Chapter 648: Who Is Married to You?
The house that Yang Qingyin bought had a large area, with the upstairs and downstairs covering at least 200 square meters. Luo Ziling didn't know how much the house price in Yanjing was, but he knew that the price of this house would definitely be high. Fei. But thinking that he already had a lot of wealth, and that Yang Qingyin was also a rich girl, he didn't think too much about money-related issues.
What he thinks most is that he will be able to be in the same room with Yang Qingyin often in the future, and he will definitely be able to taste the wonderful taste in it.
Hearing Yang Qingyin say that everything went with the flow, he immediately thought of some things that he hadn't thought about before.
Maybe, one day this place will really become their real home. Thinking of living together with Yang Qingyin and living like a husband and wife in the future, Luo Ziling was overjoyed, and couldn't help but hug Yang Qingyin and kiss him hard for a while.
"One more visit, let's go." Yang Qingyin was afraid that if she was so close to Luo Ziling, she would not be able to control herself, and she was also afraid that Luo Ziling would have such thoughts, so she got up quite rationally, and said to Luo Ziling with a blushing face: "Although it's been a while since the renovation was over, some of the furniture is still newly bought, and the smell is quite strong. We'd better stay here for a while, and come back when the smell dissipates."
"Okay," Luo Ziling immediately agreed.
At this time, the phone rang, and Luo Ziling quickly took out the phone to look at it.
It was Ling Ruonan who called, asking when Luo Ziling would be free today to treat Mr. Ling. Ling Ruonan hoped that Luo Ziling could go there with him earlier today. After treating Ling Jinhua, she planned to take Luo Ziling to see Ling Mingrui and Xie Enhua again.
"Then go there early," Yang Qingyin, who leaned on Luo Ziling to eavesdrop, pulled Luo Ziling's clothes, and then whispered, "It's important to treat the old man."
Hearing Yang Qingyin's order, Luo Ziling immediately told Ling Ruonan that he had nothing to do this afternoon, and he could go there as long as Ling Ruonan was free.
After thinking about it, Ling Ruonan told Luo Ziling her decision: "At three o'clock, I'll ask Wu Yue to pick you up, first at home. Mom will go back and take a shower, and then go there with you."
After hanging up Ling Ruonan's phone, Luo Ziling said to Yang Qingyin who had already gotten up and was arranging his clothes: "Senior sister, I'll go find my mother later. Where are you going, are you going back to school? Or go see me See my mother?"
"No, I'll see Aunt Ling again in a few days. When you are free," Yang Qingyin shook her head, then suddenly thought of something, and said with a lost expression: "Student, I don't know It's not my illusion, I feel that your mother treats me a little coldly."
"How could it be?" Luo Ziling grabbed Yang Qingyin's hand,
"Isn't she very warm to you? How can she be cold?"
"Anyway, that's how I feel." Yang Qingyin's expression became even more depressed, "Intuition! Maybe I took the initiative to find her, and she misunderstood something. I think a capable woman like your mother doesn't like it. You're looking for... a woman who doesn't like seeing other people act competently in front of her. And I made her feel that way, so her attitude changed."
"I think you must be thinking too much," Luo Ziling didn't believe what Yang Qingyin said, because he always felt that his mother was very enthusiastic about Yang Qingyin. "Anyway, I think my mother will definitely like you. With me here, you don't have to worry about anything. "
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and scratched Yang Qingyin's nose.
Yang Qingyin took the initiative to go to see Ling Ruonan with him several times, Ling Ruonan always treated each other warmly, there was no such thing as indifference as Yang Qingyin said.
Seeing that Luo Ziling was so sure, Yang Qingyin couldn't say anything more.
After the two entered the room, they didn't take a good look around. After getting up from the bed, Yang Qingyin also showed Luo Ziling around all the rooms.
Luo Ziling doesn't know much about decoration and room decoration, but he still has a lot of requirements for the study room, and he has put forward a lot of his own opinions.
"Then according to what you said, toss the study for a while, and you can come to write often when you are interested in the future." Yang Qingyin's mood quickly returned to normal, and she said to Luo Ziling with a smile: "What books do you like to read, I will tell you what kind of books you like to read." I also think of a way to buy it, I think you should be more proficient than me in terms of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I will prepare more of these things then."
"Invite me over, will you take care of the meal?" Luo Ziling put his head close to Yang Qingyin's face, and said with a smile: "If you take care of the meal, I will often come over to accompany you to write."
"Don't you know how to cook? At worst, I'll help you." Yang Qingyin didn't avoid it, but faced Luo Ziling face to face at close range. "Isn't it enough that one person can cook?"
"Alas, in today's society, it seems that gender roles are reversed," Luo Ziling shook his head and sighed, "Men do all the work that women do."
"You're sexist," Yang Qingyin snorted dissatisfied, "Who stipulates that women must cook at home?"
"It means that our family will ask me to cook in the future?"
"Of course." Yang Qingyin couldn't believe the blurted words, and immediately blushed, and kicked Luo Ziling, "I hate it, who is with your family?"
"Hey, whoever you say is whoever you say, I don't mind." Luo Ziling smiled even more shamelessly.
In the end, she was kicked by Yang Qingyin again, and she pinched her face several times.
"I think you are the most hated person in the world, not one of them," Yang Qingyin hummed dissatisfiedly while pinching Luo Ziling's face, "Why did I meet someone like you? "
"Okay, you go back and write a self-criticism and send it to Moments for me to read."
"Why do you want me to write a self-criticism?"
"Aren't you regretting? Regret that you have done something wrong, you should write a self-criticism." Luo Ziling smiled and pinched Yang Qingyin's tender cheeks, "It's okay for people to read your words! "
"That's not it!" Yang Qingyin raised her head proudly, "If you want to write it, it's you who write it. Aren't you a talented person who has learned a lot?"
"Wrong, young master, how can you only learn to be rich by five cars to be ten dollars taller? At least learn to be eight cars rich to be ten dollars taller."
"Puchi..." Yang Qingyin was suddenly amused by Luo Ziling, "I can't stand you!"
After some fuss, the little depression in Yang Qingyin's heart disappeared completely, and when she parted from Luo Ziling, she looked affectionate. "Student, remember what you promised me. One day treat me well, and then act as my bodyguard to protect my safety when I sleep."
Seeing Yang Qingyin's extremely shy look when he said this, Luo Ziling couldn't help being moved.
He even thought about running his own comfort zone with Yang Qingyin in the future.
Being able to stay with the beauty you like for a lifetime, that day will be extremely wonderful.
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