in less than half a day, the witch appeared in their jar.
Thinking of the intelligence he had gathered in the past two days, Zhou Bei sighed deeply again.
She glanced at the man in the ward, gently coaxing the little girl, and gritted her teeth.
I started thinking about the possibility of resigning again.
Song Chuyi didn't understand Zhou Bei's feelings, just as he didn't understand her feelings at this moment.
Each has their own sorrows.
Sang Ling, who was being held in Fu Zhirang's arms on the hospital bed and having her back gently stroked repeatedly, looked up at him.
Hold his hand and emphasize it in a serious tone.
"Grandpa Chen said I'm fine."
So don't be afraid.
Hearing the girl's soft yet earnest words of comfort, Fu Zhirang smiled and gently rubbed his chin against the top of her head a few times.
The voice that came out was both gentle and firm.
"Yes, we'll be fine, we'll live to be a hundred."
Sang Ling nodded in agreement, "Yes, Jiao Jiao will also live to be a hundred years old."
Seeing the little girl's serious and adorable appearance, Fu Zhirang's already gentle gaze softened even more, his eyes glistening with affection.
He took her fingers and kissed her pale fingertips.
His low, magnetic voice was gentle yet had a seductive quality.
"Sweetie, let's get our marriage certificate as soon as you're discharged from the hospital, okay?"
The sudden marriage proposal caught Sang Ling completely off guard.
Her almond-shaped eyes widened, and it took her a while to realize what he meant by "getting a marriage certificate."
"Is this a marriage proposal?" Sang Ling finally found her voice after a long while and asked in confusion.
His tone was very calm.
"Hmm, are you willing again?" Fu Zhirang gazed at her eyes with quiet and serious eyes.
Sang Ling remained silent, while Fu Zhirang slowly lowered his eyes, a hint of melancholy appearing in his delicate features.
"Again, you're unwilling?" Fu Xiaoke pursed her lips, her eyes shattering.
Suddenly, a fragrant aroma of tea wafted over.
"You just said I was your fiancé."
Someone's voice was soft, and the tone of their voice, filled with grievance and sadness, was heartbreaking.
Sang Ling opened her mouth in surprise.
Didn’t you say that first?
The words were on the tip of her tongue when her gaze unexpectedly met the pitiful, forlorn look in the little girl's eyes, and Sang Ling swallowed them back.
He reached out and patted Fu Jiaojiao's head, comforting her softly.
"No."
The melancholy that had been hanging over Fu Jiaojiao vanished instantly. She looked up and said with a radiant smile, "Okay, then we'll get our marriage certificate as soon as we get out."
That's not the case.
"Isn't this too fast?" In Sang Ling's mind, marriage shouldn't happen this quickly.
"No, isn't the procedure after becoming engaged to get married?" Fu Zhirang pulled her into his arms, gently squeezing her small hand, coaxing her with a soft laugh.
Sang Ling thought for a moment and nodded.
"Are we engaged now?" the scheming girl asked again.
Sang Ling hesitated for two seconds, then nodded.
"Is it normal for us to get married in a few days?" Fu Zhirang's voice was gentle and soft, without a hint of anything unusual.
Sang Ling hesitated again.
She blinked her big eyes at him.
That makes sense, but she always felt something was off.
Someone met her gaze calmly.
"Or is it that you don't want to be with me anymore, that you don't want me to only have you by my side, and that you don't want to touch my abs anymore?" Fu Jiaojiao murmured in a teasy tone.
Sang Ling, lost in thought, didn't hear what was said before, only the words "abs".
The bewildered look in their eyes instantly cleared.
Look at the aggrieved Fu Jiaojiao, and then look at the perfect body hidden under her clothes.
Can't I touch my abs anymore?
Damn! Absolutely damn!
"Let's get married now." Sang Ling pulled Fu Jiaojiao out of bed and headed to get their marriage certificate.
Even an atomic bomb couldn't stop her from touching Jiao Jiao's abs.
Fu Zhirang gently pulled the impatient person back, held them in his arms and coaxed them softly, "Be good, don't rush. I know you're determined. Once you're discharged from the hospital, I'll definitely go with you to get our marriage certificate as soon as possible."
Sang Ling thought for a moment and realized that she didn't look very good in photos now, and she had heard that wedding photos were taken.
"It's a deal then, no take-backs allowed." Sang Ling said with a serious expression.
Now it looks like she's pressuring someone to get married.
Fu Zhirang smiled.
"Yes, I'll listen to whatever Youyou says."
Her gentle voice carried a pleasant smile.
Seeing that Jiaojiao was so well-behaved, Sang Ling breathed a slight sigh of relief and felt at ease.
That was close; my abs almost slipped away.
Sang Ling leaned against Fu Zhirang's chest, secretly slipping her hand under his clothes to touch his well-defined abs, and sighed in admiration.
Since deciding to get married, Sang Ling has been counting down the days until she can be discharged from the hospital.
We eagerly await Old Chen's return.
Instead of seeing his beloved family, Mr. Chen was greeted by his "dear" family.
That day, Sang Ling was lying in bed eating fruit slices that Jiao Jiao had cut up when a nimble old hen suddenly flew in.
With a couple of thuds, he stood up at the foot of the bed.
Raising its neck, the rooster stood on one leg and crowed at her.
"Cluck~ Cluck~ Cluck~~~"
Sang Ling: (￣ー￣)