Chapter 552 Scared Me to Death

At this time, the waiter came in to order, Yang Qingyin ordered a Chinese meal, and Luo Ziling only ordered noodles.

He was quite full tonight, but he wanted to have some with Yang Qingyin, so he also ordered a portion.

While waiting for the meal, Luo Ziling asked impatiently, "What happened?"

Looking at Yang Qingyin's appearance, something pleasing should have happened, otherwise she wouldn't be in this state.

Yang Qingyin didn't make a fool of herself, and told Luo Ziling about the matter: "My mother called me in the evening and said that the engagement with Fang Dongxun was broken."

"Really?" Seeing the happy smile on Yang Qingyin's face, Luo Ziling couldn't help being surprised.

"My mother called me secretly. It is said that Fang Zhonghua took the initiative to mention this matter to my father. My mother is not very clear about it." Yang Qingyin said, sighed slightly, and then asked Luo Ziling: "It's you The result of coercion?"

"I made this request, Fang Zhonghua agreed, and Fang Dongxun dare not oppose me on this matter again," Luo Ziling did not hide it, Yang Qingyin said, "I think, if the Fang family refuses to marry, your father will It's impossible to be cheeky and insist on pushing you in, right?"

As a result, he was kicked by Yang Qingyin.

"You are so annoying, do you need to hurt others so much?" Yang Qingyin said angrily, "It seems that no one wants me."

Women are often unreasonable. Luo Ziling felt that Yang Qingyin did this on purpose, so he didn't explain any more. After he smiled, he joked again: "If there is no one to marry, just marry me, why don't I?" would be disgusted."

As a result, Yang Qingyin kicked him again. "You hateful junior, if you hurt me like this again, I will bite you!"

"Bite, let you bite here!" Luo Ziling pointed to his mouth, and then laughed.

Yang Qingyin stood up obediently, grabbed Luo Ziling's clothes, and really took a bite.

It was biting, not kissing, Luo Ziling screamed in pain.

"You have bitten your lips." Luo Ziling stroked his mouth and said angrily, "It seems that you are not a dog?"

"Hmph, I like to bite you, how do you do it?" Yang Qingyin pouted proudly, "Who told you to make fun of me?"

"It's for revenge," Luo Ziling said, hugging Yang Qingyin's head, and gnawed hard on her small mouth for a long time,

He didn't let go until the waiter's knock on the door sounded.

Yang Qingyin was blushed by Luo Ziling, and quickly fled into the bathroom.

When Yang Qingyin tidied up her hair and walked back to her seat to sit down, Luo Ziling was already eating noodles.

"This noodle is not tasty at all." Luo Ziling pointed to the 58 yuan bowl of noodles in front of him a little depressed. "It's far worse than the 5 yuan bowl of noodles at the door."

"Who told you to order noodles?" Yang Qingyin giggled, "I wanted to invite you to eat noodles at the noodle shop in front of the school, but who asked you to dress up like this?"

"I knew I'd go back and change my clothes first," Luo Ziling said with a sad face, and immediately asked Yang Qingyin with a smile: "Senior sister, am I super handsome like this?"

"Well, it's really handsome." Yang Qingyin nodded, "Isn't it quite proud?"

"Why don't we take a group photo?" Luo Ziling took out his mobile phone and walked to Yang Qingyin's side, "You are also very beautiful today, so that I want to kiss you as soon as we meet, so I have to take a group photo anyway."

"Teasing me again," Yang Qingyin reached out and pinched Luo Ziling, "I'm not as stinky as you."

However, she did not refuse to take a group photo with Luo Ziling, and she leaned her head on Luo Ziling's shoulder cooperatively, with a cute smile.

In the end, she took out her mobile phone and took a few photos for Luo Ziling, saying that she would keep them as souvenirs so that Luo Ziling would not become ugly in the future.

"If one day I get fat and have a fat belly, and all the hair on my head falls out, it will be really ugly," Luo Ziling followed Yang Qingyin's words and laughed at himself, "When the time comes, senior sister sees me, don't dislike me! "

"Of course I want to dislike it," Yang Qingyin giggled, "I want to dislike it now."

"Okay, I'll go back and hide in bed and cry."

After Yang Qingyin giggled for a while, she asked Luo Ziling again: "How is Fang Dongxun's injury going?"

"If you still want to marry him, you will definitely be a mother in the future."

As a result, Yang Qingyin was annoyed by these words, and she rushed forward angrily, punching and kicking Luo Ziling, until she "beat" Luo Ziling desperately begging for mercy, and then she gave up.

"If I dare to say such things again, I will be really angry." When Yang Qingyin sat back in her seat, she was still humming with anger, her pretty face was still red.

"Okay," Luo Ziling quickly admitted his mistake, "I won't joke with you like this in the future. Let you be the mother of my child, I'm not hurt anyway."

As a result, these words were exchanged for Yang Qingyin's "violence". This time, Yang Qingyin didn't punch or kick him anymore, but came directly to pick his ears.

"Sister, if one day I propose to you with such words, will you beat me too?" Luo Ziling grabbed Yang Qingyin's hand and asked solemnly.

Yang Qingyin froze there for a moment, her pretty face flushed instantly.

"Not interested," she snorted and picked Luo Ziling's ear, and sat back on the seat, "Anyway, you have so many beautiful fans, just let them be your child's mother."

"That's what you said!"

"Yes, that's what I said, just try the consequences of doing so."

"The deterrent power of these words is great enough to scare me to death," Luo Ziling patted his chest, looking terrified.

This intentional fear made Yang Qingyin laugh again.

"Sister, I'm going to sleep with my mother in a while. Tomorrow my... my mother's grandpa's 90th birthday, she's going to take me there." Having said that, Luo Ziling smiled sheepishly, "How could I a little nervous."

"Tomorrow is your great-grandfather's 90th birthday?" Yang Qingyin was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed, "That's a good thing. It seems that the Ling family is willing to accept you back."

"Senior sister, you are wrong," Luo Ziling shook his head seriously, "I am not from the Ling family, and my surname is Luo, so there is no such thing as going back or not going back."

"Well, I'm wrong," Yang Qingyin immediately admitted the mistake, "I know you are very proud and don't want to be attached to the Ling family, and I also believe that you will succeed. Accept it, and you will have less trouble doing things in the future. Not many people dare to compete with the Ling family. But you have to pay attention to one thing, if you are accepted by the old Ling family, the younger generations of the Ling family will definitely not be convinced. Maybe they'll do something openly about you, even your mother."

"I think, as long as I can see my senior's pretty face every day, I'm not afraid of any difficulties."

Yang Qingyin was dumbfounded, never expecting that Luo Ziling would say such a witty remark when she was talking about things in a serious manner.

She blushed, but she was very happy in her heart.