private marriage

Ni Lei pretended to be calm, and after standing still, she was still thinking about the bouquet of flowers, but she saw a figure running two steps forward, Ling Nuanqing jumped up and firmly caught the bouquet of flowers.

She not only held it in her hand, but also waved it towards the audience.

The smile on Ni Lei's face couldn't hold back, she looked down at the hem of her dress, there were clear footprints on it.

"Sorry, I stole your things."

Ni Lei's back was facing Ling Shaocheng's direction, and the guests in the audience couldn't see the expression on her face, she moved the corner of her lower lip stiffly. "It's okay, it's just a game."

"Yeah, if you can afford to play, you must afford to lose."

Ni Lei would not be irritated by Ling Nuanqing's words, besides, it was her friend's wedding, and anyone who got into trouble would not look good.

"Things can be taken away, but what about people? Can you take Ling Shaocheng away?"

Ling Nuanqing's hand holding the bouquet hangs by her side, "Is he yours?"

"Sooner or later, you can rob this bunch of flowers randomly, because it has no owner yet, but if you come to rob someone at that time, I will not be polite to you."

The bride turned around and stood there. The next step was to toast, and she had to go back to the rest room to change clothes. "Leilei."

The corners of Ni Lei's lips twitched slightly, she never showed an arrogant and domineering look in front of outsiders, "You should be a few years younger than me, then let me advise you, if you really want to fight head-on, you are not my opponent."

Ling Nuanqing saw Ni Lei walking forward, but when she passed by her, she swayed, and she was about to fall to the ground.

Ling Nuanqing lowered her head, she didn't even touch the hem of her skirt, if she fell, wouldn't it be her fault?
Ling Shaocheng saw that she had snatched the bouquet and didn't come down, so he lifted his eyes from the screen of his mobile phone where he was typing, and just as he looked over, he saw Ling Nuanqing's body go limp, falling faster than Ni Lei, and fell on her lap. feet.

Ni Lei's legs bent down, and she couldn't get them back, so she could only lay down on Ling Nuanqing's body.

Ling Nuanqing cried out in pain, and put her hands on her waist. Just as Ni Lei was about to get up, she heard hurried footsteps approaching. Before she could turn around to explain, her arms were tightly grasped .

Ling Shaocheng dragged her away mercilessly, if she was something, he would have already thrown her down.

Ling Shaocheng's eyes were full of anxiety, seeing her legs curled up, the bouquet had already been thrown aside, now she was pressing her waist with both hands, presumably she was injured.

"Where does it hurt? Is it bad?"

"It's not bad." Ling Nuanqing sat up, "It seems that someone pressed her waist heavily."

Some of the things that Ni Lei was supposed to say are now preempted by Ling Nuanqing, so there is no need to deliberately learn the word bad. Ling Nuanqing just fell to the ground because she was afraid that she would not be able to speak clearly. That's all.

Ling Shaocheng stretched out his hand and stroked her waist gently. "Is it here?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Ni Lei would be too aggrieved if she didn't even say a word, "Shao Cheng, I don't."

However, Ling Shaocheng didn't even turn his head. He put his arms around Ling Nuanqing's shoulders to lift her up. She didn't forget the bouquet of flowers on the ground, and quickly held it in her hand.

"Does it look good?"

"It looks good." Ling Shaocheng was absent-minded, only concerned about where she fell and bumped into.

Holding the bouquet in her arms, Ling Nuanqing stood up and saw the bride was about to walk this way.

She bent down and stretched out her hand in front of Ni Lei. Ni Lei took a light look, held Ling Nuanqing's palm and stood up. "Thanks."

Ling Shaocheng took Ling Nuanqing off the stage, and after returning to his seat, his tone was still serious, "Did she do it on purpose?"

"No."

Ling Shaocheng didn't answer any more calls, and didn't pay much attention to anyone all night, keeping a straight face until he left.

After the sixth day, Ling Shaocheng will take Ling Nuanqing to Xicheng.

It is the same for her everywhere, she is standing on the balcony, the cold wind engulfs a trace of warm sun blowing on her face.

Ling Nuanqing raised her hand to cover her face. She was like a canary whose feet were tied and forced into a birdcage. She deliberately provoked Ni Lei last night. She really hoped that Ni Lei would treat her harshly. Underground once.

Her desire to leave Ling Shaocheng's side still hasn't wavered, not even for a moment.

Ling Nuanqing knows that she can't do it alone. There is old man Ling behind Ni Lei. If she touches this bottom line repeatedly, the old man will definitely try his best to send her away.

"Warm and warm."

A man's voice came from behind, Ling Nuanqing turned her head, Ling Shaocheng stood in her room and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Ling Nuanqing walked into the bedroom, and Ling Shaocheng handed her a swimsuit, "Put it on."

"doing what?"

"I'm free these two days. I'll teach you how to swim."

Ling Nuanqing refused flatly, "I won't learn."

"Drowning incidents frequently occur in the news. If you go out with your friends in the future, I don't worry if you can't swim."

Ling Nuanqing sat down beside him, "I don't want to go into the water."

"No."

Ling Shaocheng is used to making decisions for her in everything, although Ling Nuanqing feels uncomfortable, but thinking about learning to swim is not bad.If any accident happened, her life would still be her own.

"Then sign me up for a swimming lesson and let the coach teach me."

When Ling Shaocheng heard this, his expression sank. "coach?"

"Yeah, isn't that all professional?"

Ling Shaocheng stretched out his hand to pinch her face, "Do you want to wear that revealing look for others to see?"

"It can be one-on-one, there are no other students, or the coach can be invited to the house..."

Ling Shaocheng snorted coldly, "What if it's a male coach? It's not just a feast for the eyes, but also physical contact. Is there any part of your body that people can touch casually?"

Ling Nuanqing took the swimsuit from him, but doubted his ability very much, "Professional coaches will teach people to inhale and hold their breath, will you?"

"Don't be so troublesome."

She entered the bathroom suspiciously, the style Ling Shaocheng chose for her was relatively conservative, but Ling Nuanqing was still not used to it and wanted to pull down the skirt.

The swimsuit was worn almost to the bottom of her legs, and there was nothing covering her legs. Although the size was suitable, the tight-fitting fabric wrapped her figure exquisitely, and her waist was not visible at all.

Ling Nuanqing couldn't walk out in this state, she put a large bath towel on her body, Ling Shaocheng looked at her and saw her legs were exposed.

He stood up, his calm eyes just now changed, his footsteps stepped on the floor, and she seemed to be able to clearly hear the thumping sound.

Ling Shaocheng stood in front of Ling Nuanqing, looking up and down. "What are you doing wrapping yourself up so tightly?"

"I...I'm cold."

Ling Shaocheng's right hand got into the bath towel, and his palm was pressed against her waist, rubbing it inch by inch, and finally he went around her body and pressed her into his arms.