private marriage

Mingyue couldn't answer, Ling Nuanqing lay in Ling Shaocheng's arms, her tone was calm, as if Ling Shaocheng had no illness at all.

"Mingyue, hurry up and help me buy cakes."

If she wanted to eat, Ling Shaocheng would naturally satisfy her.

"What are you still doing, go."

Ming Yue had no choice but to get up, and Ling Nuanqing rubbed her head in front of him twice.

Ling Shaocheng wanted to push Ling Nuanqing away, but she held on firmly and would not let go.

The man frowned and looked at her, "What are you doing?"

"What's wrong?" Ling Nuanqing pretended to be stupid, "Can't you see what I'm doing? Hold you."

Ling Shaocheng was a little confused, although there was joy in his heart, he said, "Aren't you afraid that someone will be jealous?"

"Who is jealous?"

Ling Shaocheng expressed displeasure, "You know who you like, you know."

Ling Nuanqing raised the corners of her mouth and stared at him with a smile on her eyes, "Of course I know, I like you."

"Oh," Ling Shaocheng sneered. "Are you afraid that I will kill him? You even made up such a lie?"

Ling Nuanqing didn't want to follow him and let both of them live in the past.

She simply grabbed Ling Shaocheng's collar and shook it a few times, "Show me clearly, I'm not in college for a long time, do you want me to tell you over and over again?"

Ling Shaocheng clenched her wrist tightly, "Let go."

"Ling Shaocheng, look," Ling Nuanqing raised her hand and showed him the ring, "You proposed to me."

He stared at Ling Nuanqing's hand, as if feeling that it wasn't enough, he pulled her hand in front of him again.

"Marriage proposal? Did you agree?"

"If I don't agree, can this ring be worn on my finger?"

Ling Shaocheng pushed her away, with great strength, Ling Nuanqing almost fell off him.

"Then why are you painting someone else?"

She probably lied to him, so that he could relax his vigilance, and spared that Cheng Yici, right?
Ling Nuanqing picked up the paintings on the ground and put them together, "Look, who is this? Isn't it you?"

Although it's just a side face, anyone with eyes can see it, right?

"Ling Shaocheng, look, most people's handsome faces are not good-looking. Because they are flat, they don't have straight nose bridges or deep eyes, but yours is different."

She praised him without hesitation, Ling Shaocheng naturally liked to hear good things.

"Take a closer look, isn't it you?"

Ling Shaocheng hesitated, and stretched out his hand to take it for a look.

"Don't you believe it?"

Ling Nuanqing took out her phone from her pocket, opened the photo album, and there was a photo from this angle inside, which was exactly the same.

"is that you?"

Ling Shaocheng nodded after checking, "Why did you secretly film me?"

"Look at your beauty."

Ling Shaocheng blushed a little, "I don't agree with you, this is not what you mean."

"Why not? Think about it since you were a child, has everyone praised you for your good looks, but who dares to say that you are ordinary?" Ling Nuanqing leaned closer to him, "Isn't that right?"

Ling Shaocheng couldn't avoid it, and wanted to push her away, "Can you talk nicely?"

"You tore up my painting, I painted it all afternoon."

Ling Nuanqing sat back in the chair next to her with a sleepy expression, "I don't want to talk to you anymore."

Ling Shaocheng held half of the painting in one hand, "I didn't mean to."

"You just tore it up on purpose."

Ling Shaocheng couldn't quibble, "Then what should we do?"

"Pay me."

Ling Shaocheng was obsessed with thinking about the solution, but Ling Nuanqing just didn't want him to think about other things.

She stood up and tiptoed behind Ling Shaocheng, she bent down and hugged his neck tightly, "Ling Shaocheng, you are sick, do you know?"

Ling Shaocheng was surprised, "I don't know."

"Let me tell you slowly, don't worry, don't panic, okay?"

Ling Nuanqing's tone was calm, with gentle caressing. He was a little irritable at first, but after hearing Ling Nuanqing's words, it was as if he had taken a dose of calming medicine.

"it is good."

"I don't like other people. The past is over, and now we have two children. My elder brother's name is Lingling, and my younger sister's name is Yanyan. You must have forgotten them again, but when you see them, don't say You don't know them, and the kids will be sad."

Ling Shaocheng agreed, "Okay."

Ling Nuanqing rubbed the man's cheek, but he was not used to her intimate behavior towards him.

Ling Nuanqing has always been afraid of him, he knows it well.

"You proposed to me. Although you didn't kneel on one knee, and you didn't have the witness of relatives and friends, I am very happy."

"Why? Why not?" Ling Shaocheng couldn't figure it out, he must want to give her the best, even if it was just a sense of ritual.

Ling Nuanqing patiently explained to him, "Because your leg was damaged, it was caused by the Ni family. By the way, you married someone else, her name is Ni Lei..."

Ling Nuanqing didn't intend to hide anything, she told him everything about the past few years.

Although he might forget when he turned his head, she still talked to him tirelessly.

Ling Shaocheng tightly held the two pieces of torn paper in his hand.

"Nuan Nuan, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I'm not angry with you, we'll treat you when you're sick, I'll wait for you."

In the evening, Ming Yue brought the two children back, and Ling Nuanqing asked him to take them upstairs.

During dinner, the family sat at the same table, Ling Shaocheng looked at his son, and then his eyes fell on his daughter's face.

"Dad, do I have flowers on my face?"

Yan Yan touched his small face with his hand.

Ling Shaocheng hesitated to speak, but he didn't see anything wrong with him, so he flirted with him, "My father is invincibly handsome, can I discuss something with you?"

"what's up?"

"I want to buy toys."

Ling Nuanqing picked a shrimp for her and put it in a bowl, "No buying, the children's room is almost full, do you think there is room on the bed where you sleep?"

"I like it, mom, I'm a girl, and girls like cute little princesses..."

"Stop," Ling Nuanqing told her to eat quickly, "I have to finish the vegetables in this bowl, hurry up."

Yan Yan looked at Ling Shaocheng pitifully, "Father..."

Her tone was drawn out, and few people could resist her soft voice.

"Buy, buy whatever you fancy."

"Thank you dad!"

Ling Nuanqing glared at Ling Shaocheng, the man held the chopsticks but did not move a bite.

He never took his eyes off the pair of children.

"You said she is my daughter, my child, of course you can give me whatever you want."

Ling Shaocheng wanted to have a child with Ling Nuanqing even in his dreams, but now a child and a girl are sitting in front of him.He was afraid it was a dream, so he didn't dare to blink his eyes.

Ling Nuanqing saw his cautiousness, and Ling Shaocheng still couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes.