Yan Ling was sent back to the apartment by Feng Lin.

Unexpectedly, Feng Lin also got in, moving quickly and with agility.

He closed the door with a smile on his face.

The breath around the body is mild, like the spring breeze in February, warm and sultry.

Speech Spirit, "......"

Someone is always trying to do something wrong with me!

Feng Lin looked at her with a smile, but didn't say anything, changed his slippers skillfully, and went into the kitchen.

He rolled up his sleeves, the pale gold cufflinks clearly out of place in the kitchen.

Hearing a familiar sound from the kitchen, Yan Ling smashed his mouth.

I ran to the kitchen with a brisk pace, smiling at Feng Lin who was about to make a small cake.

Feng Lin looked back at her.

Yan Ling thought for a moment, gestured, and his voice was brisk.

"Hmm...... Come on! ”

The little cake in the wind is even more delicious than the outside.

Honestly, these days, she really misses Fenglin's craftsmanship.

I'm really happy to be able to eat delicious food again.

"Go sit on the couch for a while." These words are full of indulgence.

Yan Ling nodded, turned around and went back to the living room obediently, and sat on the sofa.

She found a more comfortable position to lean on it, her thoughts gradually drifted away, these days, there is no wind, although the days are normal, but I always feel that something is missing.

Now, the wind is back.

Her apartment seems to have a more human touch.

Seems to have him...... There's nothing wrong with that.

Without him...... Damn bad?

Yan Ling tilted his head, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't come up with an answer, so he simply didn't want to.

She won't embarrass herself.

Soon, Feng Lin delivered a small cake.

Mango, strawberry, cantaloupe......

Speech Spirit, "......"

She was on the verge of fainting!

The taste of the cake is as delicious as ever.

The moment she indulged in enjoyment, a bewildering voice sounded in her ears.

"Mango-flavored surprise!"

Yan Ling's little hand was one step faster than her thoughts, and when she reacted, the mango-flavored cake had already been bitten by her.

Not!

It tastes great!

Wait a minute......

Seems to be a bit of a tooth crunch.

The delicate little face was full of consternation, and the eyes that looked at Fenglin were a little subtle.

The wind is full of black lines, "......"

The mango flavor is not for her to eat......

"Spit things out...... "Feng Lin has a terrible pain in the skull, so angry!

Why is she moving so fast?

"Well, open your mouth." Feng Lin patiently reached out and put his arm around her.

A diamond ring that shimmered with light landed in the palm of Fenglin's palm.

Yan Ling frowned, the ring looked good, but ...... It's all creamy, slimy, and dirty......

The disgust in his eyes was not hidden, and he was so angry that he stood up with a black face and walked into the bathroom.

The sound of the water was rattling, and the sound of the system also sounded in Yan Ling's ears.

[Dear, if you don't guess wrong, he wants to propose to you! However, its host has extinguished the romantic, ambiguous atmosphere......

This bite, the bite is good.

Yan Ling blinked, and his expression flashed with confusion.

Propose?

She's not ready.

The wind of cleaning the ring in the bathroom is full of helplessness, angry and wants to laugh, "......"

Should he be glad she didn't swallow it in one gulp?

When he turned around and returned to the living room after the ring was cleaned, the person on the sofa had fallen asleep at some point.

Fenglin sighed, why is it so difficult to propose?

She doesn't play by the routine at all.