The house that Yang Qingyin bought is very large, with at least 200 square meters of upstairs and downstairs. Luo Ziling didn't know how much house prices were in Yanjing, but he knew that the price of this house must be quite expensive. But thinking that he already has a lot of wealth and that Yang Qingyin is also a rich girl, he didn't think about too many issues related to money.

What he thought most was that he would often be alone in the room with Yang Qingyin in the future, and he would definitely be able to taste the wonderful taste.

After hearing Yang Qingyin say that everything goes with the flow, he immediately thought of something he didn't think about.

Maybe one day this place will really become their real home. When Luo Ziling thought of living with Yang Qingyin in the future and living like a couple, he was overjoyed and couldn't help but hug Yang Qingyin and kissed him hard for a while.

"Let's go again," Yang Qingyin was afraid that if he continued to be so close to Luo Ziling, he would not be able to control himself, and was also afraid that Luo Ziling would have such thoughts, so he stood up rationally and said to Luo Ziling with a red face: "Although the decoration has been over for a while, some furniture is still newly bought and the taste is quite strong. We should stay for a while, and we will come over again when the taste is gone."

"Okay," Luo Ziling agreed immediately.

At this time, the phone rang, and Luo Ziling quickly took out his phone and started to look.

The phone call was from Ling Ruonan, asking Luo Ziling when he would have time to go to treat Mr. Ling. Ling Ruonan hoped that Luo Ziling would come with him earlier today. After the treatment for Ling Jinhua was over, she would take Luo Ziling to see Ling Mingrui and Xie Enhua again.

"Then let's go there early," Yang Qingyin, who leaned against Luo Ziling's body and eavesdropped on him, pulled Luo Ziling's clothes and whispered: "It's important to treat the old man."

After hearing Yang Qingyin's instructions, Luo Ziling immediately told Ling Ruonan that he had nothing to do this afternoon, and that as long as Ling Ruonan had time, he could go there.

After thinking about it, Ling Ruonan told Luo Ziling her decision: "At three o'clock, I'll ask Wu Yue to come and pick you up. Let's go home first. Mom will go back and take a shower, and then go with you."

After hanging up Ling Ruonan's phone call, Luo Ziling said to Yang Qingyin, who had already gotten up and was tidying up his clothes, "Senior sister, then I'll go find my mother later. Where are you going to go and go back to school? Or come with me to meet my mother?"

"No, I'll go see Aunt Ling again in a few days. When you're free," Yang Qingyin shook her head, and suddenly thought of something, and said with a loss: "Senior brother, I don't know if it's my illusion. I feel that your mother is a little cold to me."

"How could that happen?" Luo Ziling grabbed Yang Qingyin's hand, "Isn't she treating you very enthusiastically? How could she be cold?"

"Anyway, I feel this way," Yang Qingyin's expression became even more depressed. "I might have taken the initiative to look for her, which made her misunderstand something. I think a woman as capable as your mother doesn't like what you are looking for... I don't like seeing other women show competence in front of her. And I made her feel this way, so her attitude has changed."

"I think you must be thinking too much," Luo Ziling didn't believe what Yang Qingyin said, because he always felt that his mother was very enthusiastic about Yang Qingyin. "Anyway, I think my mother will definitely like you. With me here, don't worry about anything."

As he said that, he reached out and scraped Yang Qingyin's nose.

Yang Qingyin took the initiative to see Ling Ruonan with him several times, and Ling Ruonan treated each other enthusiastically, and there was no such situation as Yang Qingyin said to be cold and indifferent.

Seeing that Luo Ziling said so surely, Yang Qingyin couldn't say anything else.

After the two entered the room, they did not visit it well. After getting up from the bed, Yang Qingyin also took Luo Ziling to visit all the rooms.

Luo Ziling doesn't know much about decoration and decoration of the room, but he still has a lot of requirements for the room and has expressed his own opinions.

"Then as you said, I'll make a fuss about the room. If you are interested in the future, you can write frequently." Yang Qingyin's mood quickly returned to normal. He smiled and said to Luo Ziling: "What do you like to read? I'll find a way to buy it. In terms of piano, chess and painting, I think you should be more proficient than me, and I will prepare more of these things at that time."

"Invite me here, do you care about the meal?" Luo Ziling leaned closer to Yang Qingyin's face and said with a smile: "If you care about the meal, I will come here often to write with you."

"Aren't you good at cooking? At worst, I'll help you with it," Yang Qingyin did not avoid it, but faced Luo Ziling face to face at close range. "Is there anyone who can cook, isn't it enough?"

"Oh, now in this society, it seems that the gender role has been reversed," Luo Ziling shook his head and sighed, "The work that women do is done by men."

"You are sexist," Yang Qingyin hummed dissatisfied, "Who stipulates that women should cook at home?"

"It means that our family will ask me to cook in the future?"

"Of course," Yang Qingyin said something that made him feel a little disbelief. He immediately blushed and kicked Luo Ziling, "Hate, who is with your family?"

"Hehe, I don't mind whoever you say is who you are." Luo Ziling smiled even more shamelessly.

As a result, she was kicked by Yang Qingyin again, and she pinched her face several times.

"I think you are the one you hate the most in the world, no one," Yang Qingyin hummed with dissatisfaction while pinching Luo Ziling's face, "Why did I meet someone like you?"

"Okay, you go back and write a review and post it to me for a look."

"Why do you need me to write a review?"

"Aren't you regretting it? If you regret doing something wrong, you should write a review." Luo Ziling giggled and pinched Yang Qingyin's tender cheeks, "It's okay to let someone see your words!"

"No!" Yang Qingyin raised his head proudly, "If you want to write, you will write. Aren't you good at learning and talent?"

"Wrong, I am a little kid who is well-educated and talented? At least, I am a little kid who is well-educated and talented."

"Puchi" Yang Qingyin was amused by Luo Ziling, "I can't stand you!"

After some trouble, Yang Qingyin felt a little depressed in her heart. When she parted with Luo Ziling, she looked very affectionate. "Senior brother, remember what she promised me, and treat me well one day, and be a bodyguard for me, and protect my safety when I sleep."

Seeing Yang Qingyin's extremely shy look when she said this, Luo Ziling couldn't help but feel excited.

He even thought of the scene of running his own comfort zone with Yang Qingyin in the future.

If you can stay with the beauty you like for the rest of your life, that life will be extremely wonderful.

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