Ling Mofeng's words make Lan Yanxi speechless, and then chuckle.
"People's children are so big. You're jealous now. Isn't it too late?" Lan Yanxi looked at him and said jokingly.
Ling Mofeng was looked at by her smiling eyes. He was in a good mood. He put out his hand and hugged her. They sat on a sofa together.
His big palm played with a strand of her long hair, and his voice was soft: "In two days, we will be engaged. I made a list of betrothal gifts. Tomorrow night, our family will go to your house to discuss this matter with your grandfather. To be honest, my betrothal gifts may not be as much as you think. Will you be disappointed?"
Lan Yanxi's beautiful face was stunned for a moment. She turned her head and looked at the man's face. After a while, she pretended to be obsessed with him, and her fingers moved up and down the man's handsome face: "such a handsome face, such a good figure, can warm the bed and hurt people, do not want money, I will marry."
Ling Mofeng saw that she was still making such a joke with him at this time. He was so angry that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He grabbed her moving hand and said, "I'm talking to you seriously."
"I'm serious, too. I don't expect your betrothal gifts to live. What I want is you, a living, warm person. Why do you say such unconfident words?"
"I know, but I'm a little guilty." Of course, Ling Mofeng knows that she doesn't care about material things at all, because she never lacks these things.
"Don't feel guilty, Ling Mofeng. I don't care about these things with you. Really, I care about whether you are good to me, whether you love me enough, whether you dislike me, whether I am lazy, stupid and bad-tempered." Lan Yanxi leaned on his chest, closed his eyes, and murmured in a low voice, like a child who lost his sense of security.
Ling Mofeng bowed his head and put his thin lips on her forehead: "OK, don't mention it."
"Ling Mofeng, the curtains are already drawn. Are we just going to sit here like this?" Lan Yanxi blinked her beautiful eyes and asked curiously.
Lingmo Feng saw that she began to talk nonsense again, and gently knocked on her little forehead: "where do you want to go? I'm just afraid that someone in the distance will see what happened in the office, so I drew the curtains to cover it."
"Oh, so it's not to do bad things. Sure enough, I thought too much." Lan Yanxi's face was full of shame.
Ling Mofeng was so angry that he laughed out loud. "How could I do something bad here? Let's go home."
"Us together?" Lan Yanxi's face was full of disbelief, as if he had misheard.
"Yes, let's go together. Before we get engaged, let's go home together." Ling Mofeng wanted to do this because he was worried about her driving around alone.
Ling Mofeng arranged an informant, broke into the old president's interior, and learned a news that made him angry.
Before, the old president didn't take Lan Yanxi seriously. He only felt that she was an insignificant small role. He knew that she and Ling Mofeng were unhappy because of the news of their engagement. He only felt that the existence of such a woman could disturb Ling Mofeng's private emotional life, which was also helpful to him.
But now many people around the old president have lost the old president's reuse because of their incompetence. Ling Mofeng took the opportunity to sell one of them. Only then did he know that the old president began to look at Lan Yanxi.
Want Lan Yanxi to wear a big green hat before he is engaged, let him become a joke of the whole country.
As soon as Ling Mofeng heard the news, he was almost mad on the spot. The old stubborn man was going to do something to Lan Yanxi. It seems that whether he continues to act or not, it doesn't make sense.
Since it doesn't make sense, Ling Mofeng simply doesn't act. If he misses her, he must see her. If he wants to take her with him, he will never let her out of his sight.
In fact, he wanted to pick her up from work and go home together for a long time, enjoying the most common love pleasure. Today, he did everything he dared not do before.
"Really? Will we all go home together in the future? "Lan Yanxi is also like a dream. It's unreal. The smile on his face has been confused.
"Well, it will be in the future." Ling Mofeng answers her in a low voice, very firm.
Lan Yanxi follows Ling Mofeng out of the elevator, which immediately attracts many people's attention.
The sudden surprise made Lan Yanxi a little embarrassed for a while. She still slowed down and followed Ling Mofeng. As long as she raised her eyes, she could see his clean back collar and broad shoulders. She was in a good mood.
At a corner in the distance, a pair of resentful eyes were staring at Lan Yanxi hatefully.
Yang he heard that Ling Mofeng had come back. She deliberately delayed the time to get off work and waited here for him to pass by after work. Even if she looked at it from afar, she could fill her blank Acacia river during this time.
But when she waited, she also waited for another person. Lan Yanxi, dressed in black overalls, with long black hair and a slender body, walked with Ling Mofeng. It was a good match, which made people jealous and red.
Yang he clenched his hands tightly into fists. She really hated it. This hatred, as her love for Ling Mofeng deepened, also became deeper.
Yang he can only look at it from afar. She doesn't even have the courage to say hello, because she is not qualified.
Outside the door, a neat black motorcade is waiting. As soon as Ling Mofeng comes, someone takes the initiative to open the door.
Ling Mofeng is still a gentleman. He lets Lan Yanxi sit in first. Then he stoops to sit in. As soon as the door is closed, the narrow space inside is closed. Suddenly, people can imagine the picture of 10,000 words that can't be described.
It's been a few days since I went back to this home. Two people stood in the living room and looked at each other.
"What do you want to eat? I had the ingredients delivered at noon yesterday. "Ling Mofeng went to the refrigerator, opened it, took out a bottle of water, drank it and asked her elegantly.
"No, you were working abroad at noon yesterday." Lan Yanxi immediately laughed.
Ling Mofeng picked up his beautiful eyebrows slightly: "no matter where I am, my first consideration is family affairs."
"Well, I'll give you full marks for your answer. You can cook the good dishes you have. Besides, can I have a little drink tonight?" Lan Yanxi suddenly made a request.
"Drink?" Ling Mofeng didn't expect that she would ask for this. Her eyes were slightly surprised: "what wine do you drink at home?" "We'll have a drink.
"Let's have a drink. We're all going to be engaged. We haven't been wandering yet. Wait for me. I'll go upstairs and take a bath and change my clothes." Lanyanxi said that he had run upstairs and didn't give the man a chance to ask more questions.
Ling Mofeng's handsome face is slightly stunned. What can I do to make her feel the romantic atmosphere?
For the first time, the man's brain is empty. He can't think of any romantic things.
Does he have to ask someone to buy a bunch of flowers? Chocolate? Gift?
Look down at the watch on your hand. It's already seven o'clock. It's too late to buy anything.
Finally, Ling Mofeng suddenly thought of his back flowers. He seemed to have planted several kinds of flowers. His eyes were slightly bright. He immediately turned around and walked towards the backyard.
He turned on the light and saw that spring was coming. The seeds he had sown before all bloomed.
Some of them can be called famous, some are unknown. Ling Mofeng bent down, picked a small bunch, turned back to the living room, took the newspaper he usually read, picked out a piece, and wrapped the small bunch of flowers gently and carefully.
Ling Mofeng is a big man. He still can't do such a delicate job. So, although he has wrapped it up, he doesn't seem to have much beauty.
"I've tried my best." Ling Mofeng sighed and put the flowers on the table. He took off his suit jacket, rolled up his white sleeves and went into the kitchen to cook dinner for the little woman.
The first thing Lan Yanxi did when she ran upstairs was to take a bath. After taking a bath, she washed her hair. After coming out, she immediately found out her various equipment, sat in front of the mirror, and began to roll up her half-wet and half-dry long hair. After a while, her long black and soft hair became a big wave. Lan Yanxi sat in front of the flower dressing mirror to make up. The girl in the mirror, bright and dazzling, already has the soft charm of a woman.
"Where's my little dress?" After Lan Yanxi was busy with this, she began to rummage again. Finally, she found the small black dress on the side of the wardrobe. This was a gift she had bought for herself before. There were only a few thin belts on the back. She had never worn it once. Today, it's time to use it.
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