"Do you think you're kind?" Wen Rong wondered, aren't others afraid of him? Are you an alternative?

"I don't want you to be afraid of me." Ling Jingyan frowned, the last thing he wanted was that she was afraid of him.

"Then I'll try my best." Wen Rong good-natured way.

Ling Jingyan was very satisfied with her well-behaved answer, she was not blindly afraid of him, her expression slowed down.

"What do you want to eat at night? I told the servant to do it. Ling Jingyan asked for her opinion.

"What do you like to eat? I'm as good as you, you're a patient now, and I'm going to take you as the master. "Wen Rong has always been at ease with encounters and never picky.

The topic of dinner came to an end, and there was a deep silence between the two.

Ling Jingyan looked at her quietly, Wen Rong gradually felt uneasy, it seemed very bad for a lonely man and a widow to be in the same room.

"Sit." Ling Jingyan gave an order, his eyes signaling to the bed.

Wen Ronggang felt that the atmosphere between the two was already very awkward, and now that he asked her to sit on the bed, he was naturally even more reluctant.

"No, I'll stand up, if you don't have anything to say, rest first, I'm tired of the afternoon, I'll go down first to help prepare the evening meal." It's a good idea to go to the kitchen and not have to be embarrassed to stay in a room.

Wen Rong decided so happily.

Ling Jingyan's brows furrowed slightly, and in the next moment, his upper body leaned forward, and his strong left hand forcefully grabbed the gentle and soft white little hand and brought it into his arms.

"Ahh Wen Rong exclaimed in surprise, and his first reaction was to avoid his injured right hand.

Why is he so forced, even though he is injured.

Struggling to get up, he found that his strength was amazing.

"Don't move!" Ling Jingyan suppressed Wen Rong with one hand and ordered in a cold voice.

Wen Rong couldn't struggle, and secondly, he didn't dare to continue struggling, for fear of touching his injured arm, so he could only obediently lie down in front of his strong * big * chest * , his pink cheeks were pink, but fortunately he couldn't see it.

"You marry me, and I take care of you." The faint tone is like asking whether to eat at night or to eat noodles.

Wen Rong looked up at him dumbfounded, her eyes full of surprise, confusion, incomprehension and more disbelief.

The corners of Ling Jingyan's lips rose, she was so cute, all her thoughts were shown on her face, she couldn't even hide it a little, she was clean and transparent.

"Did I hear me wrong?" It must be, she and he have only known each other for a day, half a day to be exact.

"No, I said I'm going to marry you." Ling Jingyan repeated, his tone affirmative.

"You, we've only known each other for a long time, don't make trouble, okay?" Wen Rong sighed, unable to break away from his iron wall, so he could only look up at him with a small face.

"Time is not a problem, it will be a long time in the future, I will give you time to understand me." Ling Jingyan smiled lightly, as if she was afraid of scaring her away, and her tone turned gentle.

Her fawn-like frightened expression really pleased him.

Wen Rong was speechless, how could his thinking be different from normal people?

"Mr. Ling, I think I have to make it clear to you, we have only known each other for a long time, is it too early to talk about marriage now? Well, if you have a good feeling in the future, it's not too late to discuss marriage, but if you get married rashly now, it's too late to regret it later, isn't it? After all, marriage is not child's play, and both of us should be cautious. Wen Rong explained softly, not understanding why he suddenly thought of getting married.

"Tell me to be quiet, or to speak." He commanded, his long, rough fingers caressing her delicate, soft white cheeks.