Hidden marriage high cold husband

Chapter 159 It Smells Tonight, It's Extraordinarily Comfortable
Since Lu Lingling said so, Ling Yuncheng naturally let her go.

Instead, ask, "Do you like my roses more or that person's roses more?"

Lu Lingling's heart tightened: Someone, aren't you very cold and rational?When did you become so in love with comparisons and so childish?

Lu Lingling's heart was very messy, and she really wanted to say that he was childish, but when the words came to her lips, she changed: "You have a lot of roses."

Uh, she talked about the facts, Zheng Moran sent 99 roses, and Ling Yuncheng sent a bed of roses.

If Ling Yuncheng's roses were not peeled into petals, there would definitely be more than 99 roses.

How could Ling Yuncheng not guess what Lu Lingling was thinking?
"I'm not asking who has the most roses, but who do you like more. Give you another chance, answer me!"

In the indifferent voice that was about to explode, there was an unconcealable smell of vinegar.

The answer in Lu Lingling's heart is: I like you more.

However, I don't want to say that.

If he said that, wouldn't it be his wish?
"Ling Yuncheng, I prefer the flowery ones. I'm not saying that I like Zheng Moran's more. I just mean that I like the complete flowers one by one. Because I see the petals of petals. It feels so cruel." Lu Lingling didn't want to go along with him, and was afraid that he would get angry, so she gave such an explanation.

After Ling Yuncheng heard this, he didn't answer right away.

Without his answer, Lu Lingling was in a mess.

Is this what it feels like to be in love?

The mood is so complicated, and at the same time worrying about gains and losses, wanting to tease him, but afraid that he will get angry, not teasing him, but unable to control his mood.

"Hurry up and take a shower and sleep." After waiting for a long time, Ling Yuncheng said this sentence.

"Oh, I see, what about you? Where's your grandfather?" Lu Lingling's tone sank when he heard his tone, and the mood of wanting to attack him before had long been forgotten.

If he didn't like her, he wouldn't send someone to follow her to monitor her all day, let alone make any rules.

Likewise, if she doesn't like him, she won't be content with it.

Although it is disgusting on the mouth, it is still a little sweet in the heart.

"Grandpa's condition has stabilized. I'll probably be home later. You go to bed first, don't wait for me." Ling Yuncheng waited a few words before hanging up the phone.

After Lu Lingling put down her phone, she moved all the rose petals out of the drawer.

Since this is Ling Yuncheng's wish, it cannot be wasted.

So, when Ling Yuncheng came back at night, this was what he saw.

People and flowers are mixed together and inseparable.

In the air, there is a strong fragrance of flowers.

Rao Ling Yuncheng usually doesn't like such a strong fragrance, but smelling it tonight is very comfortable.

After Ling Yuncheng entered the bedroom, before he could reach the bed, Lu Lingling's little head was clenched.

"I left you some soup, do you want to drink it?" While Lu Lingling was speaking, she had already got out of bed.

From her sober voice to her quick movements, Ling Yuncheng judged that she hadn't slept and had been waiting for him to come back.

It is now 01:30 in the morning.

Lu Lingling is a good boy who never stays up late, but for him, he waited until the early morning.

Ling Yuncheng was moved in his heart, but the expression on his face was completely opposite.

He said, let her not wait for him, let her go to bed early.

He didn't even listen to him.

Lu Lingling took the soup out of the insulated box and carefully handed it to him.

(End of this chapter)