"Xiaoying, you're thirty this year, aren't you? It's time to find yourself a home. Fan Shuiling sat next to Song Yuying and talked to her softly.

Song Yuying smiled, looked at the busy men on the high platform, and said softly, "Sister Fan, is Brother Niu good to you?" ”

Fan Shuiling also looked at Gao Tai, a touch of tenderness flashed in his eyes, "Okay, Ping'an is a good man, I can follow him, and I am content in this life." ”

"Then why don't you have a child? In another two years, it will be difficult to have children. Song Yuying looked back at Fan Shuiling, she vaguely remembered that Fan Shuiling seemed to be almost thirty-three.

A hint of loneliness flashed in Fan Shuiling's eyes, and he shook his head gently, "You should also know something about his situation...... It's not that we don't want it, it's that we can't want it. ”

Thinking of some rumors she had heard from her father and brother, Song Yuying nodded thoughtfully.

"It seems that those rumors are true...... Although Niu Ping'an seems to be chic and heroic, there are also hurdles that cannot be overcome! ”

Fan Shuiling suddenly laughed, and turned his head to look at Song Yuying, "I think Xiao Luo seems to have that kind of meaning for you, you might as well think about him." ”

Song Yuying was embarrassed, and a flush appeared on her face, but it was not conspicuous in the night.

"How can I be with him, I'm ten years older than him...... Sister Fan, don't talk nonsense. ”

Fan Shuiling affectionately took her arm, leaned into her ear and said, "It is said that an old wife is good with a young husband, and you are so beautiful, you look no different from a twenty-year-old girl, if he can marry you, it will not be the ancestral tomb that smokes and is lucky." ”

Song Yuying looked at Luo Ping in the distance and shook her head slightly, "Impossible...... He still has a long way to go, and he doesn't fit in with me. ”

Fan Shuiling saw that she was resolute and knew that it was not a lie, so she sighed lightly, held her hand and patted her gently, "Sister, I am from here, and I know the suffering of single women." Women, as soon as they pass the age of thirty, they will grow old day by day, and if they don't find a good man who loves them in time, the future will become more and more bitter...... Xiaoying, you just listen to your sister's persuasion, don't be alone anymore. Whether it's Xiao Luo or someone else, in short, it's better to find someone to rely on. ”

Song Yuying held her hand in turn and said with a smile, "Sister Xiexie Fan." I believe in fate, maybe one day, God will give me a good man. ”

Fan Shuiling covered his mouth and laughed a few times, and said to Luo Pingnu, "I think Xiao Luo is the man God gave you, don't hold on, you have to make a move when it's time to make a move." These days, those little girls are more powerful than the other, and if it's late, you won't have your share. ”

Song Yuying's face became extremely hot, and she was about to speak, but she heard Fan Shuiling continue, "Don't dodge, I can actually see it a long time ago...... You like him too, right! ”

"It should ...... Not really. Song Yuying's tone of voice was very hesitant, and it really lacked credibility.

"Silly sister." Fan Shuiling patted her hand affectionately, "If you like it, you like it, what does it matter." I'm so hard with your brother Niu, I'm not together anymore. ”

"In this life, there is nothing to be done in a woman's life, nothing more than to find a good man to rely on, and then give birth to a big fat boy for him, so as to have a successful family...... Although Luo Ping is a little younger, I think he is steady and down-to-earth, and he is also affectionate to you, and he is definitely a good man worthy of your life. ”

The night breeze floated and the stars were shining, Fan Shuiling got up and left, leaving Song Yuying to sit alone in the chair. She looked at Luo Ping on the high platform in the distance, and thousands of thoughts flooded her heart.

Since the beginning of her love, she has fantasized about what her prince charming will look like. Liang Haode's tutoring made her reject the budding of puberty again and again.

After coming out of school, she was full of expectations for Aiqing. It's a pity that under the arrangement of her family, she went directly into politics. Officialdom is the largest dye vat in the world, with all kinds of people and so on.

After seeing too many hypocritical ugly faces, she became more eager for truth, goodness and beauty. The Prince Charming in his heart has also changed from a personable and beautiful boy to a sincere and reliable strange man.

But for many years, how ugly the world is, and she has not met a strange man who can really make her fall in love at first sight.

Until Luo Ping was born.

But he was ten years older than him...... Is it possible?

The moonlight is silent, falling thousands of wisps. Song Yuying, who was distracted, heard footsteps beside her, and woke up from her contemplation, only to find that Luo Ping had already walked to her side.

"Sister Song, let's go back." Luo Ping held out his hand to her.

Song Yuying stretched out his hand and put it on his big hand, slowly stood up, and wanted to retract his hand, but he grabbed it tightly.

"The mountain road is not easy to walk, be careful." Luo Ping found a reason for himself, holding Song Yuying's little hand, and his heart was happy.

It's easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, and I don't think it's too difficult when I come over, but now because it's dark and it's going down, it's difficult to walk and walk very slowly.

Luo Ping and Song Yuying were far behind Niu Ping'an and Fan Shuiling.

"Ouch!"

Song Yuying suddenly exclaimed, and her body fell to the side.

Luo Ping always paid attention to her. Seeing this, he quickly stretched out his arm and hugged her in his arms. Song Yuying was in a hurry, waving her two hands indiscriminately, and she just happened to hug Luo Ping's neck.

Hold on to it, and don't let go.

Plump in the embrace, soft and full of arms. Luo Ping looked at the beauty in his arms by the moonlight, and only hoped that this moment would last forever.

Lying in Luo Ping's arms, feeling the thickness of his arms and the breadth of his chest, Song Yuying felt the strength of a man for the first time.

Sensing that Luo Ping's breathing was getting heavier and heavier, her heart suddenly jumped up and slowly closed her eyes.

"Xiao Luo, you guys go quickly."

Niu Ping'an, who was walking in front, suddenly shouted, Luo Ping hurriedly helped Song Yuying to stand up, and replied to them. took Song Yuying's hand and chased after them.

Along the way, the two men were silent, but their hands became tighter and tighter.

Finally returning to the car, Song Yuying blushed and broke free of his hand, but Luo Ping shook it again like a li.

Song Yuying glared at him "viciously", Luo Ping stared at her with a hippie smile and smirked, without the slightest intention of letting go of his hand.

Under Luo Ping's hot gaze, Song Yuying closed her eyes shyly, leaned on the back seat and pretended to sleep, with a small hand for him to hold in her hand.

Luo Ping's mood was agitated, if it wasn't for the car at this moment, if it wasn't for the driver in front of him, he was afraid that he would shout.

He knew that Song Yuying had finally accepted himself.

He knew that Aiqing had quietly come to his side.

He looked at Song Yuying stupidly, looked at her beautiful face, held her little hand tightly, and didn't want to relax for a moment.

As if in an instant, the car carried them back to the hilltop villa. Luo Ping reluctantly let go of his hand.

After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. Luo Ping looked extremely irritable when he returned to his room, and circled around the room over and over again.

Song Yuying's room was next to him, and he walked to her door several times to knock on the door, but he withdrew his hand.

More than half an hour later, he went to take a cold shower, and his excitement slowly calmed down, and he lay on the bed and watched TV.

Knock knock.

There was a gentle knock at the door, Luo Ping walked over and opened the door, and was pleasantly surprised to see Song Yuying standing at the door, holding a plate of cut haode watermelon in her hand.

After bathing, Song Yuying wore a white light gauze nightdress, which complemented her fair skin; The long wet black hair is softly draped over the back of the head, relaxed and casual; The most beautiful thing is her slightly flushed face - big black eyes, red little mouth, slippery face, who can believe that this is a thirty-year-old woman?

Luo Ping quickly dodged his body, let her into the house, and gently closed the door casually.

With the soft 'click' of the door lock, Song Yuying trembled, and felt a panic for no reason, and after putting the fruit plate on the table, she wanted to turn around and leave here.

"Sister Song." Luo Ping blocked her and stared at her with burning eyes.

In front of Song Yuying, Luo Ping's upper body was naked, and he was only wearing a pair of big pants underneath, and the dark and strong muscles on his body were undoubtedly exposed.

Her face was slightly hot, and she secretly regretted that she shouldn't have come.

Just now, in fact, she has been hesitating and hesitating. What Fan Shuiling said to her at night was like a skillful hand pulling out a thread on her heart knot. And Luo Ping's later hug pulled the thread out.

The knot can be untied at any time.

She was in the room just now, just like Luo Ping just now, a little upset.

After some hesitation, he mustered up the courage to knock on Luo Ping's door.

But now, she regretted it again.