In the villa where Ye Ling lived, the two of them entered the house and were stunned when they saw the faint light still flashing in the hall. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

On the sofa, the somewhat old back, still watching the silent TV, next to her, Liu Qiaoer leaned on the sofa and had already entered her dream.

"Mom!" Ye Ling couldn't help but shout, his nose was a little sour.

Wang Shufen hurriedly turned around, and saw Ye Ling coming back with a happy face, and when she saw the funeral flowers, she was obviously stunned, and the look of surprise in her eyes filled her eyes.

What a beautiful girl, if she can be her daughter-in-law, how beautiful her grandchildren should be.

"Xiao Ling, you're back, what do you want to eat, Mom will cook it for you, in the middle of the night, you must be hungry." Wang Shufen stood up, rubbed her rough palms and asked.

Ye Ling's eyes were red, and he walked directly to Wang Shufen's side and hugged his mother tightly in his arms, at this moment, Ye Ling swore that he would not let his mother suffer the slightest grievance, even if it was a god!

Wang Shufen felt her son's excitement, couldn't help but smile, and patted Ye Ling's back: "Okay, you see that the girl is still standing there." ”

Fuhua smiled slightly, and bowed slightly: "Hello Auntie, I'm sorry to disturb you in the middle of the night." ”

And this is, Liu Qiao'er, who was sleeping on the sofa, also woke up, rubbed her eyes and looked at Ye Ling, she was originally excited, but when she saw the funeral flowers again, her face was obviously stiff.

"Okay Mom, you go and rest quickly, you can't stay up so late in the future, you're old, it's not good for your health. As he spoke, Ye Ling helped Wang Shufen into the house.

Wang Shufen patted Ye Ling's palm: "Hey, if you don't come back, Mom won't be able to sleep." ”

After a pause, Wang Shufen said again: "But son, you dare to take that girl home outside? You are not afraid that Qiao'er will be sad? Qiao'er is a good girl, you can't let people down." ”

"Mom, don't worry, my son can't do such a conscienceless thing. As he spoke, Ye Ling helped his mother to the bed, said goodnight, and walked out of the room.

In the hall, the funeral flower had a smile on her face, while Liu Qiao'er on the opposite side had a gloomy face, staring at the funeral flower with her eyes.

Crunch, Ye Ling quietly closed the door of his mother's room, Liu Qiao'er pointed at Ye Ling and gritted his teeth and said, "Ye Ling, you are too much!"

"I don't care what nonsense you do outside, but you actually brought it to the house, are you demonstrating to me?"

"Okay, I forgot, what does my Liu Qiao'er have to do with you, what am I, I'll go!"

As he spoke, Ye Ling was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly went over to cover Liu Qiao'er's mouth: "Don't be so loud, Mom is just sleeping, let's go, let's go upstairs and talk." ”

Liu Qiao'er angrily pushed Ye Ling's hand away, pouted and walked upstairs, without even looking at Ye Ling.

The funeral flower was happy: "Tsk, your little girlfriend is angry, you better think about how you coax." ”

When Ye Ling heard this, he patted his chest: "Tsk, don't worry, your husband and I are talking at home." ”

After speaking, Ye Ling bent his waist, a flattering smile appeared on his face, and ran towards the upstairs.

Upstairs, in a bedroom, Liu Qiaoer was sitting on the bed muttering her face, and a pair of crystal thin hands were twisting the summer cool quilt on the bed fiercely.

Ye Ling pushed open the door, walked to the side of the bed with a smile on his face, and directly hugged the angry Liu Qiaoer.

"Wife, what are you doing, what are you doing when you are so angry, what about me, I have something to tell you, a big thing. Ye Ling spoke, shaking Liu Qiao'er in his arms.

Liu Qiao'er wanted to push Ye Ling away, but her weak strength, how could she push Ye Ling away, and in the end she had to give up.

"You can play however you want outside, I said, but you brought it to the house, isn't that a slap in the face?"

"I look average, and I have no money at home, so it's a burden to you, but you tell me, tell me and I'll leave by myself, I don't need you to pretend to be a shame on me!"

In Liu Qiaoer's talking eyes, a tear fell on the bed as if she didn't want money.

When Ye Ling saw it, she looked distressed, and hurriedly helped Liu Qiao'er wipe it off, but Liu Qiao'er was angry and dodged, and didn't let Ye Ling touch her at all.

"Hey, Qiao'er, it's okay for you to listen to me!" Ye Ling said helplessly, but Liu Qiao'er shook her head, but she didn't stop at all, and Ye Ling grabbed her hair anxiously.

Seeing this, Fuhua, who was standing at the door, shook his head, walked to Liu Qiaoer's side, and said with a serious face: "Can you be happy with him for the rest of your life?"

Ye Ling's words Liu Qiao'er could ignore them, but the words of the funeral flowers made Liu Qiao'er stand up directly.

Yo, what's the matter, you junior still have such a big temper, provoking my status in our family?

"I can't be with him for the rest of my life, I can't be happy for the rest of my life?"

"Even if you replace me, do you think you can be by his side for the rest of your life in the future?"

"If he can abandon me, he can abandon you!"

Ye Ling was stunned for a moment, what kind of words did he say, how did he make himself look like a negative man: "Qiao'er, how could I abandon you, don't think so." ”

"Shut up first!" Liu Qiao'er pointed at Ye Ling, and then looked at the funeral flowers with fierce eyes.

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have been frightened by Liu Qiaoer's sudden burst of aura, but who is the funeral flower, and the scene he has seen even those mercenaries who live on the battlefield all year round can't understand it, of course he can't scare the funeral flower.

"Are you willing to watch Ye Ling's body when you are old, you can't take care of yourself, and then leave Ye Ling to live alone?"

As soon as the funeral flower finished speaking, Liu Qiao'er was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said with a gloomy face: "I understand, are you cursing me to death?"

"I didn't curse you to die, I'm telling the truth, Ye Ling can live at least three or five hundred years old, what about you? Do you think that even if he rejects me, but after you die, can you guarantee that he will be alone for the remaining hundreds of years?"

"Don't say can you guarantee that if you really love him, you will be willing to watch him live alone for hundreds of years?"

Liu Qiao'er was stunned for a moment, and sneered: "Ye Ling, even if you want to be with her, is it necessary to find such a naïve excuse?"

"Can you live to be three or five hundred years old? What about you and me as a three-year-old child? Even if the current Guinness Book of Records is only how old is it?" Liu Qiao'er's eyes straightened.

Do you really think you're a fool?

But Ye Ling smiled twitching at the corner of his mouth: "Qiao'er, it's true." ”

Liu Qiao'er was stunned for a moment, her face turned blue with anger and she laughed angrily: "Ye Ling, do you really think I am a fool?"

Fuhua shrugged her shoulders and pointed at Liu Qiao'er, obviously, this question had to be handed over to Ye Ling.

"Qiao'er, you look into my eyes, did I lie to you?" Ye Ling said solemnly while holding Liu Qiao'er's shoulder.