Morning sickness during divorce, was bumped into by ex-husband kneeling and begging for remarriage

Before Tang Ruoqing could speak, Ying Luo Yu pushed her away, took a few deep breaths, and then said, "Don't talk, let me... calm down."

Tang Ruoqing obediently remained silent and looked at him with a smile.

"No." Ying Luo Yu closed her eyes in frustration, and then opened them quickly: "Tangtang, don't torture me."

Tang Ruoqing smiled and said, "You didn't let me talk, why did I torture you?"

"Then tell me, what do you mean by what you just said?"

Ying Luoyu said it, but still felt too shocked.

He went to cover Tang Ruoqing's mouth again: "Tangtang, you have to make sure that what you say is what I want to hear. Otherwise... just stop talking."

Tang Ruoqing was covered by him, unable to speak, only her eyes curled up in laughter.

Ying Luo Yu asked: "Is it good news?"

Tang Ruoqing rolled her eyes.

Ying Luoyu said anxiously: "If so, you just nod."

Tang Ruoqing blinked, then shook her head.

Ying Luoyu's heart immediately sank to the bottom.

He let go of his hand: "I knew it, how could you be so kind..."

The expression on his face lowered visibly to the naked eye.

Only then did Tang Ruoqing speak: "If it's not good news, it must be bad news?"

Ying Luo Yu looked at her sharply.

Tang Ruoqing said: "People say that marriage is the tomb of love. It sounds eerie. I don't know if Professor Ying... wants to enter it."

Ying Luoyu looked at her for a few seconds, took another deep breath, and hugged Tang Ruoqing tightly.

The bodies of the two were tightly pressed together, and both hearts were beating, gradually converging into a melody.

Ying Luoyu was reluctant to let go of her, and after a long delay, she whispered in her ear: "Tangtang, am I dreaming? As soon as I move, do I wake up from the dream?"

Suddenly, he hissed and gasped.

Tang Ruoqing pinched his waist hard.

It's hard and can't be pinched.

But it hurts to pinch your fingernails in.

"Does it hurt?"

Tang Ruoqing asked.

Ying Luoyu's laughter rang in her ears.

The man's voice was pleasant to hear, but when he laughed like this, it seemed that the smile was in her heart.

Tang Ruoqing raised her chin, her delicate lips were imprinted on the side of Ying Luoyu's face: "What are you laughing at? Does it hurt?"

"It hurts." Ying Luo Yu put his palm behind her head, stroking her hair: "It's good that it hurts, it's not a dream."

Tang Ruoqing was about to say something, but Ying Luo Yu kissed her, and spoke first: "Tangtang, stop talking."

Tang Ruoqing smiled lightly: "Let me talk for a while, and not for a while, what's wrong with you?"

"You open your mouth, let me do the rest." Ying Luoyu held her face: "Tangtang, thank you."

"Thanks for what?"

"Thank you for believing in me and giving me a chance so that I... can take care of you, care for you, and cherish you for the rest of my life."

"Aren't you afraid that marriage is a grave?"

"What are you afraid of in the grave? If you can sleep and fly with you, you are not afraid of hell."

"Professor Ying's sweet words are getting smoother and smoother."

"Then try it, sweet or not."

Ying Luo Yu's kiss was a little less eager and a little more lingering than before.

With just one kiss, Tang Ruoqing felt his deep love.

At this moment, Tang Ruoqing suddenly felt that marrying this man seemed...not as unacceptable as she imagined.

Ying Luoyu dotes on her and follows her in everything. Even if the two get married, married life will not become her shackles.

Her freedom will not be imprisoned.

"Candy..."

Ying Luo Yu softly called her name, but had to stop the kiss.

He is still at work, and there are still patients outside waiting for him to go round.

"You wait for me here, I'll be back soon." Ying Luoyu let her sit on her seat again: "No running around."

Tang Ruoqing was also tired, she nestled in the chair: "Okay, I'll wait for you here."

Ying Luo Yu kissed her forehead: "I'll be fast."

He hurriedly put on his white coat, put on a mask and went out.

Tang Ruoqing looked up at his office.

Not all doctors have their own offices, but Ying Luo Yu definitely has one, even if he doesn't come here often.

The office is very simple, with almost no personal characteristics of Ying Luo Yu.

The only book with Ying Luoyu's name on it was placed on the upper right corner of the desk.

Tang Ruoqing flipped through it. It was an English version of a medical professional book. She could understand it, but it was different from her major. She put it down after reading a few pages.

After thinking about it, she called Su Nanxing.

Su Nanxing didn't know that she went to the capital, so she asked, "My dad made your favorite soup, are you coming tonight?"

Tang Ruoqing smiled and said, "I've come to the capital."

"When did you go?" Su Nanxing also smiled: "Why, miss your family, Professor Ying?"

"What are you laughing at?" Tang Ruoqing said, "If Lu Beiyuan goes away for a few days, don't you want to?"

Su Nanxing sighed: "I, I hope he can go on a business trip."

In addition to being clingy, Lu Beiyuan always took care of Su Nanxing's meals.

She pinched the flesh around her waist: "I'm fat again."

Tang Ruoqing laughed out loud now: "Where are you fat? Besides, a fatter woman, Wangfu."

"Then you should be prosperous." Su Nanxing said, "I don't want to be prosperous anymore."

"Okay, I'll be prosperous." Tang Ruoqing said, "I'll propose soon."

Su Nanxing almost thought that there was something wrong with his ears: "What did you say?"

"Propose." Tang Ruoqing turned around on the chair: "Didn't you always say that Ying Luo Yu is good? Then I'll give him a chance."

"You didn't lie to me, did you? Are you finally willing to give Professor Ying a title?"

"Don't be so exaggerated." Tang Ruoqing said, "We've only been in love for more than half a year, why do we have to talk about marriage?"

"It's not a requirement that marriage must be discussed when falling in love, but if two people are suitable, I think this matter should be put on the agenda. But, you said, you propose?"

"I can't ask?" Tang Ruoqing smiled and said, "Or do you think Professor Ying can't agree?"

"What do you think?" Su Nanxing was happy for her in her heart: "Professor Ying probably wants to marry you in his dreams, but you don't give him a chance. But, how are you going to propose? What are you going to do?"

In this day and age, it is not necessarily said that men should take the initiative, and there are not a few women who propose marriage.

"Prepare for what?" Tang Ruoqing said, "Isn't it okay to open your mouth? I'll ask him, and if he is willing, it will be done."

Su Nanxing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "If you are proposing, don't you have to prepare an engagement ring? Flowers and gifts are fine, there must be a sense of ceremony."

"I didn't think about it." Tang Ruoqing said, "I also had a whim."

"Hearing what you said, I feel like you're a scumbag." Su Nanxing said, "You must be pious in proposing marriage. It's a major event in your life. Why do you..."

But considering Tang Ruoqing's personality, it was not easy for her to propose marriage.

Su Nanxing didn't ask for anything else: "Okay, okay, ask first, and then make up for the rest, these are secondary."

Tang Ruoqing smiled and said, "I see. Don't worry, I will make arrangements."