Chapter 88

"Duoduo, why did you come out?"

Yan Ze guessed that Duoduo must have gone out to find himself. Not to mention how happy he was, he ran to her happily.

Qin Yiling bared his teeth and said with a smile, "why? Does it bother you to talk to beautiful women? Do you want to talk from day to night, from poetry and songs to romantic love and snow moon?"

Yan Ze was stunned. "Duoduo, what do you mean?"

What beauty? Why should we talk from poetry to romance? Most importantly, why should he talk about those boring things with women other than Duoduo?

Did he get his head caught in the door or was he out of his mind?

This is simply impossible!

Qin Yiling shouted and jumped out word by word, "that means, I have affected your love talk, right!"

Yan Ze took a swipe at the corners of his mouth and felt helpless about the messy ideas in Duoduo's mind.

He immediately took Qin Yiling's hand, avoided the sight around him, dragged people in, dodged behind the door panel in the hospital, and whispered to the woman in his arms.

"What nonsense? How dare you say anything outside. Girls should pay more attention."

If a girl's family talks about love, love and so on, it won't be a mouthful. If those who break their mouths hear it, their reputation will be lost.

You can say such words to him as you like, but you can't say them outside.

"Also, in order to wait for you to be clean these years, the people in the village can see it for all. If I want to talk to women from poetry, songs and Fu to romantic and romantic, then this object can only be you."

Qin Yiling blinked. Was she knocked by the wall?

Behind her was the courtyard wall, but her back was not close to the cold stone wall, because a hand was considerate behind her and supported a strong arm on her left side, so she was surrounded by Yan Ze.

This gesture inexplicably reminds her of the wall Dong plot in Ba Zong's novels read in postmodernism.

Tut, this is the age when the style of literature and painting suddenly became a tyrant?

Yan Ze said, suddenly getting close and laughing, "why don't we try now? From day to night, from poetry and songs to romantic and snowy moon. If you are interested, I will definitely accompany you to the end."

Qin Yiling very unsightly gave Yan Ze a white eye, "think beautiful!"

She is not crape myrtle Qingge, but she has no patience. It's cold in winter. She has a warm sleep in her quilt. Isn't it fragrant?

Yan Ze smiled low. "Why did you say that just now?"

He has a lot of family. He is really a baby. How interesting life is with her! He didn't know how many times he had laughed.

She is the salvation of his life. Otherwise, he will live a lonely life.

"It looks like you're talking very hard. Why, can't you talk?" Qin also replied with a spirit.

What can she be?

Ha! She can't be jealous!

Yan Ze hung his mouth and was in a happy mood. "Which eye of yours saw us chatting very hard? I didn't laugh and didn't say much. It's just a normal goodbye. It's not like you at all, so there's no need to be jealous!"

"Who is jealous!"

Qin Yiling drummed little red face and refused to admit it. He bent down and slipped out from under Yan Ze's arm.