The mobile phone showed that it had been sent, but Xue Jinyan cried out secretly.
I'm afraid it won't work if I want to take it back now. I can only hope that Ling Yue didn't see it, or that his mobile phone happened to stop.
She was thinking, the phone was ringing, and her little heart shook.
Ling Yue called.
Yang Momo saw that she was holding her phone and staring at the screen as if she had seen a ghost, so she rushed over and immediately joked when she saw the name: "My male god is calling, why didn't you answer the phone? You won't answer me." Said to grab.
Xue Jinyan hurriedly covered her phone, sweating on her forehead, and whispered: "Don't make trouble."
"Yo Yo, I'll take care of it now, hum."
The phone over there was reluctant, Xue Jinyan hesitated and got up and walked to a corner position, gritted her teeth and adjusted a pleasant tone.
"Hey."
"What is the text message you just sent, why didn't I understand?" the low and sexy male voice sounded unhurriedly.
Ah, I saw it.
Xue Jinyan laughed dryly: "Oh, I didn't understand. Then, I accidentally sent it wrong, you can delete it, as I didn't send it."
There was a brief silence on the phone for a few seconds before the subject changed: "Where are you?"
"Oh, I'm singing with my friends at the KTV outside."
"It's late, go home early."
"Oh, I see. You go home early to rest, too."
The other party had a short silence, not knowing if it was an illusion, Xue Jinyan felt as if Ling Yue was a little unhappy.
"… Where are you?"
"I'm in KTV."
"I ask where you are."
"Oh, come and sing for a while. In Auchan Hyun Yin, come on."
"Well, wait for me for a while."
Fortunately, I didn't understand it. Xue Jinyan let out a long sigh of relief, otherwise she must be troubled again. Sometimes that man is stingy.
Yang Momo sang Zhenghuan, and came a difficult waist twist. When he turned his head, he saw the man who opened the door and walked in. His waist almost flashed and fell to the ground.
"Haha, Momo, what do you want to do now, a perfect 360-degree turn."
Xue Jinyan was joking with excitement, his arm was pulled, Tang Ning's clear eyes had a hint of playfulness: "Jinyan, the person who will pick you up will pull it."
When Xue Jinyan turned her head, Ling Yue stood behind her.
He wore a black twill suit, and just standing there, he naturally formed an elegant and noble, seven-point righteousness, three-point evil, but a perfect mixture.
It's hard to forget at a glance.
"Jin Yan."
He opened his mouth, different from the silence on the phone, he is now unusually gentle, with a fragrant smell.
Xue Jinyan felt that her heart speeded up a bit uncontrollably.
"You are here." She suddenly got a little awkward, stood up and pointed to the microphone on the table: "Do you want to sing?"
"I can't do it, I'm a little tired today, how about you, do you want to sing for a while?"
Xue Jinyan didn't speak, she thought for a few seconds and shook her head: "I won't sing anymore, let's go."
Ling Yue hooked his lips: "Okay."
"Sing it by yourself, I'll go, let's sing together another day." Xue Jinyan grabbed the purse and raised her hand.
"Wow, even though it's color-loving, but we forgive you."
"I didn't." Xue Jinyan said dissatisfiedly: "I'm just a little tired."
"Well, you are all tired, then Jinyan and President Ling have a good dream. Haha."
"... Can I tear your mouth?"
"Oh, no, hurry up, don't disturb us singing."
Coming out of the box, Ling Yue naturally held Xue Jinyan's hand.
"Why are you coming back, don't you go back and rest?" Xue Jinyan asked a little curiously, tilting her head backward.
"Want to see you, can't you?"
"Oh."
Xue Jinyan did not speak, but followed Ling Yue to his car, climbed into the position of the co-pilot and sat down.
"What does the sentence in the text message just now mean?"
Xue Jinyan didn't expect that Ling Yue would actually talk about this again, her eyelids twitched and smiled dryly: "I said it all, but it was a mistake."
But Ling Yue was looking her eyes squarely. Xue Jinyan, who was looking at her, was a little guilty and couldn't help saying: "Okay, okay, I'm just wondering if we might have other relationships."
Ling Yue stared at her: "Brothers and sisters are absolutely impossible. My parents have only my son, and your parents have only your daughter."
"That's why I said it was a godfather, like the kind of godfather outside, godmother."
"No." Ling Yue black face: "We can only have one relationship, that is, you are my wife."
Xue Jinyan was stunned, and her heart was mixed for a moment. She tugged at the corners of her lips, inexplicably bitter: "You said it too early. Who will tell you about the future. Moreover, you married a fame." Such a bad daughter-in-law, are you not afraid of it yourself?"
Ling Yue's eyes changed, and he whispered, "Is anyone telling you something again?"
Xue Jinyan shook her head: "No."
The two went to Xue Jinyan's apartment together. As soon as they entered the room, Ling Yue was already familiar with the road and began to change his shoes, poured water, and stared at Xue Jinyan dumbfounded.
"I said, you are too leisurely, my master seems to have not yet asked you to stay, your behavior is simply..."
Ling Yue handed over a glass of milk and put it in Xue Jinyan's hand: "The milk is added with the snow honey you like."
"Oh, thank you." Xue Jinyan took it obediently. The temperature was just right for drinking. She took a sip and narrowed her eyes contentedly: "It tastes good, I like it."
Ling Yue got a confession, stroked her hair and said with emotion: "It would be nice if you were so frank with me."
Xue Jinyan held the cup and rolled her eyes, and said, "Ling Yue, there is one thing I am curious about. You should have been in love before, right?"
Ling Yue walked to the side of her with long legs, and took her arm to sit on the sofa together, his eyes warmed: "Why, now I'm starting to inquire about my previous feelings?"
Xue Jinyan nodded unusually and frankly: "I've heard Changfeng say before. It seems that you had a girlfriend when you were studying abroad, and later abandoned you because of others' pursuit of dreams. Is it true?"
"Well, you can't say that." Ling Yue took Xue Jinyan's shoulders: "I really admire her at the beginning, but appreciation and love always seem to be a little bit worse. Our love time is very short, and it's going on. Not tepid. But I really wanted to grow old with her at that time."
"..."
"Why don't you talk, you're jealous?"
Xue Jinyan lowered her eyes and shook her head, but her mood fell instantly.
"I'll take a shower."
Ling Yue was taken aback, and quickly took her arm: "Jinyan, are you angry?"
Little by little, he pushed away his shackles.
Xue Jinyan held the corner of her lips: "Why, that's your business."
A man lying quietly in the bathtub, closing his eyes, but not feeling happy.
Whether it was Zhuo Jingyang or Ling Yue, they had made a lot of promises, but in the end they failed.
The wish to grow old with someone is very good, but no one can be sure who the one who really realizes it is.
Even now, he likes himself, but the person who will actually walk into the marriage hall with him in the future may not necessarily be him.
Thinking that if one day meets Ling Yue on a strange street, and he already has a beautiful wife and even a cute baby by his side, his heart will still hurt uncontrollably.
"Jinyan, have you finished washing, are you okay?"
Looking at the time, she stayed in it for too long, so let him worry.
Wrapped in a big white bathrobe, Xue Jinyan pushed open the bathroom door and squeezed a bright smile: "It's so comfortable to take a bath, forget the time."
Ling Yue took her hand and covered her head with a towel and said softly, "Did you get angry just now?"
Xue Jinyan raised her eyebrows: "Why should I be angry? Your relationship history is your business, and who has never had previous relationships."
Ling Yue said nothing.
Her black eyes looked at Xue Jinyan intently, making her a little uncomfortable.
"You, what do you think of me?"
Ling Yue's eyes became a little playful: "You really are angry."
"you… "
"It's funny, how can Jinyan get angry, isn't it?" Ling Yue coaxed like a child.
Xue Jinyan pulled her face and snorted: "Stop guessing about me here, I won't be angry."
"Yes Yes."
"Do you think I'm jealous? I'm not jealous at all, not at all."
"Ok, I know."
"You..." Xue Jinyan's face suddenly blushed, she really looks like an unreasonable little daughter-in-law. She turned around and wanted to leave, but Ling Yue refused to let her go. Instead, she pulled her hard and hit her sturdy chest.
Xue Jinyan said annoyed: "What are you doing?"
Ling Yue raised his hand and rubbed her forehead, and said in a low voice, "Jinyan, the past is over. Let's cherish our present."
"Our present, do we have a present?"
When Xue Jinyan said these words, the bottom of her eyes was a little teased, her pink lips evoked an intoxicating smile, and Ling Yue looked at her, feeling her heartbeat a little faster.
"Ling Yue."
"Yep?"
"I just imagined a scene where you and I had a lover and a child, and then we met on the street by chance. Do you think that scene is very subtle?"
"Impossible." Ling Yue categorically said: "I won't have other women."
Xue Jinyan helpless: "I mean hypothesis."
"There is no such assumption."
"I say… "
This guy doesn't let anyone talk anymore.
Xue Jinyan was about to have an attack, and her body was hugged hard.
"Ling..."
"Jinyan, I don't want to make this assumption." Ling Yue looked at Xue Jinyan, his eyes firmly as if supporting the world.
Xue Jinyan originally wanted to make a joke, but when she saw his appearance, she couldn't help but withdraw her ridicule.
"Jinyan." He held her shoulders and paused.
"You can only be mine."
(End of this chapter)