Three questions.
One question
Ning Zhi sat cross-legged on the table, flipping through the picture album in his hand, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "Mr. Shao, do you like black?"
The person opposite looked up in surprise, then nodded.
Second question
"You don't like to lock your door when you go out. You eat bayberry and swallow cores. The first thing you do when you get into my car is turn off the music. You refuse to replace the pillow when it's old. You appear gentle and down-to-earth, but in reality you are fierce and poisonous. And..."
"Shao Tuo, how long have you liked me?"
Three Questions
"Rose and ring, red wine and music, household registration book and nine dollars." Shao Tuo looked at Ning Zhi with a smile and kept repeating these words.
Ning Zhi's back felt cold and he smiled and said, "Now that we are so familiar, let's just say what we have to say."
"It's no big deal," Shao Tuo casually took off a rose petal and tore it apart slowly, with a threatening cold light in his eyes, "I just want to ask you when you will marry me."
First, ask about preferences, second, ask about love, and third, ask about wedding date.
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