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"I hope some people misunderstand that you are my boyfriend and can reduce the trouble." Luo Yuqing looked mysterious, "I will say to my mother at that time and tell her not to point it out. I will also talk to Yang Qingyin and ask her to help."

"Okay!" Luo Ziling was a little speechless, but didn't ask much.

"My mother also wants to see you. At that time, you can ask her about some things."

Luo Yuqing's words made Luo Ziling feel moved, "Your mother will come too? Then I must find a chance to chat with her alone."

"But she may not necessarily tell you what happened back then," Luo Yuqing sighed, "If she is willing to say it, she should tell me when I ask her."

"Not necessarily," Luo Ziling smiled silly, "Is there any difference between men and women? Look at me so beautiful, women will give me face because of my face. Besides, your mother still asks me for some reason, so I make some small requests, maybe she will satisfy me."

"Tsk, look at you being so pretty," Luo Yuqing looked contemptuous, "Although you are indeed a bit good-looking, don't be so pretty all day long. I'm pretty, but I won't say in front of others that if you look very nice, men will sell me my face or something."

"I like to be stinking and beautiful, and I don't deny this! If you are not convinced, you can always be stinking and beautiful in front of me."

Luo Yuqing burst out laughing, "You guy, you are really interesting to talk. OK, it's up to you. You can ask my mother at that time, but you want to tell me what you talked about. Women are all very gossipy and curiosity is more important than men. If you say something to my mother but don't tell me, I will definitely not sleep well. Senior, senior sister, I look so good. If I look haggard because I can't sleep well, don't you feel sorry?" Luo Yuqing said, pointing to her tender face that could pinch it out of water.

"Hahaha," Luo Ziling laughed dryly, "It's true that it's starting to be stinky."

"Hmph, isn't it possible?" Luo Yuqing didn't care at all and continued to jog with Luo Ziling. "Senior brother, tomorrow night, there are a few people who have always wanted to pursue me to attend the birthday party. At that time, you will help me deal with them and make them give up completely."

Luo Ziling immediately showed a bitter look, "Senior sister, your requirements are really a bit high."

"Don't you want to help me?" Luo Yuqing smiled cunningly, "I am your sister. If you don't help me, who can I ask for help?"

"Okay," Luo Ziling finally refused and agreed reluctantly. After agreeing, he made another suggestion, "How about I pull the three guys in our dormitory tomorrow and make up the number of people for you?"

"No problem!" Luo Yuqing agreed readily.

After the morning exercise, Luo Ziling returned to the dormitory and told the other three guys about going to Luo Yuqing's birthday party tomorrow night.

When he heard that he could attend Luo Yuqing's birthday party, Cao Jianhui, Wu Longjiang and Li Fuming jumped happily. The three of them were as excited as if they were injected with chicken blood. They kept asking around Luo Ziling, asking what gifts he wanted to buy and how he would dress up tomorrow night.

Luo Ziling ignored the madness of the three guys and gave them no idea, letting them decide what gifts to buy and what clothes to wear. However, he also reminded them not to buy expensive gifts, just be as good as they want.

Anyway, Luo Yuqing would not care about these, and she would not accept too expensive gifts.

Luo Ziling was unwilling to give them any advice, and the three guys immediately sighed.

When the last class in the morning was about to end, Luo Ziling received a message from Yang Qingyin that she had just woken up and was about to get up.

"Senior sister, I'll bring you lunch, how about it?" Luo Ziling immediately replied to the message.

"Not stupid," Yang Qingyin added a few rolling expressions after the three-word message.

Luo Ziling replied with three angry expressions.

Yang Qingyin immediately replied with three smiles covering her mouth, and then a message: "I want to eat porridge and small wontons."

"The appetite is really good."

"Don't some people think I'm thin? I'm going to eat hard to make myself fat so that some annoying guy can hope I will develop again."

Seeing this message and a few contempt expressions behind the message, Luo Ziling couldn't help laughing.

"Health is more important than slimness." He replied seriously.

"Some people really hate it." Yang Qingyin's news was still followed by a few rolling eyes.

"Why do I hate it?" When I saw Yang Qingyin, Luo Ziling asked pitifully: "Tell me, let me see."

Yang Qingyin was still lying on the bed in her pajamas. When Luo Ziling came in, she was reading a book.

After hearing Luo Ziling's question, she put down the book and said dissatisfiedly: "Anyway, I think the person standing in front of me is the most annoying person in the world, no doubt about it."

Luo Ziling walked to the window, looked at it seriously, and then said tragically: "Senior sister, your words are so harsh. I plan to jump from here!"

"Hate my brother," Yang Qingyin burst out laughing, "Come here to help me pinch my waist. I have been sleeping for too long and my waist is sore."

"Oh, it's not a princess, but she's full of princess disease," Luo Ziling walked over with a shaking head, "It's really a lot of pressure to be your boyfriend."

"Hey, hey, don't talk nonsense, okay?" Yang Qingyin blushed and pinched Luo Ziling, "Who is your girlfriend?"

"So, you must do something to be considered a boyfriend and girlfriend?" After saying this, Luo Ziling smiled a little.

Yang Qingyin suddenly blushed and rushed to Luo Ziling without hesitation, and kept using Yang's soul-chasing force to kill the death.

Finally, after Luo Ziling begged for mercy and grabbed her hand, she stopped, lay down obediently, and accepted Luo Ziling's press.

While pressing Yang Qingyin, Luo Ziling asked, "Tomorrow is Luo Yuqing's birthday party. Have she invited you to attend?"

"I know what she is trying to do," Yang Qingyin said angrily: "She just wants to borrow this birthday party to make many people think that you are her boyfriend. Hum!"

"Then are you going to participate?" Luo Ziling had a headache. It seemed that Yang Qingyin was a little reluctant to cooperate.

"She invited me seriously. Of course I have to attend, otherwise I would be too disrespectful to her," Yang Qingyin turned her back and looked at Luo Ziling, "I give her face, and I hope she can give me face, so don't do it too much."

"Okay," Luo Ziling touched his nose a little embarrassedly, "I hope I won't put it on the fire to roast it."

"Are you very proud that so many beautiful women covet you?"

"You should be proud. If your man does not have other women who are willing to do so, do you feel like failure?"

"Who is my man?" Yang Qingyin was angry again, but before she could get up, she was conquered by Luo Ziling's itching.

She took the opportunity to pester Luo Ziling and kissed her on his own initiative.

"You are mine, at least now, unless I don't want you, you can belong to others." This is Yang Qingyin's murmur at Luo Ziling's ear.
Chapter completed!