Ling kissed her forehead and said "I don’t like it" firmly.
Yan Yanchao retreated. "You haven’t finished taking advantage."
"Be my girlfriend, ok?"
Ling couldn’t tell what he was feeling when he said this sentence. In fact, he wanted to say that his wife came back.
Yan Yan felt that the shock was too great, like a feeling that she was dizzy with a Lei Zhen, and she was a little happy.
I carefully looked at the man in front of me and said, "How can I believe what you say?"
“…”
Ling pulled her hand and put it on her heart. "Do you feel it?"
What?
Yan Yan is inexplicable
Ling smiled, "My heart is in your hand. You are here, it is here, and you are not here."
“…”
Yan Yan sobbed at the corner of his mouth, feeling that the sensational words in the idol drama were simply weak compared with Ling Yi.
But seeing him is more serious and affectionate than her, and she really believes it.
His heart is really in her hand.
"There are still some unfinished things in the Chiang family, but I will prove to you that I can’t marry anyone except you."
They got married because they came.
But at this time, Yan Yan is not white.
She thought for a moment, "Then prove it to me."
If Ling can prove that he is sincere, she is willing to accept it.
Ling especially likes Royi. Now this frank strength has been looking at her and smiling.
The atmosphere became lighter before Ling ordered lettuce here.
Although he hasn’t appeared these days, he knows everything around Royi.
Although I don’t know what I’m up to yet, it’s all under his control.
The only thing I mind is that Royi still lives with Yan Yuan, but now the atmosphere is just right and he can’t suddenly let her move out.
Looking at Royi Ling who is eating, he needs to find another way to pick this matter.
It was almost the same time that Yan Yan suddenly remembered that Yan Yuan was still waiting for her.
It has been two or three hours since this meeting. I wonder if he has eaten.
"Is there anything else for a while?"
Yi found her expression a bit weird and could not help but ask.
Yan Yan wiped her mouth. "I promised Yan Yuan that I would go to the workshop, and you took me captive."
Ling is a little unhappy when she hears that name now, but she doesn’t show it.
"He’ll call you if something happens."
"Are you free for a while?"
Yan Yan blinked and asked him.
Ling smiled. "Is there an order?"
“…”
Yan Yan felt a little embarrassed and suddenly a little uncomfortable with them now.
Cleared his throat and said, "I’m going to repair a cultural relic later."
Sort of explaining that she’s going to do something later
Ling hand touched the band-aid to ask questions or didn’t say.
Forget it. There’s still plenty of time.
"Where were you injured that day?"
It seems that there has always been a band-aid on his forehead these two times.
"Well, it’s not serious. Let’s go. I’ll take you there."
Yi nodded to see her eat about the push chair up and take the initiative to help her pick up the bag.
Yan cigarette bag is a black canvas backpack with no other patterns and a bear embroidered on the side.
Yan Yan looked at the feather silk and didn’t mind putting the bag on his shoulder. He couldn’t help laughing.
There’s only one Luqi, and everything has gone wrong.
