That night, Song Zhaoshui knew what "my..." Xie Nanting said on stage.

Xie Nanting brought all his trophies and placed them on Song Zhaoshui's bookshelf, leaving the middle position alone. He played the previous trick again and asked Song Zhaoshui to put her trophy on it.

Song Zhaoshui didn't like what he wanted, so he pulled over the tall chair in the study, stood up, and put the trophy on it with ease. The moment she put it on, she suddenly found that the trophy was unstable because there was something on the bookshelf.

She looked back at Xie Nanting and squinted her eyes with a smile: "What?"

As he asked, he reached out to touch. When she touched the thing, her squinted eyes suddenly widened. She knew what it was, but she couldn't help but ask, "What, what did you put?"

Xie Nanting shook his head and said innocently, "Huh? I don't know?"

She touched the delicate and soft velvet box with her fingertips and took it down. The dark blue box looks unremarkable at all. Yingbai fingers gently rubbed the surface of the box, and his heart was actually very calm.

She was still standing on the high back chair, looking down at Xie Nanting: "You don't tell me."

Xie Nanting said: "I told you, what kind of surprise is that?"

Only then did Song Zhaoshui notice that the pot of bamboo in the corner of the study had been removed and replaced with a bottle of roses. There was a faint fragrance in the study, and a thick page of poetry was spread on the desk. The exposed page was the Shakespeare sonnet that Xie Nanting often read to her.

Xie Nanting opened the velvet box, knelt down in front of her on one knee, opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly blushed, realizing that he had forgotten all the lines he had prepared, and stammered out the name of Zhaoshui.

Song Zhaoshui stood barefoot in front of him, responded softly, tilted his head and smiled: "What are you talking about?"

Xie Nanting thought hard about what I was going to say, and finally admitted angrily that he didn't remember it himself.

He looked at Song Zhaoshui, took out the ring, put it on her finger, and said, "When I was on stage today, I called you my wife, and you didn't object. It seems that you agreed."

Only then did Song Zhaoshui know that the sentence he didn't hear was completely "Zhaoshui, my wife".

She looked down at the ring and smiled again: "Did you write the award speech?"

Xie Nanting asked back, "Do you like it?"

Like it, like it, but exaggerate it too much. In the eyes of lovers, there is Xishi, and in Xie Nanting's eyes, Song Zhaoshui is more beautiful than Xishi.

After living together for a long time, Xie Nanting glanced, and Song Zhaoshui knew what he meant. vice versa.

It's just that she asked for marriage tonight, she really didn't see it at all. It must have taken a lot of time and energy from choosing a ring to now, and she doesn't know anything.

"You're hiding very tightly." Song Zhaoshui said.

Xie Nanting didn't answer, but in her exclamation, she picked up the person horizontally, walked out of the study, and walked to the bedroom.

Therefore, the man-made words have always been precise, and the word "qiu/huan" alone contains countless tortuous thoughts and continuous eyes, as well as the rhythm and heartbeat that make people speechless.

Song Zhaoshui sometimes felt that Xie Nanting was indulgent to her. Basically, Xie Nanting would not object to anything she said.

And sometimes she found out that she also condone Xie Nanting. Indulge him in his own nonsense, indulge his crazy thoughts that always pop up in bed. She didn't know it before, but one day she will be able to do this.

Before, as long as I felt that there was a man walking around in my apartment or territory in the future, I felt unbearable.

The two brothers and sisters in the Xie family have said more than once that fortunately they are not bad in temperament, otherwise such a mutual indulgent love would be poisonous at all.

In the eyes of netizens, where is this toxic love, this is clearly inspirational love.

Song Zhaoshui went from a scandal-ridden vase to today's actress, and publicly admitted his feelings for Xie Nanting at the awards ceremony. According to most netizens, "it is an irresistible temptation" for such a confession.

"I feel that Zhao Shui didn't show affection before, but he was full of energy and was doing something big."

"My God, so, they have been together for a long time. At the time of the Golden Leaf Awards ceremony, wasn't CP fans thinking too much?"

"No wonder Mr. Xie will touch others when he gets the trophy!"

"I have to say, although I wasn't convinced before, Master Xie chose Zhaoshui, but I think that only Zhaoshui can match him."

"..."

Netizens naively thought that after Song Zhaoshui won the award, the two would show their affection from time to time.

Later, the two Weibo homepages were kept silent for more than a month, and netizens had to face the reality, well, today is another day without dog food.

The two were together in such a high-profile manner that Song Pei wanted to pretend to be deaf and dumb, but he couldn't. He called Song Zhaoshui and told them to go back to Song's house for a meal.

Whenever Sun Yun saw her, he always regarded her as an ene subconsciously. When saw Xie Nanting, felt a little subtle in heart. Of course, the background of the Xie family is not to be mentioned, and the second child of the Xie family is famous for keeping himself clean.

She thought about it for a long time, and she didn't know how the stepdaughter who was rebellious and acted without any scruples at the beginning, how could her whole person have undergone tremendous changes after participating in a TV series, and she even climbed up with the old Xie family. two.

Even her own son started to call her sister. In front of Song Zhaoshui, Song Tian was like a perverse and awkward little beast. But in front of Sun Yun, he only needs to be eccentric and unruly.

Seeing his mother frowning in thought, Song Tian said coldly, "Dad's money, sister may not like it, I don't know why you are so nervous."

Sun Jun glared at him with hatred: "What do you know!"

She wanted to say that I didn't do it all for you, but when she saw her son's indifferent expression, she couldn't say anything.

She glanced at Song Pei who came downstairs, and called her husband softly. Before she could say anything, Song Pei said slowly, "You don't have to worry, what should be given to you, when will I miss it?"

Sun Yun's face froze, and her son and husband took turns stinging her, making her uncomfortable.

When Song Zhaoshui and Xie Nanting came to the door, she looked like Yan Yan with a smile, and her face seemed to be covered with honey.

Song Pei announced at the dinner table that he would transfer his company's shares by 10% to Song Zhaoshui. Song Tian bibimbap seriously, as if he didn't hear anything. Sun Yun guessed this early in the morning, but his face couldn't help but turn gray.

Song Zhaoshui smiled, "I don't need this. I can live well now, and I don't have to worry about my father."

Song Pei glanced at Xie Nanting, who looked back with a light smile, as if he could not understand his look.

Song Tian and Sun Yun both looked at Song Zhaoshui in surprise, but she drank the soup with a calm expression, gave Xie Nanting a bowl, and winked at him, meaning that the Song family's cook is not as skilled as you.

In Song Zhaoshui's heart, the 10% stake in Song Pei's company is not as important as the soup he cooks.

This realization made Xie Nanting very happy. In addition to being happy, he was ashamed of the selfishness of the invisible people in his heart. Because he always wanted to be everything to Song Zhaoshui.

It was probably Song Zhaoshui's good spirit of "not ignoring money" that moved Sun Yun. When the two left, she sent them out and asked a few questions about their current situation, and then mentioned Song Zhaoshui's mother.

Said that her death day was approaching, and asked Song Zhaoshui to offer her an extra bouquet of flowers.

On the death day of the original mother, Song Zhaoshui was negligent. She replaced the identity of the original body, and she had no burden. She felt that she should go to sweep the grave instead of her.

As a result, remembered that the original mother died of breast cancer.

This disease has some hereditary chance. Xie Nanting was very worried and always felt uneasy. He took her to the hospital for several examinations, but nothing was found. Song Zhaoshui thought to herself, can she not count her own body? Even if there is a problem, she must be the first to know.

It wasn't long before the flag was set up. One night, Xie Nanting lay on top of her and suddenly said nervously, "Why is there a lump here?"

Song Zhaoshui groaned in his heart. He reached out and pressed it twice, but he also felt a pimple, and his face became a little ugly: "I feel a little pain in my chest."

The two of you look at me, I look at you, and after watching for a long time, Xie Nanting suggested to get up and go to the hospital immediately.

Song Zhaoshui was a little calmer than him, and said, "Some departments don't open in the middle of the night, let's go tomorrow."

Neither of them slept well that night, and Xie Nanting comforted her: "It's okay, don't worry."

The next day, got up early, tossed to the hospital, the experts checked for a long time, and took pictures again, and finally came to the conclusion: was not sick.

There was no sign of hard pimples in the x-rays. As for the pain, it may be because the menstrual period is approaching.

The old doctor said: "It's right to have this heart, but don't be too nervous. It may also be the effect of psychological cues."

Song Zhaoshui buried his face in the bag for a long time, and finally took the bag and beat Xie Nanting with a blushing face. This is the person who blows pillow wind with her every day, telling her to be careful. Mentioning it once a day made her worry.

Xie Nanting smiled lightly: "It's better if it's nothing."

Then stand there and let Song Zhaoshui blow a few more times to let out his breath.

That night, Xie Nanting was forbidden to touch there, because who knows if you will find something else.

Xie Nanting made an aggrieved expression and said, "If you don't get started, then I'll get started."

This person's face is getting thicker and thicker, and in some respects, she is not taught by herself. She knows how to make her blush and shy.