When Xie Nanting came back, the two never mentioned the audition.

When night fell, the two turned off the lights in the house. Candlelight flickered faintly on the dining table, and Xie Nanting thought that the dining table was too long.

He has always had a lot of things, and Song Zhaoshui was used to it and ignored him.

Red wine is not intoxicating, but Song Zhaoshui is still a little worried. She still remembered the tragic situation when the two of them drank together last time. Obviously, both of them have average drinking capacity. But today's dinner, if you don't drink a little wine, would be a bit of a waste, and she didn't mention it.

Xiao Ruan walked back and forth under the dining table for a few times, and finally crouched down at Xie Nanting's feet, looking at him like a five-hundred-watt light bulb.

Sometimes this cat is so angry that people want to beat it, Song Zhaoshui clearly poured cat food and water for it, and he can eat and drink as he pleases. But it is not, it has to taste human food.

The appearance of Xie Nanting dining in silence has the temperament of a medieval nobleman. His hair was combed back, and when he bowed his head, the brow bone and the root of the mountain were shadowed by the warm candlelight, the edges and corners became more distinct, and his handsome face was like a figure in an oil painting.

Song Zhaoshui felt that she was a little drunk, she put down the goblet and said to Xie Nanting, "I have a gift for you."

"What is it?" Xie Nanting's eyes lit up with anticipation.

Song Zhaoshui got up and went to the bedroom. When he came back, he had a black velvet box in his hand. The surface of the box only had two bronzing lines.

Xie Nanting knew what it was at a glance. His breathing became rapid, and he stood up in a panic. Because he was too nervous, he accidentally knocked over the goblet beside him. Fortunately, the red wine inside has been drunk, and there is no more trouble.

He stammered and called Zhao Shui's name: "This, this?"

Seeing him like this, Song Zhaoshui regretted not giving him this on his birthday: "Yes, I..."

She opened the box and found two rings, one large and one small.

Two white gold rings, the styles are very simple, the men's ring is thicker and the women's ring is thinner. There is no decoration on the rings, each has an identical curved carving, and there is a small diamond in the middle.

Xie Nanting resisted his excitement and waited for Song Zhaoshui to hand it over to him, but he was eager to try, and wanted to reach out and take the ring, and couldn't wait to put it on.

Song Zhaoshui pursed his lips and smiled, took out the man's ring, and asked him, "Where to wear it?"

"This!" Xie Nanting pointed to the ring finger of his left hand, "You help me wear it."

Song Zhaoshui helped him put it on, and before he had time to turn around, he was embraced by Xie Nanting enthusiastically. He lowered his head in her ear and said, "I'm so happy."

Although it's just a couple's ring, in his eyes, it's no different from an engagement ring.

He thought about it for a while, Zhao Shui had always been patient and low-key in terms of emotions, and he didn't seem to care that much about him. But she always inadvertently brought him a big surprise.

She loves him very much, even if she doesn't say it, Xie Nanting knows it.

He kissed her face passionately like a puppy. Every kiss is fervent, warm and intoxicating.

Song Zhaoshui thought to herself, she really likes this feeling. A feeling of being loved with absolute certainty without the need for temptation made her feel very secure.

"Alcohol is like love. The first kiss is magical, the second is intimate, and the third is routine. The next time you come down you'll want to undress the girl. 1"

Xie Nanting clearly remembered this sentence, and before he met his own destiny, he thought it was extremely sharp.

After meeting, he thought, maybe his love is different.

He felt that every kiss was magical, every kiss was intimate, every kiss—if Song Zhaoshui wanted, he could make it everyday.

After silently thinking about the first half of the sentence several times, he thought of the second half of the sentence.

So began to admire the author's sharpness again.

Xie Nanting has the face of a gentleman, and even if his mind is full of nasty thoughts, as long as he doesn't say it, others can't guess it.

He took out the female ring, put it on gently for Song Zhaoshui, lowered his head and kissed the ring, and said, "The next time I do this, it will be at our wedding."

It was a worry-free night, and both of them were full of joy, snuggling up on the sofa and watching TV.

Xie Nanting also asked, "How do you know the size of my fingers?"

Song Zhaoshui smiled: "Ask Brother Bao, he knows everything."

Xie Nanting actually had the heart to compete with Bao Xuetong in this kind of thing: "You ask me, I know everything."

Song Zhaoshui: "Then what surprises are there?"

Xie Nanting thought about it too. He played with Song Zhaoshui's hair and asked casually, "When did you buy it?"

He felt that he had been with Song Zhaoshui all this time, and the other party had no chance to go out alone to buy a ring.

Could it be that Bao Xuetong did it for him?

Mentioning this, Song Zhaoshui felt a little guilty, was silent for a while, and finally whispered: "It's been a long time, I bought it last month."

Bought it last month? Xie Nanting thought about it, and suddenly realized: "Is it a birthday present for me?"

After he asked this, he felt Song Zhaoshui in his arms nodded slightly.

Song Zhaoshui asked, "You don't blame me for not giving it to you on your birthday, do you?"

Xie Nanting originally wanted to say that he was a little regretful, but then he thought that he had already gained a lot that day. Anyway, even if the ring wasn't given to him that day, Song Zhaoshui couldn't give it to anyone else, so he didn't lose any money.

But he wasn't going to just turn the page.

He held Song Zhaoshui's right hand with his left hand, and the rings on their ring fingers were stacked together.

"According to the water?" He premeditatedly began to act like a spoiled child.

Song Zhaoshui was unprepared. After all, he had a guilty conscience, so his tone was softer than usual: "Huh?"

"I'm a little sad," Xie Nanting lied without any psychological burden, "Why didn't you give it to me that day? Did you not intend to give it to me..."

"It's not like that," Song Zhaoshui was so relieved about Xie Nanting that she felt that Xie Nanting was very "honest" in front of her, so she was defenseless, "I just think...I'm not giving this to you?"

Xie Nanting was silent, as if very aggrieved.

The silence made Song Zhaoshui feel more and more guilty. In the end, she couldn't take it anymore. She sat up straight and touched Xie Nanting's head: "Don't be like this."

Xie Nanting was a little confused, why did he touch his head?

Isn't it time to kiss him and hug him?

What's the touch of the head?

He looked at Song Zhaoshui with a strange look in his eyes.

Song Zhaoshui understood this to mean that he had not yet calmed down. She sighed quietly in her heart. Xie Nanting had never done this before. It seemed that this matter was more important to him than she thought.

How to comfort an aggrieved boyfriend?

This is a difficult subject, and Song Zhaoshui is a little powerless.

She reached out and wanted to touch his head again, but was stopped by Xie Nanting.

Song Zhaoshui was still thinking, when it was over, her boyfriend stopped touching her.

Then she was pinned down on the sofa, almost breathless by the kiss.

When she was dazed, she heard Xie Nanting say something, and before she turned her head around, she said "OK".

After a few seconds, she said, "Xie Nanting, will you set me up?"

Any grievances are false.

The ultimate goal is to stay at her house.

This person is really... ineligible.

Song Zhaoshui's lips were blushing, and he looked like he was being bullied badly. But he still glared at Xie Nanting, which made people want to bully her even more.

Xie Nanting's hands were itchy, but he knew that enough was enough.

"The next set?" He raised his voice, as if the word was too much. "How can you say that about the love/interest between lovers?"

Love/fun?

Who is free to have fun/fun with you?

Song Zhaoshui was too lazy to pay attention to him, just thinking that she was the one who gave Xie Nanting a trap before, and the other party jumped into it without looking at it. Why is it all upside down now?

She said, "You can stay wherever you like. I don't have a place to sleep here anyway."

Xie Nanting was not afraid, he said, "Then I can sleep on the sofa."

Anyway, Zhao Shui softened after a while, he knew it.

To him, Song Zhaoshui's heart has always been very soft.

Song Zhaoshui rolled his eyes at him: "Are you really not leaving?"

"Don't go." Xie Nanting said, and he pointed out the window, "Look, it's snowing. It's dangerous to drive on a snowy day."

"I don't have anything for you to change here," Song Zhaoshui said.

Xie Nanting said, "I have wow in my car."

It turned out to be a premeditated plan, Song Zhao took the water and said, "Then you can sleep with Xiao Ruan at night."

Xiao Ruan was lying on the floor, and when she heard her name, she raised her head and meowed.

"Okay." Xie Nanting said, and picked up Xiao Ruan.

Song Zhaoshui got up and went back to his room. After a while, he gave him the quilt and threw a pillow.

Xie Nanting took the opportunity to say, "Shuishui, this sofa is a bit short."

It is really short, Song Zhaoshui can lie down completely, but if Xie Nanting sleeps on the sofa, his legs will definitely not be able to straighten.

Song Zhaoshui knew that he was deliberately complaining about his grievances, but she couldn't pretend to be invisible and said, "Then take a knife and cut your leg in half."

So ruthless, Xie Nanting accused her with his eyes.

Song Zhaoshui said, "You're going to eat me, right?"

Xie Nanting shook his head and said dutifully, "How can you do that?"

Song Zhaoshui didn't dismantle him, and compromised: "Okay, come on. But you can only cover your own quilt."

She knew that even if she proposed that she sleep on the sofa and Xie Nanting sleep on the bed, there would be other recruits waiting for her, so she simply didn't mention it.

Xie Nanting immediately picked up the quilt and said, "Wow, wow."

He secretly glanced at Song Zhaoshui, and saw that she pretended to be helpless, but there was a bit of a smile in her eyes.

He knew that Zhao Shui would not be angry with him.

Xie Nanting laughed so proudly that he gave Song Zhaoshui a headache: "You restrain yourself."

"Okay." Xie Nanting nodded with joy in his eyes.

He liked the feeling of stepping into each other's territory little by little.