private marriage

"Why, Young Master Ye has never been broken up by anyone?"

Ye Shengjing's face turned from livid to pale, Ling Nuanqing didn't say anything, Ling Shaocheng looked at her dissatisfied, "Why don't you say it?"

"Are you making too much of a fuss? We're not together."

"That's what you thought, but Young Master Ye is relying on you now, and you can't get rid of him."

Ye Shengjing couldn't hide the anger on his face, "Ling Shaocheng, aren't you being too childish?"

He raised his arm and put it on Ling Nuanqing's shoulder, "I don't think so, but I think she shouldn't give you false hopes."

"Okay." Ye Shengjing is also a person with a head and a face. I'm really afraid that Ling Nuanqing will blurt out the word "break up." "I'll come another day."

Ye Shengjing raised his leg and stepped out, Ling Shaocheng said bluntly, "No one welcomes you."

The man walked out and slammed the door shut, no, he kicked it shut.

After the deafening slamming of the door, there was a deathly silence. Ling Shaocheng spoke first, "Are you reluctant?"

"It does not make sense."

"I want you to break up with him."

"It's getting late, you can go too, get out quickly." One or two ran over, annoyed to death.

Ling Nuanqing pushed Ling Shaocheng's shoulder. If he stood still, she couldn't push him at all, but the man followed her force and came to the door.

Ling Nuanqing leaned over and opened the door, Ling Shaocheng took advantage of her unpreparedness and leaned over to kiss her on the lips.

She shrank her hands in shock, and saw Ling Shaocheng go out.

"you--"

She was on the verge of swearing, but Ling Shaocheng had already left, so she pushed the door shut with a choked breath.

For the next two days, Ling Nuanqing was completely quiet, and didn't go anywhere, just painting at home.

When Fan Xiaozhu came in, he smelled the fragrance, "What are you stealing by yourself?"

"I cooked instant noodles, do you want it?"

"Nuan Nuan, go to the balcony and take a look."

"Look at what?"

"Ling Shaocheng is below."

Ling Nuanqing was dubious, put down the chopsticks in her hand and got up to go to the balcony. She leaned over and saw Ling Shaocheng.

He didn't come up, just waited below, standing beside the car door in the ice and snow, like a rockery.

Ming Yue rubbed his hands beside him, coldly, "Mr. Ling, why don't you go up?"

"Ling Ling is right. No one likes to be stalked. It's useless to keep coming to my door like this. On the contrary, she doesn't want to see me even more."

Ming Yue touched his ears that were about to freeze, "But waiting like this is not an option."

"I'll wait for her to come down."

Recently Ling Shaocheng took his medicine on time, but Mingyue didn't dare to ask him if he was well, but a normal person wouldn't stand like this, would he?
Ling Nuanqing was wearing a thin base layer, and was shivering in the wind, so she hurried back to the house.

Fan Xiaozhu clicked his tongue twice. "I think he wants to use bitter tactics."

"Whatever he is."

Ling Nuanqing returned to the dining table, but saw that there was still half a bowl of instant noodles left, but she lost her appetite.

She looked at the weather forecast, and the temperature outside was three or four degrees below zero.

Ling Nuanqing got up, Fan Xiaozhu sat on the sofa now, and smiled back at her, "It's so cold outside today, maybe it will snow soon."

"You can't freeze you at home."

Ling Nuanqing sat beside Fan Xiaozhu and picked up the remote control. "Watch a movie, what do you want to see?"

"Are you interested in watching?"

"Speak in such a strange tone again," Ling Nuanqing pointed to the door, "Go out."

"Hey, you're good now."

Ling Nuanqing found a movie and came out, the plot didn't fluctuate much, making people feel drowsy after watching it.

The two lay there to pass the time, and when it was almost evening, Fan Xiaozhu ran to the balcony to watch. "There's a popsicle stick underneath, look quickly."

"You hurry up and go."

After Fan Xiaozhu went out, Ling Nuanqing cleaned up the kitchen and went downstairs with the garbage bag.

Ling Shaocheng was leaning against the side of the car, smoking a cigarette, but he didn't intend to go forward when he saw Ling Nuanqing.

After she finished throwing out the trash, she didn't go back immediately. Ling Nuanqing looked in Ling Shaocheng's direction, and her legs walked over with some disobedience. "Why are you here?"

"Come and see you."

Speaking so bluntly, Ling Nuanqing was a little overwhelmed.

She raised her chin, but saw something on Ling Shaocheng's left ear. She looked closely and was a little surprised, "You..."

"Does it look good?" Ling Shaocheng said, touching his earlobe.

He had his ears pierced, and he wore a diamond stud earring on it. This thing matched Ling Shaocheng's face, exuding an inexplicably cold and noble feeling.

But his face is so tough, his facial features seem to have been carefully carved, he was different from Ling Chengxian when he was young.

Ling Shaocheng received the most orthodox education, he didn't dye his hair, he didn't get his ears pierced, he behaved well, but what he didn't do when he was young, how could he do it now...

"Who called you?"

"Of course I found the best craftsman to type."

There was a little worry in Ling Nuanqing's eyes. "Are you... how are you?"

"it is good."

Ling Nuanqing didn't like him, "Have you been to the hospital?"

"What am I going to the hospital for?"

Ling Nuanqing looked at Mingyue beside him, he was not sure about Ling Shaocheng's mental state, the man took Ling Nuanqing's hand and let her touch it.

His ears were very cold, and he was very cold. The earring was hard and hurt Ling Nuanqing's fingers.

"Do you think I'm much younger?"

Ling Nuanqing seemed to understand instantly, she felt a sore feeling in her heart, Ling Shaocheng opened the car door, "I'll take you to dinner."

She wanted to say no, Ling Shaocheng held her hand, his fingertips were icy cold, Ling Nuanqing was so cold that she clenched her hand tightly, this action seemed to give him a response, Ling Shaocheng hurriedly pushed her into the rear seat.

"Don't do that in the future, it's weird."

Ling Nuanqing looked out of the window, and pulled her hand out of Ling Shaocheng's palm.

"It's not surprising, both listening and speaking are beautiful."

The car drove not far, and stopped at the door of a club. Ling Nuanqing glanced, "Aren't you having dinner?"

"There is also a place for banquets here, and there are many private dishes that are very good."

Ling Nuanqing followed him into the box, the room was very warm, Ling Shaocheng took off her coat for her.

As soon as the two sat down on the sofa, a waiter came in to serve tea and pour water. It seemed to be the rule here, and the person who came in directly knelt down next to Ling Nuanqing.

"No, no, get up quickly."

A woman handed her a glass of water, her knees seemed to be unsteady, and she swayed towards Ling Nuanqing, the water in the glass wet her pants.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The woman apologized quickly.

Before Ling Nuanqing said it's okay, she saw the woman was kicked out. Ling Shaocheng acted very quickly, almost subconsciously.

But when he finished playing, he immediately felt something was wrong.

Ling Nuanqing definitely wouldn't like him like this, he slowly retracted his legs, it's really hard to hide his nature.