At noon, Yang Qingyin took the initiative to make an appointment with Luo Ziling and said they would go see Fang Dongxun together.
Luo Ziling did not refuse and readily agreed.
The first class in the afternoon was advanced mathematics, and Luo Ziling shamelessly asked for leave from teacher Wang Tongshan.
Wang Tongshan agreed without hesitation and just let Luo Ziling do his work.
Encountering such a generous teacher, Luo Ziling really didn't know whether to describe him as lucky or irresponsible.
But he never planned to study advanced mathematics. He couldn't even understand the trigonometric functions in junior high school, let alone advanced mathematics?
It would be too tiring to learn it from scratch, and he felt that it would be useless if he learned it, so he had no intention of learning it.
"Junior, you really met a good teacher." When Yang Qingyin knew that Luo Ziling didn't want to go to advanced mathematics class, he couldn't help joking: "I originally thought that the beautiful teacher would take special care of you, but I didn't expect that the uncle teacher would also take special care of you."
Taking care of you like this makes me a little jealous!"
"A goddess like Senior Sister, as long as she is a male teacher, she will definitely take special care of you, right?" Luo Ziling teased Yang Qingyin: "Anyway, if I were your teacher, I would definitely pay special attention to you.
Such a beautiful student is very excited to start class. But if you don't go to class, the teacher will probably be very depressed."
"Then you come to be my teacher," Yang Qingyin said to Luo Ziling with a smile: "How about you teach me medical skills? In the future, when I lose my job, I can also go to school to earn some living expenses."
"Okay, okay, okay, don't study anymore, just play your chess, piano, calligraphy and painting," Luo Ziling reached out and pinched Yang Qingyin's nose, "If you lose your job, I will support you!"
"Really?"
"Of course it's true. Anyway, senior sister's appetite is very small. I can even afford to support a few people like you."
"Humph, it turns out that he wants to raise several beautiful women. He is such a playboy." Yang Qingyin pouted her pretty little mouth.
"That's not what I meant," Luo Ziling suddenly became anxious, "I just said that someone with such a small appetite like you is too easy to take care of."
"It's good that I have a small appetite, but I spend a lot of money on other things," Yang Qingyin said with a sly smile and raised his feet, "These boots only cost an average office worker one month's salary!"
"I'm not afraid. At worst, I will steal or rob, or go to the streets to beg for food. Anyway, I will definitely not make my senior sister hungry."
Yang Qingyin was immediately moved by Luo Ziling's jokes. She took the initiative to hold Luo Ziling's arm, "Junior, you treat me so well, I'm so touched!"
"Then take the initiative to show something, such as a kiss." Luo Ziling pointed to his lips and told Yang Qingyin seriously: "If you feel that one thank you is not enough, then give it several times, or use other ways to express your feelings better.
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Luo Ziling was just joking, he knew that Yang Qingyin would not be intimate with him in public.
Unexpectedly, Yang Qingyin actually came up to him, pecked him on the lips, and said with a happy smile: "Are you satisfied?"
The two of them were walking on the street, preparing to take the subway. Although they were armed to avoid being recognized by others when they went out, they still attracted the attention of many people when they walked hand in hand.
Temperament cannot be concealed.
Yang Qingyin kissed Luo Ziling in public, which immediately attracted more people's attention. Her face suddenly turned red and she quickly pulled Luo Ziling away.
"Hmph, next time I go out, you have to dress me up differently, so that I won't be afraid of being recognized."
Luo Ziling naturally agreed: "Okay, as long as you like it, it won't be a problem to dress you up as a little beggar."
"Fuck you," Yang Qingyin reached out and pinched Luo Ziling, "So you like to see me ugly, it's so annoying!"
After Luo Ziling screamed, he smiled and said: "How about I dress up as a little beggar myself and we go to the streets to beg together?"
"No!"
"When Guo Jing met Huang Rong in The Legend of the Condor Heroes, Huang Rong dressed up as a little beggar."
Yang Qingyin smiled slyly: "I'm not Ronger, and you're not the silly brother Jing. Aren't you comparing yourself to Zhang Danfeng?"
"Okay, little brother, let's go quickly!" Luo Ziling said, holding Yang Qingyin's hand and running.
"You are younger than me. Don't call me little brother. I won't call you big brother." Yang Qingyin smiled happily and let Luo Ziling hold her.
The two of them were chatting and laughing all the way, and soon arrived at the villa where Fang Dongxun lived.
When she rang the doorbell, it was Fang Qianqian who opened the door.
Seeing Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin standing at the door holding arms very intimately, Fang Qianqian froze there and couldn't react for a while.
"Qianqian, Zi Ling and I came here to see your brother. I heard that your brother is recovering well," Yang Qingyin took the initiative to greet Fang Qianqian.
Fang Qianqian replied a little angrily: "I don't dare to trouble you, Miss Yang. You didn't come to see my brother's joke, did you?"
Yang Qingyin didn't care, nor did he let go of Luo Ziling's arm, with a faint smile on his face, and also blamed Fang Qianqian: "Zi Ling came to help your brother treat his illness, why didn't you invite him in?
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"Please come in," Fang Qianqian knew that Yang Qingyin was demonstrating to her, but today she had no mental preparation and didn't know how to fight back, so she could only let Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin in angrily.
Yang Qingyin ignored Fang Qianqian and followed Luo Ziling to the room where Fang Dongxun stayed.
When they were about to reach Fang Dongxun's room, Yang Qingyin was still in Luo Ziling's ear and said softly: "Fang Qianqian must want to have an idea for you."
"Don't be blindly jealous, okay?" Luo Ziling replied angrily.
"I'm not jealous. I know you don't take her seriously. You just treat her as a passerby. But she is interested in you. Hehe, who told you to be so handsome, so strong, and beautiful?
So emotional!"
Luo Ziling just rolled his eyes.
Fang Dongxun, who was lying down to rest, was surprised and embarrassed when he saw Yang Qingyin coming with Luo Ziling.
Yang Qingyin was fine and said hello openly.
Then she told Fang Dongxun that she was going to have dinner with Luo Ziling later, so she stopped by to see how he was recovering.
Fang Dongxun heard the implication of Yang Qingyin's words.
This woman came here specifically to tell him that she had a very good relationship with Luo Ziling, and asked him not to have any inappropriate thoughts.
My heart suddenly felt a little bitter, but I responded to Yang Qingyin with a forced smile, and even made a joke, saying that Yang Qingyin and Luo Ziling were really like a couple of gods when they walked together, and said that I hoped to drink their wedding wine.
If anyone else had said such words, Yang Qingyin would definitely blush, but facing Fang Dongxun, she was not shy and just smiled.
In front of other people, Yang Qingyin was a proud queen, unsmiling. Only in front of Luo Ziling, she looked like the girl next door.
After Luo Ziling finished treating Fang Dongxun and the two left together, Yang Qingyin smiled and said to Luo Ziling: "From now on, the Fang family will not cause you any more trouble."