famous first flash marriage

Yan Ling scratched his head, thinking, Cheng Lie is not happy?

While thinking about what to do, the phone in his hand rang.

It was Ren Feilin who called.

It was rare for Yan Ling to receive a call from Ren Feilin, so he quickly pressed the answer button: "Feilin, it's me, what's wrong?"

"Brother Yan Ling, I feel a little uncomfortable right now. Can you... can you come over? If it's inconvenient..." Ren Feilin's voice gradually lowered: "Then, forget it... I will bear it myself."

Yan Ling was in a hurry: "What can I do then? Don't worry, I'll come to you right away!"

He said, just like a knight preparing to go out, he picked up the coat that was placed in the entrance, and hurried out.

In the bedroom, Cheng Lie couldn't help sighing slightly when he heard the movement outside.

In Cheng Lie's view, Yan Ling went to Ren Feilin to ask for trouble, but Yan Ling himself didn't think so at all.

Most men have heroism, and in Yan Ling's mind at this moment, he is the prince in the fairy tale who rescued the poor princess trapped in the castle.

Wang Ziyan Ling was in such a good mood that he went to the parking lot, got in the car and straightened his hairstyle in front of the rearview mirror. He felt that he was relatively fresh and handsome, so he hummed a little song and drove towards Ren Fei. Lynn drove away.

Fortunately, the most congested time has passed, and the road can barely be called smooth. As long as Yan Ling thinks that he is going to meet Ren Feilin along the way, and he can stay with her for a few hours, he will finally be able to see Ren Feilin. When Ren Feilin returns home, if she's lucky, she might even invite herself to her house for a sit-down - the more Yan Ling thinks about it, the more delighted he is, the corners of his mouth can't stop turning up, and the corners of his brows and eyes are full of spring.

Time passed unknowingly, from Cheng Lie's house to Ren Feilin's house, Yan Ling didn't feel the passage of time at all because he was full of anticipation.

In particular, Ren Feilin called him on the way and said that she was fine. When Yan Ling said that she was on the way and "must come to pick her up", Ren Feilin followed in a soft voice. He thanks.

Just listening to her soft and touching voice, Yan Ling's bones are already more than half broken.

When he got downstairs to Ren Feilin's house, Yan Ling was hesitating to ring the doorbell or wait outside, when he saw a girl in a long skirt walking towards him gracefully.

The person who came was Ren Feilin. She was wearing a light blue georgette dress that reached her calves. On her feet were a pair of imitation pink ballet shoes with cross straps, and delicate silk ribbons were tied on her white and slender ankles. The bow tie makes the exposed leg like a tender lotus root even more slender and straight.

Light blue would make people look black when worn, but Ren Feilin's skin is white and transparent, and her lips are red and her teeth are white. Wearing this color will only make her more refined like an orchid in an empty valley, with a fairy air.

Under the yellowish streetlights, the night wind slowly blew Ren Feilin's waist-length hair, and a faint fragrance floated. Yan Ling, who had just got off the car, looked at the woman who smiled at her with the corners of her lips in a foolish way. As if in a dream.

"Brother Yan Ling, why are you standing here so stupidly?" A melodious voice sounded like a silver bell, Ren Feilin stopped a foot in front of Yan Ling, and stretched out her slender fingers to gently brush a strand of long hair brushing her cheek. Don't look at the small and exquisite back, revealing a pearl earring with a faint pearl on the earlobe.

The pearl earrings are made of two pieces and woven together. The pearls get smaller and smaller from top to bottom, but each pearl is round and shiny, showing a faint pink color.

When Yan Ling's eyes touched the string of pearl earrings, he froze slightly, and then, a huge surprise rose from the depths of his heart, like effervescent tablets suddenly thrown into the water , the densely packed bubbles bursting up, each of which has Ren Feilin's name written on it.

This pearl earring was given to her by Yan Ling when she was Ren Feilin.He never told Ren Feilin that each of the pearls on this pearl earring was carefully selected by him, and he made it by himself in the end, because he couldn't find such a good pearl again, so he couldn't make it As a pair, only this one was given as a gift.

Compared with other gifts Ren Feilin received, he knew that the pearl earring he gave was shabby and clumsy, and he didn't expect her to care about it or even wear it.

In the past so many years, he has been silently liking this girl. He never thought that he would marry her in the future. It's not because he doesn't want to, but because he can't.

Now, she seems to have given him a glimmer of hope, allowing him to see a glimmer of possibility.

How could this prevent Yan Ling from being surprised and feeling overwhelmed?
"Brother Yan Ling?" Seeing Yan Ling staring at her in a daze for a long time, Ren Feilin couldn't help blushing, and called him again with a little surprise and shyness.

Yan Ling suddenly came back to his senses.

Looking at the girl who was close in front of her again, Yan Ling scratched her head, smiled a little awkwardly, and said, "Sorry, I was distracted."

Ren Feilin covered her lips and smiled softly, the sparkle in Shui Lingling's eyes was very moving.

Yan Ling almost stared blankly again, forced himself to look away from Ren Feilin's face, and asked with concern: "Feilin, are you feeling well? What's wrong with you just now?"

Mentioning this, Ren Feilin showed a shyness on her pretty face again, she said embarrassingly like a little girl: "Actually... it's that one. Brother Yan Ling, don't ask..."

The voice gradually weakened, and Yan Ling asked without understanding: "Which one? Is there any inconvenience——"

He suddenly thought of something, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Staring wide-eyed at Ren Feilin in front of him, Yan Lingjun couldn't help but blush.

"Uh... that, I know." Yan Ling touched his nose unnaturally, his eyes wandered here and there, but he didn't dare to look at Ren Feilin.

But it suddenly dawned on her heart that what Ren Feilin said was uncomfortable was... it was the menstrual holiday that women come every month!

I am really a doctor in vain, I can't even see this, and I keep asking questions, but fortunately I have reacted, otherwise I will be embarrassing.

Seeing Ren Feilin's shy and timid appearance from the corner of his eyes, Yan Ling's heart moved, and he couldn't help thinking, time flies, so many years have passed in a blink of an eye, whether it is himself, Liezi or Ren Feilin, they are not teenagers I am a young girl, and the new trainee nurse in the nursing home occasionally jokingly calls herself "uncle". Yes, he is already an uncle, but what about Feilin?Still so pure and beautiful, with a snow-white and charming face, without any trace of age, even every expression and every movement is so cute——

In Yan Ling's heart, Ren Feilin not only has an ageless face, but also a delicate heart like an ageless girl.

But Ren Feilin looked at Yan Ling who had become stupid for herself, and thought amusedly, this idiot has been so stupid for many years!

But if he wasn't so stupid, how could she have the opportunity to follow him to meet her brother lie?
Thinking of the use value of this fool, the smile on Ren Feilin's face became even brighter.

"Here, Brother Yan Ling, these are some rice dumplings I made myself, if you don't mind..." Ren Feilin handed a small bamboo basket on her arm to Yan Ling.

How could Yan Ling dislike him?Before Ren Feilin finished speaking, he quickly "snatched" the bamboo basket from her hand as if he was afraid that the small bamboo basket would crush Ren Feilin's slender arms like branches.

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it." As he said, he impatiently lifted a sky-blue linen cloth covering the small bamboo basket, and a fresh scent of zong leaves came. Yan Ling looked down at the cute There are small and cute rice dumplings lying on the ground in the bamboo basket, and I can't wait to swallow one raw to prove to Ren Feilin how "not disgusted".

I heard Ren Feilin's voice with a smile in my ear: "There are eight rice dumplings here, each of which has a different taste, some are wrapped with red dates, some are wrapped with longan, some are wrapped with egg yolk, and some are wrapped The ones with mung beans, and the ones with bacon... There are salty ones and sweet ones, Brother Yan Ling will definitely be able to eat what you like."

"You are really... ingenious!" Yan Ling said with emotion.

He has not eaten rice dumplings made by his family for many years, and it was the first time in his life that a beautiful girl like Ren Feilin personally made rice dumplings. Looking at the basket of green and lovely rice dumplings, he just felt quite There are many, but suddenly feel that there is very little, too little for him to taste carefully.

He thought unkindly, anyway, Liezi has a bad stomach and is not suitable for eating zongzi, so let him taste only one!Eight minus one, the rest is his own...

He decided to put the zongzi in the refrigerator and eat one every day. In this way, he can taste different flavors every day, and he can eat the food made by Ren Feilin himself every day, and he is happy every day.

Ren Feilin looked at the flattered expression on Yan Ling's face, and knew that she had once again hit Yan Ling's heart. How could this idiot be so easy to dismiss?
It seems that all the men in the world, except her brother lie, are all the same. If they give a little charity, they will immediately wag their tails like a pug. The flattering appearance is really boring.

She felt bored in her heart, but because Yan Ling still had a very necessary use value to her, she still had the expression she should do on her face.

She drooped her long eyelashes, purposely not looking at him, and said shyly, "Brother Yan Ling just likes it."

"I like it." Yan Ling replied quickly.

Ren Feilin stopped talking and rubbed her toes lightly on the ground. She raised her head and looked at him, as if mustering up her courage: "Now, can I go to brother Yan Ling's house? I... I have a stomach ache." hungry."

"Ah?" Yan Ling was stunned, and subconsciously glanced at the zongzi in the basket: "Didn't you cook the zongzi yourself?"

Ren Feilin smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'm slow... I've been packing these for a long time, and I haven't had time yet."

When she said this, Yan Ling automatically understood that she was reluctant to eat, and kept everything for him.

His heart was suddenly like cream soaked in a milk glass, soft and sweet, almost turned into mud with happiness.