"Classmate Luo Ziling, what other stimulation have you received today?" Yang Qingyin, who finally stopped coughing and turned slightly red, asked angrily: "Why did you learn so many glib accents all at once?"
Luo Ziling looked at Yang Qingyin with a wretched smile: "I successfully defeated my love rival, shouldn't I be happy?"
"What kind of love rival?" Yang Qingyin blushed again and spat, "You are not like me, yet you are talking about a love rival! Huh, annoying junior, I don't want to care about you anymore."
As he said that, he drank tea by himself and deliberately turned his head away.
Luo Ziling reached out and held Yang Qingyin's chin, trying to turn her head around, but she opened it with a palm.
"Classmate Luo Ziling, don't move your hands or feet," Yang Qingyin said to Luo Ziling sternly, "otherwise I'll scream indecent assault."
"Shout, shout, just shout," Luo Ziling said, walked down from his seat, held Yang Qingyin's face in his hands, kissed her hard, and did not let go even as Yang Qingyin struggled.
After succeeding, when Yang Qingyin's struggle slowed down, he let go of her face, not forgetting to pinch it twice, "Why don't you shout!"
"I hate it, I hate it so much," Yang Qingyin stretched out her small fist and hit Luo Ziling twice, and then said angrily: "I really don't want to care about you."
But he immediately started laughing again, "You took advantage of Fangdongxun and you are so happy that you died?"
"Young master of the Fang family, how many people do you think can take advantage of him?" Luo Ziling deliberately showed a proud look, "The key point is that when I left, he was still there and didn't react."
"I have never heard of anyone taking advantage of Fang Dongxun. There is no way he could bear such a tone," Yang Qingyin stopped laughing and asked Luo Ziling again, "He really invited you directly for coffee.
And then you just said these things?"
"Yeah, he also blamed me, saying that since I have such a good relationship with sister Ouyang Feifei, I shouldn't play with you anymore. Then I replied, if I drink your tea, I can't eat the feast you invited me.
?Tell me, is this the truth?" Luo Ziling didn't say this just now and deliberately omitted it, but after thinking about it, he thought it would be better to say it.
"What do you mean?" Yang Qingyin frowned, "You compare me to a big meal?"
"That's not what I meant. I just said that if I have female friends, can I no longer pursue beauties like you? Of course not, you can't disqualify me from being with you just because I have a good relationship with Ouyang Feifei and the other sisters. Hehe, I
But I am planning to marry you home!"
Luo Ziling's previous words made Yang Qingyin a little angry. He was about to say something angry, but after hearing Luo Ziling's last sentence, he immediately blushed and spat fiercely before saying: "Who wants to marry you?"
"Don't want to? Then who are you going to marry?" Luo Ziling looked at Yang Qingyin in surprise.
"It's not you anyway, you don't care who you marry," Yang Qingyin said, showing a sly smile again.
"Fortunately, it wasn't Fang Dongxun who called you just now, and you didn't say these few words, otherwise I would have been severely trampled by him," Luo Ziling looked like he was in pain, "What should I do? I was in a good mood just now.
I have lost my appetite after just one word from you?"
Seeing Luo Ziling's deliberate pretense, Yang Qingyin couldn't help but laugh again.
"Why do I think you are becoming more and more glib?" Yang Qingyin finally held back his laughter, stretched out his hand and pinched the corners of Luo Ziling's mouth, "You are becoming less and less cute!"
Luo Ziling was immediately embarrassed: "That's wrong, I've always been cute, okay?"
"Yeah, I guess you must have been very cute when you were little."
"My children will be as cute as me in the future." After Luo Ziling said firmly, he asked Yang Qingyin mysteriously: "Do you want to witness a miracle?"
Yang Qingyin blushed slightly and asked curiously: "How to witness?"
"We can just make a little baby out together. Isn't that just witnessing? Whether he looks like me or you, he is very cute!"
Luo Ziling's unguarded words immediately made Yang Qing blush with embarrassment. In anger, she pinched the corner of Luo Ziling's mouth fiercely.
Luo Ziling felt pain immediately, screamed, and hid his head back.
Yang Qingyin laughed heartlessly, as happy as he wanted.
After arguing for a while, the two brought the topic back to matters related to Fang Dongxun and the marriage between the Yang family and the Fang family.
This was originally a very heavy topic, but because of the fuss just now, it seems much easier to talk about it again.
After saying a few words, Luo Ziling sat up straight and said to Yang Qingyin seriously: "I'm more handsome than Fang Dongxun, I drink better than him, I'm better at fighting than him, and my medical skills are even more than he can match. Therefore,
No matter how you compare, I am better than him. From now on, you can only marry me and not anyone else!"
Yang Qingyin could not imagine that Luo Ziling would suddenly say such things. She wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, wanted to be annoyed but couldn't be annoyed. Finally, she seriously replied to Luo Ziling: "What do you mean? Are you proposing?"
"It doesn't count!" Luo Ziling shook his head seriously, "How can a proposal be made under such circumstances? There need to be flowers, a ring, and an atmosphere. This is not the right place."
"Then will you propose to me?" Yang Qingyin blurted out these words.
After saying it, she regretted it, how could she ask Luo Ziling this question now.
This kind of question should never be asked at any time. It was a bit mindless just now.
But after he said the words, he couldn't take them back. He could only look at Luo Ziling nervously, waiting for his answer.
"Actually, you can also propose to me. It's a new era where men and women are equal, and women can also take the initiative."
Luo Ziling's words seriously hurt Yang Qingyin's self-esteem, which naturally resulted in her becoming angry and being beaten violently.
After Yang Qingyin left his seat and punched and kicked him, Luo Ziling finally begged for mercy and asked Yang Qingyin to stop his violent actions.
But Yang Qingyin did not stop moving, but instead of punching or kicking him, he lay on Luo Ziling's back and hugged him tightly.
"Junior, I know that my family will definitely arrange a marriage with the Fang family, but I will definitely not obey. I will try my best to fight. What I said to you is not a joke, and I will not accept their arrangement.
, I have to decide my own destiny, even if I am not the daughter of the Yang family." Yang Qingyin said emotionally: "If there comes a day, you have to support me, otherwise I will starve to death."
Luo Ziling agreed without hesitation: "No problem, I will feed you. Even if I go to the streets to beg, I will ensure that you have food and drink. If I only have one loaf of bread, I will definitely give it all to you, and I will even go and steal a cup of milk tea for you."
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Yang Qingyin was moved by Luo Ziling's words. Without saying anything, she just hugged Luo Ziling's neck tightly and kissed him.
Originally, both Yang Qingyin and Luo Ziling felt that they would talk a lot about Fang Dongxun when they met. However, after the two made a fuss, they didn't say much about it. They both felt that there was no need to say too much.
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Soldiers will come to block it, and water will come and the soil will flood. Since we have prepared for the worst, what should we be afraid of?