The soft white moonlight of the paranoid gangster at 80

After squatting beside the bed and quietly admiring Ruan Qingqing's sleeping face for a while, Jiang Chen got up and went to the bathroom to get half a basin of hot water, returned to the bedside, and used a towel to clean her face and hands.

Although he moved very gently, Ruan Qingqing was still woken up.

She opened her eyes hazily, and her beautiful apricot eyes seemed to be filled with mist, revealing the tenderness and cuteness of a newborn animal.

"Jiang Chen."

After recognizing it was him, Ruan murmured softly.

"I'm here."

"You are a coward."

Jiang Chen: "..."

"You are a coward."

Thinking he didn't hear it, Ruan gently repeated it again.

Jiang Chen closed his eyes and ignored it, and continued to wipe her hands.

Perhaps dissatisfied with his lack of attention, Ruan Qingqing withdrew his hand angrily, hid it under the quilt, and said coquettishly: "I don't want to pay attention to you, a coward!"

Then he turned over, facing away from him.

Jiang Chen stared at the back of her furry head for a moment, threw the towel back into the basin, stood up and sat on the bed, dug her little head out of the quilt, leaned down and kissed her.

It wasn't until Ruan begged for mercy softly and breathlessly that he let go of her, his dark eyes flickering, "Sister, are you really ignoring me?"

Ruan nodded gently and loudly like a little girl: "Yes, no..."

All the unfinished words were choked back in the throat by the domineering kiss.

Later, Jiang Chen asked twice more, and Ruan gently answered twice and was kissed twice.

The last time, her lips were swollen and numb, and she finally learned the lesson and begged for mercy in tears——

"I was wrong, I care about you."

"Really?"

"Ah."

"Sister, you are so good."

Then she got another reward from Jiang Chen - a passionate kiss.

Ruan cried softly, why he still wanted to be kissed.

……

When I woke up in the morning, it was already bright outside the window, and the blue sky and white clouds were as beautiful as a fresh oil painting.

"Wake up and get up."

Ruan turned sideways slightly, clasping his hands and pillowing them under his face. His almond-shaped eyes stared unblinking at Jiang Chen, who was squatting in front of the coffee table preparing breakfast.

He was wearing a white shirt, with jet-black hair hanging on his brow bone, and a clear and elegant profile. He was so handsome that she couldn't move her eyes away.

"Jiang Chen, let's get married."

Jiang Chen's hand that was pouring milk shook, and a few drops of milky white milk dripped on the back of his hand.

His dark eyes stayed on Ruan Qingqing's face for a few seconds, then he retracted, then put down the milk and cup, took a tissue and wiped the back of his hands clean, then stood up and came to the bed, using the back of his hand to check her body temperature.

No fever.

Facing Jiang Chen's confused gaze, Ruan gently sat up from the bed and pulled out the necklace around his neck, with a bright ring hanging on it.

"When you gave me the ring, didn't you mean to propose?"

"I promise."

"Jiang Chen, let's get married."

"In London, you can register for marriage when you are 16 years old or older. Let's apply for an appointment now and we can hold the wedding within a year."

Ruan Qingqing spoke very quickly, and the amount of information was too much. Even though Jiang Chen had a super high IQ, his brain was a little down.

Of course he wanted to get married, even in his dreams, but he never thought it would be now.

"You haven't decided whether to marry me yet?" Seeing his silence, Ruan Qingqing was dissatisfied.

"no!"

Although his mind was still unclear, Jiang Chen answered as quickly as possible after hearing Ruan's gentle question.

"I've thought about it, sister. I've thought about it a long time ago. My future bride, my wife, will only be you and no one else."

Ruan gently smiled, his smile more beautiful than the roses climbing the wall outside the window.

"Me too, Jiang Chen, I have never thought about marrying anyone else. Anyway, we are going to get married sooner or later, so let's get married now."

She forgot where she saw this sentence, marriage requires impulsiveness, and sober people cannot get married.

To get married, you must take advantage of the age of impulse and love.

Jiang Chen stared at her quietly, the emotions in his eyes were very complicated, ranging from heartbeat to forbearance and restraint.

"Sister, have you thought about it clearly?"

Ruan Qingqing asked dissatisfiedly, "Did you not think about it well?"

Jiang Chen held her hand and said in a gentle and helpless tone, "I haven't prepared anything, and I don't want to complete our lifelong event in such a hurry."

Ruan blinked lightly, "Let's make an appointment first and then prepare other things. When you come over next time, we can hold the wedding."

"Let's have a simple wedding first, and then when we return to China, we'll have another one at home. You see, this way we can get married twice."

She had thought of everything, so what reason did he have to hold back?

"it is good."

After breakfast, Ruan Qingqing took Jiang Chen to the household registration center to submit a marriage application.

Marriage applications for foreigners like them generally require about 30 days for approval. After approval, the wedding can be held in a local church within one year.

After submitting the application, Ruan Qingqing went to the jewelry store again and bought Jiang Chen a men's ring similar in style to hers.

After putting the ring on Jiang Chen, Ruan gently opened his hand and put it together with Jiang Chen's, with joy on his face.

"From today on, you are a family man. If you encounter a little girl chasing you in the future, show her the ring on your hand."

Listening to her serious sermon, Jiang Chen's eyebrows were deep, and the possessiveness in his eyes was no longer hidden.

"Sister, what about you?"

"I, I've always..."

Realizing that she had let slip, Ruan Qingqing quickly changed her words, "I will do the same."

However, Jiang Chen is not a three-year-old child who is easy to fool, "Always? It seems that there are many boys chasing after my sister."

"No, as you have seen, there are so many beauties in London. I am very ordinary here and no one takes a fancy to me."

"I didn't see any other beauties, I only saw my sister."

Ruan Qingqing was coaxed by his simple words and her eyebrows curled up, and she happily took him to the shopping mall to buy some delicious food to celebrate.

……

Jiang Chen has been here for so long, and both of them have eaten Chinese food. She also wanted to make a Western meal for Jiang Chen.

Compared with the stir-frying and stewing of Chinese food, the cooking of Western food is much simpler. You can either bake it in the oven or cook it in a pot. When the food is cooked, pour the prepared sauce on it, or add the sauce in turn. Just mix the ingredients evenly.

However, Ruan Qingqing's dormitory did not have an oven, so she picked two pieces of good filet mignon for staple food, which could be fried in a pan, and she also got some fruits and vegetables to make salad and vegetable soup.

Worried that Jiang Chen wouldn't have enough to eat, she bought some freshly baked bread slices and fried them before eating.

When he was going to check out, he passed by a row of shelves and stopped lightly.

Jiang Chen turned around and followed her gaze to the dazzling shelves.

There were five levels of shelves, with different products on each level. He was not sure what she was looking at.

"Want to eat chocolate?" Jiang Chen asked tentatively.

Ruan shook his head gently, pointing to the small umbrellas in the second row with his fingers as white as green onions.

"Do you want to buy this?" (End of Chapter)