(two hundred and eighty-five)

Lin Tingfeng saw Ye Wenyu's disbelieving expression, smiled, and said slowly: "Because you are my favorite girl." ”

Is she his favorite girl? Ye Wenyu looked up at Lin Tingfeng in confusion, she thought to herself? If you like her the most, why don't you divorce her, obviously the marriage is not happy?

Lin Tingfeng didn't know what she was thinking, and said with a smile: "My mother loves me the most, of course she hopes that I can find my beloved girl in my life, I have already told my mother, she is very happy, it was she who proposed to invite you to dinner and meet you, so you relax, my mother will only be good to you, and will not embarrass you." ”

Ye Wenyu's logic was shattered, thinking about what kind of mother and son this is, obviously married, but he brought his lover to meet his mother, he was happy, his mother was also happy, only she was nervous and ashamed.

Ye Wenyu couldn't figure out why Lin Tingfeng did this, she plucked up her courage and said to Lin Tingfeng: "What are you arranging this for?" ”

Lin Tingfeng said: "For my mother's happiness, for my own happiness, and for your peace of mind." ”

Ye Wenyu had no choice but to be silent and not speak.

Lin Tingfeng continued to gently pat her back, hugged her petite body a little tighter in his arms, and continued to say slowly to Ye Wenyu: "As for my dad, you don't have to worry, my dad has been delirious for many years, I took you to her, whether he can wake up and see you, talking to you is a question." ”

So that's the case, Ye Wenyu really became much more relaxed, and the whole person was no longer so nervous, a heart was put back into her chest, and her body was no longer tense like a string, she asked curiously: "Why is your father confused?" ”

A trace of nervousness flashed in Lin Tingfeng's eyes, but he quickly concealed it, and he said slowly: "Old, Alzheimer's, a common disease of the elderly. ”

Ye Wenyu nodded, but she always felt that something was strange. The entire Lin family, including Lin Tingfeng himself, his mother, his younger brother, and his younger sister were very strange, but she couldn't find this strange reason.

At this time, the sky was bright, and the golden sunlight came in from the window like an arrow, Lin Tingfeng looked at the time and said, "Talking to you, unconsciously, time flies so fast, it's almost nine o'clock, you can get up and prepare." ”

Ye Wenyu immediately exclaimed in fright, and rushed to the cloakroom, she was guilty of choosing difficulty again.

Facing a large pile of clothes in the cloakroom, but she didn't know which one to choose, she was so anxious that she was sweating profusely, and while wiping the sweat on her forehead, she shouted anxiously, "Tingfeng, Tingfeng, come and help me!" ”

Lin Tingfeng walked into the cloakroom with a smile, and he said to her slowly: "I don't know which dress to wear?" ”

Ye Wenyu nodded, and said deliberately playfully: "A woman's wardrobe is always missing an important piece of clothing." ”

Lin Tingfeng said to her: "Then wear black, conservative skirts, do you know why celebrities such as Steve Jobs always only wear the same style of clothes, because it saves time and effort, and you women have to waste a lot of time picking clothes every day." ”

Ye Wenyu frowned and said to him: "You can't wear black, the old lady definitely doesn't like it." ”

Lin Tingfeng smiled, shrugged his shoulders, and said to her, "Then you pick slowly." He went to the bathroom to wash up.

Ye Wenyu's head was big, she refused to wear black, and he was angry? Wouldn't help her, hmph, is her own aesthetics and clothes so bad, can't she find a dress that makes the old man and the old lady happy when they see her?

She calmed down and searched carefully in the cloakroom. Lin Tingfeng bought her too many clothes, and every month she would arrange for the staff of luxury brands to send new models, which made her unable to start.

Half an hour passed, and she finally picked out a skirt, which was a big red skirt, cinched in the waist, the sleeves were five-quarter sleeves, and the collar was round.

She smiled confidently.

Lin Tingfeng brushed his teeth and walked to the door of the cloakroom again, glanced at her, and couldn't help but light up.

Ye Wenyu jumped up in front of him and asked nervously, "Is it good-looking?" ”

Lin Tingfeng stared at her silently, and turned around for a while.

The smile on Ye Wenyu's face froze, thinking about how he would like her to wear red if he only wore black, white and gray, he once said that it was best to wear black, white and gray camel clothes.

When he was extremely depressed, Lin Tingfeng folded in, it turned out that he went to the bathroom just now to rinse his mouth, turned back to the cloakroom, looked at her sad flat mouth, couldn't help laughing, he stared at her, and said gently: "Good-looking, like a bride." ”

Are you sure? Ye Wenyu was stunned, very surprised, her heart jumped, she couldn't wait to look at herself in the mirror, she was indeed red and gorgeous, very beautiful, a beautiful girl dressed in red, she always looked like a bride.

She said softly: "The old man likes young people to wear red and look festive. ”

Lin Tingfeng walked over and said to her: "You're right, just wear this, my mother will definitely like it." He took her into his arms, bowed his head, and kissed her forehead, which was as white as marble.

Ye Wenyu secretly looked at the two people in the mirror, the man was tall and strong, very handsome, and the woman was petite and beautiful, very gentle, looking like a pair of wall people.

He just said that she wears a red dress like a bride, but now look at it, not only does she look like a bride, but he also looks like a groom and an official who likes to wear formal clothes.

Lin Tingfeng looked at the time and said to her: "Then I'll go change my clothes and get ready to go, although it's about twelve o'clock, but my mother has nothing to do at home and is always looking forward to it, so I can't go with my meal, and go to chat with the old man early." ”

After he finished speaking, he walked to his cloakroom, changed his clothes and came out in five minutes, and sure enough, he was dressed in a black suit, Ye Wenyu looked at him blankly, and said to him a little sadly: "Like a groom official." ”

Why is it that the heart is like a needle prick, and it is sad? Because you can't get it.

Lin Tingfeng laughed and said to her, "Then let's take a group photo together." He held Ye Wenyu in his arms, took out his mobile phone, and then used the front camera of his mobile phone to take a group photo.

Ye Wenyu smiled slightly, his heart was sweet, and at the same time, his face was also red, because he was a person who didn't like to take pictures very much, and this was the first time he took the initiative to ask to take a photo with her.

After taking the photo, Ye Wenyu said to him with a red face: "The photo will be sent to me later." ”

Lin Tingfeng looked at her and said slowly: "Take the photos of me secretly taken by the UK in exchange." ”

Ye Wenyu only felt that her neck and shoulders were hot and red, and she said softly: "Ah, I deleted it a long time ago." "What kind of memory is this, to remember things so long.