Chapter 437: 126: Mo Baichuan's Strategy, Big Brother's Marriage Proposal_5

Chapter 437: 126: Mo Baichuan’s Strategy, Big Brother’s Marriage Proposal_5

His footsteps were light, very light.

Ni Yang was engrossed in washing clothes, not noticing anything else.

Mo Qishen quietly came to Ni Yang’s side, covered her eyes with his hand and held his breath as he asked, “Guess who I am?”

Ni Yang was momentarily startled but played along, “Hmm, let me guess. First, using the process of elimination, you definitely aren’t that scoundrel Mo Qishen…”

Her long eyelashes brushed against Mo Qishen’s palm, causing a slight tickling sensation.

From Mo Qishen’s angle, he could see straight down Ni Yang’s neckline.

Don’t peek when it’s inappropriate!

Mo Qishen quickly averted his gaze from the sight, looking at the wild ducks on the river, silently chanting a mantra to clear his mind several times.

Ni Yang pinched Mo Qishen’s hand, “Scoundrel, let go of me now.”

A patch of water immediately wet Mo Qishen’s hand. He quickly came to his senses, releasing Ni Yang, somewhat surprised, “Yangyang, how did you know it was me?”

Ni Yang raised an eyebrow slightly, playfully retorting, “Because our hearts are connected.”

As it turned out, Mo Qishen was indeed not immune to teasing. His face instantly turned red, “Really… Really?”

Ni Yang laughed, “Of course it’s true. So, brother Mo, what brings you here today?”

Mo Qishen held Ni Yang tightly, burying his head in her neck, deeply inhaling the fragrance of her hair, “Because I missed you.”

He really, really missed her.

He didn’t know how to describe this strange feeling.

“Yangyang, do you miss me?” Mo Qishen continued to ask.

“Mm,” Ni Yang nodded.

“Really?” Mo Qishen was overjoyed.

“Really.”

“Yangyang, I really like you a lot!” Mo Qishen said seriously, “I feel like I can’t live without you in this life, I want to be with you forever.”

Ni Yang asked, “Forever is a long time, are you certain that when I’m old and wrinkled, you’ll still feel the same as you do now?” Perhaps it was because of too many past experiences, Ni Yang had a hard time believing in love.

She wasn’t sure how long Mo Qishen’s affection for her could last.

Who knows what could happen in the future?

“Yangyang, I’m ten years older than you, I’ll get old before you, I’ll develop wrinkles before you do, as long as you don’t mind me, I will always, always be there to protect you!” As it turns out, Mo Qishen was the one who felt insecure.

He was afraid that one day, Ni Yang would think he was too old…

After all, there was a ten-year gap between them.

“Don’t worry, I won’t mind you getting old.” Ni Yang tightened her hold around his waist.

“Really?” Mo Qishen seemed to be in a dream.

Ni Yang was serious, “Really.”

Mo Qishen continued, “Wife, when are we getting married?”

Cough, cough, cough!

This scoundrel Mo Qishen is too presumptuous!

She’s just eighteen and he’s already thinking about marriage!

Ni Yang was nearly choked by her own saliva, and she pushed Mo Qishen away, “Scoundrel, what are you thinking?”

Caught off guard, Mo Qishen ‘plopped’ down into the water, sitting there.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Brother Mo, are you okay?” Ni Yang immediately extended a hand to help Mo Qishen up.

Mo Qishen refused to get up from the water, looking at Ni Yang with a pitiful face, “Wife, don’t you want to marry me? Who are you planning to marry first? Have you stopped liking me?”

“No, you misunderstand, it’s not that I don’t want to marry you…” Ni Yang didn’t know how to explain herself.

Upon hearing this, Mo Qishen brightened, “Then when are we getting married?”

Seriously!

Again with this problem.

Ni Yang kicked Mo Qishen lightly, “Scoundrel, I’m only eighteen.”

“Does that conflict with marriage?” Mo Qishen asked innocently, a forlorn look on his face, “Wife, we can’t be dishonest. You just said you wouldn’t mind me. I’m older than you, and you don’t want to marry me now. I feel really insecure…”

At that moment, Ni Yang had the strange illusion that Mo Qishen was like a homeless, pitiful little puppy.

Ni Yang softened at that, changing her tone, “I’m not even of legal marrying age yet, there’s a rule that states that the combined age of the couple must be at least 42 for the marriage to be legally recognised, and for girls, the legal age of marriage is 20.”

Mo Qishen considered this for a moment, “Then we can get married in two years.”

Ni Yang took hold of Mo Qishen’s hand, “Brother Mo, get up first.”

Mo Qishen, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, held Ni Yang’s hand. He slowly stood up, but just then, he suddenly pulled her.

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