Marry me if you love me

Chapter 229 Calm Morning (23)

Ke Lan was right when he thought about it. He ignored it and didn't care about his feelings. "I'm sorry."

Dr. Ling smiled helplessly when he heard this. He didn't want to hear an apology, but just wanted to hear her call his name. Some relationships start with names, and feelings have to be developed step by step.

He is in no hurry.

"Call me by my name. Is it an apology?"

"Ling Feng?"

"..." He shook his head, not very satisfied.Do familiar people call their names with their first and last names?It seems impolite.

"maple?"

"It's almost the same, why can't you call it more kindly?" He singled out one word, and it was quite kind when he called it.At this time, he was a little thankful that his name was a single word.

"Okay, Afeng, is it alright?"

"Oh, how embarrassing it is to shout."

"...Ha ha." She laughed, "I'm not used to it, it's weird."

"Once you're born and you're familiar twice, let's practice it this morning. You can scream more." Dr. Ling smiled at her and blinked her eyes to encourage her.

"..."

She sneered, she didn't expect him to have such a lively side.However, she will remember it in the future. After all, as he said, it seems that it is not too good to call him a doctor here.

Curran didn't know.

In the eyes of outsiders, she and Dr. Ling have long been a couple.

Tell me, a woman came back with a man, what is it if it’s not cohabitation?
Cohabitation - in the same house, that is considered cohabitation.

Still, there's nothing special about the two together.

If a man and a woman are together as a husband and wife, there is nothing strange about it.

Besides, in the eyes of outsiders, the two are super right, the man is mature, stable and handsome, and the woman is gentle, elegant and charming.

Every day we are loving each other, talking and laughing, and walking together to watch the sunrise and sunset. Many people die of envy.

They strolled along the river, picked up fallen leaves in the water, played with them, put them into the water after playing, and let the flowing water carry them away.It has a poetic flavor of flowing water carrying the passing of leaves, and it is easy to make some sentimental people have a certain artistic conception or idea...

She will watch quietly until the leaves are no longer visible. Sometimes, she will still be fascinated.

Dr. Ling knew what she was thinking, and he had heard it from her.

That leaf seems to be a part of her sorrow, put one in a day, and let it go with the flowing water.

One day, she will put down the last piece...

(End of this chapter)