The sweet spread to each other. When the atmosphere quieted down, one would feel that there were some ambiguous factors floating in the air.
"I need to make di
er. Watch TV." Mu Weicheng was a bit nervous. Right now, he was actually afraid of this feeling. He was afraid that he would lose control and want to get closer to her.
"Alright!" Ling Nua
uan's face was red with embarrassment. When she threw herself into his embrace just now, she could feel his scent, which was like the cool fragrance of mint. He must have returned from the school bath.
Finally, she walked to the sofa, took out the controls and turned on the TV. The first scene that caught her eye was that her big brother and a foreign leader were shaking hands and meeting each other. Under the camera, the expression on everyone's face was managed very well, their smiles were reserved and polite, and also filled with a sense of respect for each other.
Although it wasn't the first time Ling Nua
uan had seen her brother's calmness under the camera, she felt an inexplicable urge to laugh when she saw him today. This wasn't the elder brother that she knew, as expected, there were thousands of people, and her elder brother had even more outstanding performance in every aspect. No wonder her sister-in-law was so moved by him.
When she thought about Old Master Lan's death, Ling Nua
uan felt an inexplicable sense of sorrow. Losing one's close ones was definitely the most painful thing in the world, and she hoped that with her big brother's consolation, her sister-in-law would be able to escape the pain as soon as possible and welcome a new life.
Ling Nua
uan browsed through several cha
els. At this point, all of them were broadcasting national affairs. All of them were showing their big brother's faces in front of her. Ling Nua
uan was a little speechless.
After turning off the television, Ling Nua
uan unknowingly walked back to the kitchen, swinging her legs.
As Mu Weicheng was slicing the beef, Ling Nua
uan couldn't help but take a few more sips.
"Why aren't you watching TV?" Mu Weicheng asked her curiously when he felt her approach.
"Right now, there's not much fun to watch. It's all my big brother's shadow flashing." Ling Nua
uan had a disdainful look on her face.
When Mu Weicheng heard this, he couldn't help but laugh: "If your brother knew that you don't like to watch his scenes, he would definitely be very sad."
"Of course not, he doesn't care about my feelings anymore. There's someone else in his heart now, and I'm not his little darling anymore." Ling Nua
uan joked.
When he felt that Ling Nua
uan was being shameless, he suddenly realized that there was a generation gap between him and her. He actually liked her childish attitude, but it could not be integrated into her thoughts.
Ling Nua
uan immediately leaned towards him. "How about, I be your little darling?"
Mu Weicheng was shocked by her bold words. He immediately put down the knife he was holding and looked at the girl with a smile in his eyes: "I don't mind if you are willing to."
Ling Nua
uan was actually teasing him on purpose. He never expected him to answer her so seriously and it was her turn to feel embarrassed. She lowered her head to pinch the corner of her shirt and laughed awkwardly, "Then ??" "It's a promise, you can't have other women in the future. Otherwise, I won't let you go."
Mu Weicheng's expression stiffened when he heard her final warning: "Why didn't you let me go?"
When Ling Nua
uan heard his question, her beautiful eyes shot up. She looked into his eyes, but was unable to reply.
Well, if he had other women, what could she do with him?
"I'll never see you again." Ling Nua
uan immediately bit her lips and spat out word by word.
Mu Weicheng found that she was quite skilled at threatening others. He clearly knew that he cared about her so much, but he would never let him see her again. He couldn't help but reach out to hug her, then put his lips next to her ear and muttered, "No way, don't punish me like this."
Only then did the darkness in Ling Nua
uan's eyes disappear. She gently pushed him away and said, "I was just joking with you. Hurry up and cook. I need to go do my homework."
When Mu Weicheng heard her say homework, his expression management failed and he almost forgot that she was still a student.
"Go!" Mu Weicheng put away the love on his face and became more serious.
Ling Nua
uan turned around and left, but her heart was full of joy. As expected, testing the man's sincerity was still quite interesting.
The workload of his new appointment was very heavy, no matter how clear-headed he was, he would sometimes appear to be extremely anxious. But fortunately, when he returned home, he would be able to relax the fatigue all over his body and peacefully live a normal life of fireworks with his loved one.
It was already very late at night when it was almost 11 P.M. Ling Mofeng arrived home. He pushed open the bedroom door and saw Lan Yanxi holding onto a book. She seemed to know that he was back and was waiting for him with the book closed.
"What are you reading?" Ling Mofeng walked over with a smile and asked in a low voice.
Lan Yanxi picked up the book and shook it. "I found it randomly in your cupboard. It's about human nature."
"Why are you reading such a book?" Ling Mofeng's eyes widened.
"I just want to find out what human nature is." Lan Yanxi lowered her head to mock herself.
His eyes were filled with pity: "It seems that the matter regarding Lan Family has a huge impact on you. Your human nature is very complicated, and you are also very dark. If you really understand it, you will feel despair towards this world, and you will look at others with a gaze that denies everything. This is not a good thing."
Lan Yanxi was stu
ed. She lowered her head and looked at the book beside her. "Have you read it?"
Ling Mofeng nodded: "I have. But I haven't seen everything. I still feel that this world is full of expectations. Don't push yourself. It's not going to be easy for you."
Lan Yanxi quickly put the book on the bedside table. "Hearing you say this, there seems to be some truth in it. I won't be reading it then."
Seeing that she was willing to listen to his advice, Ling Mofeng was in a good mood. He touched her hair and said, "Money makes people lose themselves easily, but those who are lost will get a lesson sooner or later."
"En!" Lan Yanxi couldn't help but lean on his shoulder. "Ling Mofeng, we've been together for a long time. Why doesn't my stomach have any reaction?"
Ling Mofeng was slightly surprised. They were talking about such a rigorous question, but now that she suddenly changed the topic, he didn't know how to react.
"Are you talking about children?" Ling Mofeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"That's right, I just searched online. Usually, it would only take half a month or so, but we seem to have more than half a month." Lan Yanxi's black eyes blinked twice.
Ling Mofeng was stumped by her question because he knew nothing about childbirth.
"This kind of thing ca
ot be rushed. Some people's physical qualities are different, they might not be able to do it that quickly." Ling Mofeng could only comfort her gently.
"I suddenly feel very regretful. Why didn't I get to know you earlier, and why didn't I get to be with you earlier? If we recognized each other as soon as we met, then wouldn't our child have been born?" Lan Yanxi said i
ocently.
Ling Mofeng was a bit confused by her question: "You want your grandpa to see our child, right?"
Lan Yanxi nodded vigorously. "Yes."
"When the child is born, take him to your grandfather's grave and let him take a look. It's just that the child is too young, so it might not be appropriate for him to go to that place. I heard that it's very easy for children to see things that adults can't." Ling Mofeng comforted her softly.
"I know, I just feel a bit sad." Of course, Lan Yanxi wouldn't let her newborn baby visit her grandfather at the cemetery. She just regretted not letting it happen earlier.
"Don't think too much into it, I'm going to take a bath. If you're tired, then sleep for a while." Ling Mofeng comforted her gently.
Lan Yanxi then lay down. Ling Mofeng took off his suit jacket and reached to unbuckle his shirt. His slender fingers were whiter and sharper than before, but his casual actions gave people an elegant feeling.
Lan Yanxi sighed. She really loved this man. If it wasn't for her grandfather's seven days of mourning, she would have already pounced on him.
Ling Mofeng unbuttoned his shirt and looked down to see her eyes staring straight at him. He was slightly stu
ed, then he smiled: "Not now."