Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Ling Ying secretly bit her tongue in Ah Fei's arms, regretting her nonsense.

This is all right, I lifted a rock and shot myself in the foot.

"I'm joking! He is a coach, of course he is a professional."

Saying that, the hands around his waist also hugged him even tighter, and he rubbed his face twice on his tight pectoralis major which was stretched by the white shirt.

But Ah Fei is still the same as before, neither hugging her nor pushing her away, just with such a cold face, watching her act like a baby rolling in his arms.

"Then let me ask you, how many times has he skipped independently?"

How did Ling Ying know, she didn't read the coach's profile carefully at all.

She thought for a while and replied, "How come there are hundreds of times?"

"It's only a hundred times, and you dare to let him take you to jump? You might as well jump off by yourself!"

Ling Ying took a deep breath, ok, wrong answer again.

As for independent skydiving, she really thought about it.

But A Ying said that independent skydiving requires at least half a month of training.

If you want to skydive independently after only half a day of training, first of all, the regular base would not dare to do such nonsense.

If there is a base that dares to do this, then she will be mentally prepared to accept a 20%-30% or even lower survival probability...

Ling Ying was here to play, not to die, so he dismissed the idea immediately.

However, she is very envious of Ah Ying. Ah Ying has the qualifications to skydive independently, and she can even lead students to jump in tandem.

"Actually, I don't know how many times he has danced. I thought it was hundreds of times, and he has a license. He must be qualified to be a coach."

"If you have jumped 25 times independently, you can get an entry-level license if you pass the assessment, but it is still far from being able to lead people to skydive..."

He obviously still had a lot to say, but he probably felt that she was doing too many things, so he finally took a deep breath and said nothing.

Ah Fei was too lazy to explain to her.

Ling Ying quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"You know a lot, you also know about skydiving?" Ling Ying flattered her like a dog.

Ah Fei squinted at her, "They all look like you, why don't you just go straight to school without doing your homework?"

She smiled awkwardly, and quickly changed the subject, "Come to see me early in the morning, are you still hungry? I'll take you to eat breakfast? This breakfast is not bad."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to touch A Fei's firm belly.

Ah Fei pressed her hand: "If I don't talk about you, it will be endless to touch?"

From his fierce reprimand, Ling Ying heard the sweetness of pampering, so she became even more unscrupulous, and rubbed against his pectoralis major again.

"Brother Fei's figure management is so good, don't let people touch it, what a waste."

Ah Fei frowned and looked at her with a look of disgust, and put his hand on her forehead: "Is your face clean, rub it around."

But Ling Ying stuck it up even harder, "I've washed my face! And I didn't have makeup on so I dared to rub against you."

Her boyfriend has a cleanliness disorder, and Ling Ying has known for a long time. In the past few years with him, Ling Ying has not been so slovenly.

It may also be that the inner emotions are restored to order, and all aspects of life are in order.

In short, although Ah Fei didn't give her half a smile, Ling Ying knew that he wasn't that angry.

He disliked her, reprimanded her and so on, just annoyed her for coming to play such a dangerous project without saying a word.

If he really didn't want to talk to her, he wouldn't have come to her at all.

She held A Fei's hand, "Go, I'll take you to dinner."

With that said, she was about to walk towards the restaurant.

Ah Fei held her wrist instead, "Don't eat, it's inconvenient to exercise after eating."