The corridor is very quiet.

There are exquisite and soft carpets under your feet, and there are medieval master murals on the walls, each of which is priceless.

Even the door of Qinglan leaning against was outlined with a beautiful ancient Roman style totem, and a dazzling sapphire was inlaid in the center of the door panel.

The one on the Qingrong door is ruby, the one who admires emerald, and the one who lingers feathers is pink tourmaline.

At this moment, Qinglan's handsome head was next to the sapphire, and the faint halo seemed to reflect in his pupils. Seeing Qingmu and Zhang Ling standing together, she was a little anxious, afraid that Qingmu would say something to Zhang Ling because she felt sorry for him.

He hurried out and took Zhang Ling's hand to stand aside.

Their eyes facing each other, their faces were exactly the same, but they were speechless.

And all the things Qinglan wants to say were understood by Qingmu.

He was showing admiration with his eyes: No matter how Zhang Ling treats him, that is their business, and he cannot let anyone bully Zhang Ling. Even if Zhang Ling treats him badly, it is his willingness to do so. No outsiders need to interfere in emotional matters.

Qingmu pretended not to understand, stuffed his hands into his pockets: "I told you to play cards."

Qinglan looked at Zhang Ling behind her, and saw Zhang Ling's face as pale as paper, and her eyes flashed with pain: "Tomorrow, it's too late today."

"Whatever!"

Qingmu turned around neatly and left without looking back.

Only Qinglan and Zhang Ling were left on the corridor.

He glanced at her, took her back to the house silently, and then closed the door.

"It's good that Qingmeng has a relationship with me since childhood, so he may not understand you and will misunderstand something. If he says something that makes you unhappy, don't take it to heart. He is not malicious."

Qinglan said, giving her the TV remote control, and smiled: "Watch what you want to see yourself."

Zhang Ling took it and asked, "Don't you watch it?"

He stared at her and didn't say anything, meaning that he could just look at her.

The room was very quiet, Zhang Ling's eyes were a little pink, and he saw two small hers in his affectionate eyes, as if she was his whole world.

Thinking of what he confessed to him before dinner, thinking about the admiration of her on-demand words on the porch just now, she was a little mixed with emotion, threw the remote control onto the bed, took a step forward, and gently wrapped Qinglan's waist with both hands.

She pressed her cheek against his chest and closed her eyes.

Qinglan's whole body trembled!

Since meeting, she has always been very reserved in physical contact. If he didn't take the initiative to hold her hand, she would never touch him!

Now that she is so engulfed in her arms, how could Qinglan not be excited?

"Lingling?"

Zhang Ling just waited quietly in his arms for a while. When she let him go, her cheeks were dyed with a faint blush. She took a step back a little shyly and looked at the floor: "It's been a long time since no one has been as good as you have been to me. Sky, thank you!"

Qinglan was stunned for a moment, and raised her hand to touch her cheek.

She gave in slightly, stopped again, letting his big hand hold half of his side face.

And his heart seemed to explode, as if he was touching a wonderful dream, and he was afraid that the dream would suddenly wake up.

His palm dragged half of her face and did not dare to move: "Lingling, I will treat you well for the rest of my life. When my grandfather made the little gold medal for you, you will say..."

"Sky," Zhang Ling suddenly looked up and looked at him seriously: "Not everyone is like you, born in peace and carefree. I also have a wish to realize it. Perhaps for you, what you want to do the most is to marry me in a few years. But for me, I don't want to be a person who can't live without you."

Qinglan just looked at her like this, a little confused.

After a while, I asked, "Do you like me?"

Zhang Ling bit his lip, lowered his head, and nodded: "I like it."

Qinglan took a deep breath and tried to hug her forward: "It's getting late, it's not a problem for us to stand like this. Who of us will take a shower first? After taking a shower, we changed our pajamas, watched TV together, chatted together, and then we slept like last night, okay?"

Zhang Ling looked up at him: "I don't like turning on the headlights in the room. Can I turn on the small lights from last night?"

"good!"

As soon as Qinglan finished speaking, she came out of his arms and replaced the light with a smaller one.

Then she took her pajamas and black cloth bag and walked towards the bathroom.

Qinglan was curious before, and quietly opened it with her back and saw it, only then did she realize that there were very ordinary contact lens boxes, eye drops, etc. inside.

He sighed in his heart, this girl is so stupid, she is myopic, and he doesn't know how to laugh at her, and now there are more people wearing contact lenses on the street.

Zhang Ling finished washing quickly. When he opened the bathroom door, he was very slow. He saw that the light was dim outside. Then he came out from behind the door, wiped his hair with a bath towel, raised his head and smiled at Qinglan: "Go and wash!"

Qinglan looked at her appearance as a lotus, and although she was just a small lamp, she still felt that she was really beautiful.

There was a nice smell of shower gel in the air, which was not what he used to use before.

But that was the smell on her body. He liked it very much as long as it was related to her!

"Lingling, I'll go wash."

He said this and felt secretly happy. When he walked around her and walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and turned to look at her: "Lingling!"

She raised her eyes to him, her beautiful eyes dripping.

Qinglan felt that his eyes were particularly beautiful under the night color. She smiled, feeling embarrassed but couldn't help but tell her: "I feel like we are an old couple, hehe."

Zhang Ling looked at him and said nothing.

He said again: "It is to go to bed after dinner every day. You wash it first, I will wash it, and then hold it to sleep together, like an old couple, right?"

Zhang Ling still looked at him and didn't say anything.

Qinglan felt that she kept monologueing, which was boring. She turned around and wanted to go into the bathroom, but she heard her voice coming from behind: "Qinglan!"

She called him Ningguo's name!

He was stunned for a moment, feeling that his name was so nice to say from her!

She seemed to be smiling and said to his tall and thin back: "If you feel happy, then as long as you can stay by your side for more than one day, I will try my best to accompany you for as many days! Let's live with you like this!"

A sweet feeling surged in my heart.

He wanted to turn around and rush over to hug her and kiss her passionately.

But she was afraid of scaring him, so she felt that she was frivolous and frivolous.

So he nodded fiercely: "I want it! We will be together like this for the rest of our lives!"

"What if I disappear one day?"

Qinglan turned her head suddenly and looked at her: "You won't!"

She smiled, as if she was joking: "What if?"
Chapter completed!