Ning Yuanlan did not shy away from forking a piece of apple for himself with the fruit fork he had just eaten: into his mouth, chewing while looking at his computer screen, a piece of blue, with data beating on it, just like when her computer had a problem.

But she knew there was absolutely no chance that something would go wrong with his computer.

Obediently gave him another piece of fruit and sent it over, and ate it as usual.

When he finished eating a plate of fruit, Ning Yuanlan took down the fruit plate and washed it, and obediently went to the balcony to blow the wind.

It was half past four in the evening, and the sun was still a little big, and autumn was like that, and the day was still quite hot.

There was the sound of footsteps behind her, and she instinctively turned her head to see him walking towards her, the corners of her mouth raised, and she held out her hand to him.

Ling Mo smiled, grabbed her soft hand, and hugged the person into his arms, "Are you stuffy?"

"It's not stuffy." As long as you're with him, it doesn't matter what you do.

He laughed, leaned down and pecked her lips, the autumn wind blowing in the afternoon, cool and comfortable.

The kiss deepened, and hands began to roam over her.

Ning Yuanlan felt a little out of place, so he broke out of her embrace and looked down at him.

"Are you afraid that I won't be able to eat you?" His chuckle came from the head.

"Not necessarily, you've always been hungry: thirsty." After Ning Yuanlan finished speaking him, he couldn't help blushing.

"Oh yes?" He laughed out loud, "Do you want me to fail?" ”

"You hate ......" Ning Yuanlan was so ashamed that he reached out and patted his chest.

Ling Mo grabbed her little hand and laughed even louder.

"Ignore you!" Angry, she turned her back to her, put her hand on the balcony fence, and pretended to look ahead and ignore him.

The man behind him was still laughing, stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around her waist, and hugged her in his arms, "Ning'er, I just want to love you......"

His words made her face not have the flush he had receded, and the color of her home again.

It's just that because it's against him, it's not so embarrassing.

"But ......," he continued, "If you don't like it, I'll restrain myself a little and won't make you too tired!" ”

Ning Yuanlan was speechless, reached out and pinched the back of his hand, but he tightened the force around her waist, his chin rested on her shoulder, and the breath from the tip of his nose sprayed behind her ear, itching, making her twist uncomfortably.

"Good, don't move, let me hold it like this for a while!" Ling Mo didn't spray behind her ears, he just hugged her like this, looking at the scenery in the distance that was not very beautiful, and enjoying the unique comfort of the afternoon.

He was still in charge of dinner, and she was on the side.

The meal was made with ingredients at noon, three dishes and one soup, and the portion was just enough for two people.

After eating, he went out for a walk in the courtyard hand in hand, and he could see Aunt Liu, who was going to introduce his nephew to Shen Ruoyou, was walking in the compound with his nephew, and after a while, a young girl came with an aunt in another compound, and the four of them sat down in the gazebo not far away, not knowing what to say.

Ning Yuanlan glanced at Aunt Liu's nephew curiously, to be honest, if Shen Ruoyou was not extreme, and found a man to marry like ordinary girls, she would still be a good match for Aunt Liu's nephew.

It's a pity that she is not at ease.

"See what?" Ling Mo saw his little daughter-in-law looking at a gazebo somewhere, and he followed her line of sight, and finally said jokingly, "If you hadn't proposed to me that day, I guess I would have been arranged by my mother to go on a blind date like this!" ”