"It's Miss Lian..." Feng Lince took back the oppressive aura he had shown towards Qingzhu and smiled politely at Lian Qin: "Come here so late, do you have a problem with me?"
"I..." Lian Qin glanced at Qingzhu, then lowered his head slightly, his face flushed, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while...
"Cough!" Feng Linge coughed lightly and said, "Miss Lian, please sit down." Then he ordered Qingzhu: "Qingzhu, pour some tea!"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After Qingzhu poured tea for Lian Qin with a straight face, he stood back behind Feng Linge as if defending, with no intention of leaving.
Lian Qin saw that Feng Linge didn't let Qingzhu leave, but Qingzhu not only stepped back indifferently, but also stared at her with a wary expression. Lian Qin's two heroic eyebrows could not help but frown slightly, and the arrogance in his heart was aroused.
Already.
Lian Qin's rare little daughter attitude just now disappeared. She raised her head generously and looked straight at Feng Linge: "Your Highness, I want to talk to you. Can Qingzhu step aside first?"
Lian Qin had already requested this, so Feng Linge had no choice but to say to Qingzhu: "Qingzhu, please go down first."
"Yes, I obey..." Qingzhu did not dare to disobey Feng Linge's order, so he had no choice but to retreat. When he walked to the door, he looked at Lian Qin with an anti-wolf look, and the warning in his eyes was obvious.
…
Although Lian Qin has a bit of a dark streak, she still doesn't have to argue with a boy.
Feng Linge and Lian Qin were the only two people left in the study. Lian Qin's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably...
"Well...I'm leaving..."
"I know……"
"Then, what the hell...I came here today just...just want to...say goodbye to you..." Lian Qin wanted to slap herself in the mouth for stammering! It's so worthless!
"I will see you off that day." Feng Linge chuckled.
"I just want to say goodbye to you alone, can't I?" Lian Qin's tone was a bit angry.
"..." Feng Linge's eyebrows moved slightly, and she nodded: "Okay."
"..." Lian Qin was speechless by Feng Linge's word "like jumping beans"...
The two of them were at odds again...
Lian Qin peeked at Feng Linge and found that although he tried hard to maintain his previous elegant demeanor, it was still not difficult to see his slight discomfort.
Lian Qin suddenly became less nervous, and stared at Feng Linge fiercely, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, a bit mischievously.
"Ahem..." Feng Linge's face turned red, and he broke the silence and said, "Miss Lian, please have tea..."
"I'm not thirsty."
"Then... let's eat some fruit." Feng Linge pointed to the fruit plate on the table: "It's quite sweet."
Lian Qin looked along Feng Linge's slender fingers and saw a plate of red hawthorn fruits placed on the short table next to him...
Quite sweet? Lian Qin’s lips twitched...
"I don't want to eat fruit."
"Then what do you want to eat..." Feng Linge said this before he realized something was wrong. His face turned even redder and he quickly shut up.
What does she want to eat? Lian Qin looked Feng Linge up and down, almost teasing him with her eyes!
Under Lian Qin's eyes, Feng Linge suddenly felt on pins and needles. Although he had liked a woman before, he had no experience of being alone with a woman who liked him...
"Don't you have anything else to say to me?" Lian Qin asked.
"You... how precious you are."
"Alas..." Lian Qin sighed faintly: "Do you still remember what I said to you that day?"
"Yes." Feng Linge nodded lightly, but did not dare to look at Lian Qin.
"Linge..." Lian Qin called out Feng Linge's name softly, with a tone of emotion that was too thick to dissolve.
"……exist."
"You know my intentions very well. I have the confidence and patience to wait for you to accept it, but... don't make me wait too long, okay?
"..." Feng Linge was silent for a moment, and then sighed: "Miss Lian, I... don't want to delay you..." He didn't know at all whether he could completely let go of his feelings for Zhuo Ye in this life...
Lian Qin bit her lip, stood up suddenly, walked around the desk, stretched out her hands, boldly held Feng Linge's face, and said declaratively: "Listen, I don't want to be an older mother. There will be dangers in giving birth to children when you are older.
It’s dangerous! I’ll give you three years. If you still can’t figure it out when you fall down, I’ll force you into the bridal chamber first!”
After the declaration, even the piano no longer stayed, and like a gust of wind, it was blown out of the window, leaving Feng Linge sitting there, petrified for a long time...
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PS: I finally discovered that recently, I am not in the mood when it comes to coding.
I will post 1,000 words first, and continue to update in the middle of the night. I will base it on 3,000 words, and you can read it tomorrow morning.
In addition, there will be more updates tomorrow, work hard to pay off debts, pay off debts, and receive unlimited responses...
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A friend just sent me a hilarious "Fire Alarm Phone Recording". I watched it with my mother. The two of us laughed for a whole hour. I want to share it with my friends. I posted the link to the book review section. After reading it, I laughed.