Chapter 557: Be Your Flower Guardian

(fifth more)

After tidying up, Ling Ruonan was ready to go out.

She didn't deliberately dress up. For so many years, from girlhood to now, she didn't deliberately dress herself up. I have hardly used lipstick or lip pencil, and I don't even know how to make up myself.

Ling Ruonan's beauty is natural, even at this age she still looks like this, facing people with her plain face to the sky.

At this age, she still has no obvious wrinkles, and her complexion hasn't changed much, she is still so fair and tender.

Any kind of attire is very beautiful, her temperament is unmatched by anyone, with confidence written on her face, coupled with her pretty face that looks like plastic surgery, no man will think that she is old and not beautiful. Even though Ouyang Feifei and Yang Qingyin were hailed as the most beauties in Yanjing, they still felt tremendous pressure in front of Ling Ruonan.

Because Ling Ruonan still looks young, her exquisite facial features are impeccable, and more importantly, she is no longer a bit young, and her mature charm adds to her beauty.

Standing behind Ling Ruonan, watching her slowly combing her hair in front of the mirror, now she tied her long black hair into a ponytail, and when she was not doing other clothes, Luo Ziling couldn't help but joked: "Mom, you are so beautiful Hehe, today I will be your flower protector, if there are hooligans who come to tease you because of your beauty, I will beat them away."

"Fuck you," Ling Ruonan turned around and cursed with a smile, "Mom is already old, and the little rascal is not interested in teasing her anymore."

"How is it possible?" Luo Ziling shook his head firmly, "I think, when I go to the mall later, many people will think of you as my girlfriend. Let's bet if you don't believe me."

Ling Ruonan was very happy when he heard that, and after giving Luo Ziling a glance, he said angrily, "You're talking nonsense. People who see it must think I'm your mother, how could they be your girlfriend?"

"Maybe everyone thinks you are younger than me, or when we go out later, we should be more intimate and see what people think."

"Be naughty," Ling Ruonan was very confident in her appearance, even at an older age.

But other people's praise, her own self-confidence, still did not make her happier than Luo Ziling's affirmation.

In the heart of the son, if he is still beautiful as a mother*, then he is really beautiful.

When she walked out of the villa with Ling Ruonan, who had finished dressing up and put on a pair of sunglasses on her nose,

Luo Ziling couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and asked in a low voice: "Mom, grandpa can't develop a medicine that can beautify the skin. Before, I...Dad, did you use such a prescription or medicine for you?"

Unexpectedly, Luo Ziling would mention Luo Liansheng. Ling Ruonan, who had been deliberately avoiding mentioning this man during this time, couldn't help feeling sour, and felt like crying instantly. Fortunately, there were sunglasses covering her, which covered up her sadness. After she took a deep breath, she replied: "Yes. Mom is taking care of herself according to the beauty method he taught, otherwise she would have wrinkled already."

"Grandpa and I have developed better beauty prescriptions, as well as medicines. I have brought them to you after dinner. I think that after you use them, you will be younger."

Hearing Luo Ziling's sincere words, Ling Ruonan was naturally moved, "Then thank you."

In fact, she wanted to say that no matter how good the cosmetic medicine is, it can make people look younger than a happy mood.

For a woman, having a man by her side is the best beauty remedy. It's just that she and Luo Xusheng have been separated for so many years, and she has already forgotten about the relationship between men and women, so she doesn't think about it.

Luo Ziling didn't notice Ling Ruonan's emotional turmoil, he was very excited to talk about some messy things with Ling Ruonan.

As he talked, he talked about learning medicine with his grandfather and collecting herbs in the mountains.

Luo Linsheng's education to Luo Ziling is very strict, and there are many punishment methods. Going into the mountains to collect herbs was also a kind of tempering for him, many of which were difficult, Luo Ziling was a little afraid now thinking about it.

Ling Ruonan didn't expect Luo Liansheng to educate Luo Ziling so strictly, and couldn't help but feel a little sad. In fact, if she was allowed to raise Luo Ziling by herself, she would definitely be very strict with Luo Ziling, but she still felt a little bit reluctant to let other people be strict with Luo Ziling.

But after thinking that Luo Ziling has become so outstanding now, she was very moved by Luo Linsheng's teachings.

She felt that if Luo Ziling had been by her side all the time, she might not be as good as she is now.

She will definitely give Luo Ziling the best. The conditions are too good, and the people who hang out with him are all rich men, so it's normal for Luo Ziling to get into some bad habits of playboys.

Originally, Ling Ruonan wanted Wu Yue to drive them to Wangfujing, but Luo Ziling suggested that the mother and son should take public transportation to go there by themselves, so that it would not attract people's attention and better experience the taste of shopping. In the end, Ling Ruonan listened to Luo Ziling Suggestion, let’s take the subway together. Ling Ruonan's decision made Wu Yue so nervous that in the end she could only take a few people with her, and after meticulously making up, she followed behind their mother and child to prevent accidents.

Over the years, Ling Ruonan has never taken public transportation.

When Luo Ziling took her to the nearby subway station, she was full of curiosity and excitement.

Of course, if she wasn't with Luo Ziling, she wouldn't take the subway anyway. One is unsafe, two is inconvenient, and three, she doesn't want to show her face in public. Luo Ziling was so interested, she agreed without hesitation, meeting Luo Ziling's request.

What made her even happier was that when walking down the steps and taking the escalator, Luo Ziling was afraid that she would fall, so he took her hand and stood by her side.

I used to hold hands with Luo Xusheng when we went out, but that was twenty years ago. Twenty years later, Ling Ruonan traveled hand in hand with a man again, but this man was his own son, but Ling Ruonan was still very excited.

She never held Luo Ziling's hand like this when she was a child, but when she grew up, it was a way of making up for it.

So when Luo Ziling held her hand and wanted to protect her, she took the initiative to tighten Luo Ziling's hand and never let go.

During the process of buying tickets, going through security checks, and waiting for the bus, the mother and son held hands all the time, appearing very close.

Although both of them wore glasses, it was still difficult to conceal their aura. Many people turned their attention to them, with envious and jealous expressions on their faces. It's just that the mother and son didn't care about other people's gazes, they held hands as if no one was there, and whispered interesting topics.

Ling Ruonan changed from his usual seriousness and aloofness, and smiled like a young girl, often smiling happily.

There were no seats on the subway, so the mother and son stood like everyone else. Luo Ziling naturally protected Ling Ruonan and kept others from approaching. The two still ignored the attention of others, and they hid aside and talked softly.

When he got out of the car and walked outside, he also looked very intimate, talking to himself as if no one else was around, until he was awakened by a surprised voice.

"Boss, is that you? My God, it's such a beautiful little girl again!"

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