Luo Ziling's ridicule was more like a tear-jerker.
Yang Qingyin cried even harder.
She glared at Luo Ziling angrily, turned her head away, and covered her face with both hands.
"Fortunately, I didn't put on makeup, otherwise I would have cried all over my face, which would have been ugly!" Luo Ziling took out a piece of paper, carefully wiped away the tears on Yang Qingyin's face, and then took away her hand covering her face, "
Am I so ugly that I need you to cover your face with your hands and not bear to look at me?"
"Let me go!" Yang Qingyin struggled desperately and even pulled the curtain to cover her face.
Luo Ziling stepped forward and patted Yang Qingyin's shoulder gently, "Wipe it with paper, the curtains are not hygienic."
"What are you doing here?" Yang Qingyin turned around, snatched the paper from Luo Ziling's hand, wiped his red eyes hard twice, and said bitterly: "Go away, you are not welcome here!"
"Are you really not welcome?" After Luo Ziling finished speaking, he stood up and said, "Then I'm leaving!"
After saying that, he was ready to leave.
"Get out of here, as far away as possible!" Yang Qingyin looked like he was gritting his teeth, and his tears flowed down unsatisfactorily.
"After traveling thousands of miles to come here, you should take something with you when you leave, right?" Luo Ziling said, hugging Yang Qingyin, "I must take my favorite things with me."
Caught off guard, Luo Ziling picked him up from the waist, and Yang Qingyin suddenly screamed.
She struggled desperately and slapped Luo Ziling's body with both hands: "Put me down, you bastard, you bastard, put me down!"
Luo Ziling obediently put Yang Qingyin down, but did not let her go, but forced her to face him face to face.
"Come home with me!" he said seriously.
"No!" Yang Qingyin glanced at Luo Ziling stubbornly, then turned away.
"Why did you leave without saying a word?" Luo Ziling forced Yang Qingyin to face him, "There is no irreconcilable conflict between us. Even if you want to leave, you have to tell me, right?"
"You don't have to worry about my affairs!" Although Yang Qingyin said it very stubbornly, tears flowed down unsatisfactorily.
"You are my woman and my wife, of course I have to take care of it!" Luo Ziling couldn't help laughing, "We are engaged!"
Yang Qingyin took two steps back and said, "I'll tell you again, you are not welcome here. Go back to where you came from."
Luo Ziling looked at Yang Qingyin quietly: "I will definitely go back to Yanjing or Qiantang, but before I leave, I must take you away!"
"I won't go with you!" Yang Qingyin turned his face sideways again.
"Then I won't leave. I'll just live here. Anyway, it's a big place. It would be nice to spend the rest of my life working with you, a man farming and a woman weaving." Luo Ziling said and laughed, "No one cares about us here.
We can have a bunch of sons and daughters."
"What you think is beautiful." Yang Qingyin spat, "I don't want to have a bunch of sons and daughters!"
"Then let's have a son and a daughter, okay?" Luo Ziling said, reaching out to hug Yang Qingyin.
Yang Qingyin quickly covered her body with her hands and threatened Luo Ziling: "Don't move your hands or feet, or I'll call someone!"
"You can shout!" Luo Ziling said with a smile: "Even if you shout until your throat is broken, no one will come in. I have been here for a long time, drank a pot of tea, and eaten a lot of snacks, and no one has come to interfere with me!"
"You..." Yang Qingyin looked at Luo Ziling speechlessly, not knowing what to say.
"Stop being angry!" Luo Ziling wiped the tears from her face and hugged her into his arms.
But Yang Qingyin struggled desperately and was unwilling to accept Luo Ziling's hug.
"It's been three years, everything has passed, and we can get married." Luo Ziling whispered in Yang Qingyin's ear, forcing the stubborn Yang Qingyin to lean into his arms, and said softly: "I still owe you a wedding.
, I have been planning for a long time, and I owe you the heroine!"
"This is my home, I'm not going anywhere!" Yang Qingyin resisted Luo Ziling's embrace and tried desperately to get out.
But Luo Ziling hugged her hard. After a while, she finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell softly into Luo Ziling's arms.
The tears in her eyes became even louder.
Over the years, she has always hoped that she would be strong and say goodbye to the past completely.
She thought that she had successfully accomplished this and could face everything calmly.
Unexpectedly, when I saw the man in front of me, my emotional dam suddenly collapsed.
Luo Ziling lowered his head without hesitation and kissed her desperately.
But Yang Qingyin struggled again, and even opened his mouth and bit Luo Ziling.
But Luo Ziling didn't care at all and continued to force Yang Qingyin.
"Classmate Xiaoyang, you should understand that in the face of powerful force, any resistance is futile, so just obey me!"
"You are a gangster. You bully me as soon as we meet. I'm angry!"
In the end, Yang Qingyin, who was single and weak, gave up all resistance and allowed Luo Ziling to bully her.
At this time, Luo Ziling didn't care at all that there were many people waiting for him, or that someone would suddenly break in.
At this moment, what he wants most is to completely possess Yang Qingyin.
After a long time, Yang Qingyin struggled out of Luo Ziling's arms.
She lowered her head and straightened her clothes, then took two steps back and stood.
"You're a big gangster, you've gone too far. You actually forced yourself on me as soon as we met. Aren't you afraid that I'll retaliate against you?" Yang Qingyin gritted his teeth.
"I have been in Black Africa for several years and I haven't gotten a tan." Luo Ziling looked at Yang Qingyin and laughed, "Everything is still the same as before."
Yang Qingyin rolled her eyes at Luo Ziling and ignored him.
"After returning to Yanjing or Qiantang, let's go home!"
"You shouldn't have come here." Yang Qingyin avoided Luo Ziling's eyes and whispered. "I have traveled all over the world just to find a comfortable place suitable for retirement..."
"You haven't even become a mother, so why do you have to take care of yourself in old age?" Luo Ziling chuckled, hugged Yang Qingyin into his arms again, and kissed her deeply, "Now that we are old enough, we can be fathers.
Mom."
But at this moment, an accident happened.
A little boy, about three or four years old, suddenly ran out of the back room.
"Mom, Mama, where are you?" His voice was crying.
Seeing this, Yang Qingyin pushed Luo Ziling away hard and ran towards the child.
After seeing Yang Qingyin, the child immediately went over and hugged her leg.
He saw tears in Yang Qingyin's eyes and immediately asked: "Mom, why are you crying?"
The little boy also saw Luo Ziling standing in the house.
The first time he saw a strange man in his house, he was a little scared.
But he still looked at Luo Ziling bravely and said in a sweet voice: "You bad guy, why are you so mean to me?"
While shouting at Luo Ziling, she waved her fat little fist.