After being proposed by a blind man, I married into a wealthy family

Ling Su felt a toothache when he saw the "whole sugar" on the milk tea label, so he backed away and said, "Drink it yourself."

"There are a lot of people who bought it, and I've been waiting for a long time." He Yanhui didn't give up, and there was even a hint of coquettishness in his tone, "I haven't drank it yet, try it."

Ling Su raised his eyes to look at him, his wrinkled nose was red from the cold, his eyes were complicated, and even a little disgusted.

He Yanhui just smiled, staring straight at Ling Su with that kind of deep eyes that people couldn't refuse.

Ling Su stared at him for a while as if competing, when the students passing by couldn't help but look at them.Ling Su hurriedly lowered his head and took a sip of the milk tea, and while speaking vaguely, he dragged He Yan back and walked out: "It's okay, it's okay."

As soon as he took it, he already tasted the sweet and cloying jasmine taste of the milk tea.

Ling Su doesn't like things that are too sweet, and after drinking this syrupy milk tea, he feels that his throat is almost sticking together, but when he turns his head, he sees He Yanhui who is smiling so hard that his eyes are crooked.

——This is an uncommon expression.

It is not the same as Mr. He who is always tired of work and has a weak smile.

Ling Su looked at He Yanhui who was drinking sweet water as happy as a baby, lowered his head, smiled and sighed.Forget it, as long as he is happy.

Just now, he walked side by side with Yi Xing for a while, and he was on guard almost the whole time, keeping his hands in his pockets around his stomach.

Even though he knew Yi Xing would not do anything to him in public.

But that defense is almost instinctive.

But after seeing He Yanhui, Ling Su relaxed almost subconsciously, and now the only thing that echoes in his mind is "Can He Yanhui stop drinking sugar water next time?" "What reason can I use to persuade him?" Quit milk tea."

But looking back at He Yanhui's child-like expression on the corners of his eyes and brows, Ling Su thought it was okay.

It's not easy for him to be childish.

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The two of them didn't discuss where they were going, but walked side by side naturally.

The students still have classes in the evening, and they are walking out of the dormitory area in twos and threes with books in their arms.The teenagers pushed and shoved, with bright smiles on their faces.

Seeing that there were many people in front of him, He Yan naturally walked around to the other side of Ling Su and let Ling Su walk inside: "You... have nothing to ask me?"

After holding back for so long, Mr. He finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He sat and dealt with all kinds of people arranged by the old man every day, and almost met all the sisters and sisters of the aristocratic family he could see, just waiting for Ling Su to mention something inadvertently.

Whether you are jealous or not is not the main thing.

He Yan couldn't answer, so he awkwardly wanted Ling Su to intervene in his life, so that his hot head could find a place to balance it.

But Ling Su still looks calm until now: "What do you want to hear?"

He Yan stood still and looked straight at him.

The class bell in the teaching building rang, and the students who were still outside rushed in, and the originally noisy forest path suddenly became quiet.

Except for the black cat that jumped suddenly among the grass, there were only the two of them left.

Standing at the bottom of the sidewalk, He Yanhui was still a bit taller than Ling Su. He turned sideways and looked at Ling Su. At that moment, many emotions flashed in his eyes.

In the end, it is still lonely.

He Yanhui's eyes were like the surface of the sea that had lost the last ray of light. After the sunset, it was so dark that there was no bottom to it.

But it is also very calm, with a certainty that can remain unchanged for hundreds of years.

"It's nothing." He Yanhui slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and the original rippling smile disappeared.

"I can wait."

Ling Su was noncommittal, and smiled quietly: "You'd better... think again."

When going back, Ling Su refused He Yanhui's request to let the driver come and drive, waved with He Yanhui and drove away by himself.

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For the first time in his life, Mr. He encountered a problem that he could not solve.

He thought about it dozens of times every day, and finally came to only one conclusion.

Ling Su is not a good suitor.

He is dismissive of all things that can be thrown with money, and he seems to be reluctant to take most romantic actions.

He Yanhui also thought about it very seriously, whether he could do something like driving a car with a car of roses to the door of Lingsu shop to propose marriage.

But thinking about it later, Ling Su probably wasn't unusual either.

In fact, at the beginning, He Yanhui still felt jealous because of Yan Qing's appearance, wondering if Ling Su would have the same interests and hobbies in work as him, and working together would make them fall in love with each other for a long time.

But after waiting for a long time, he found that Yan Qing, a young man with a warm atmosphere all over his body, didn't make Ling Su want to get in touch.

Ling Su didn't care about anyone at all.

Now he is more like a bystander, seeing everyone as a passing passerby on the street, thinking that whether you come or you go, anyway, I don't care too much.

Ling Su had been interested in the two of them for so long, and the ending was not too good, so he probably gave up.

He Yanhui felt like a guest who had missed the boat, holding a luxury ticket that should have been first class, but could only watch it slowly leave the port.

Even though the distance was not far away, the speed at which the ship departed could not be considered galloping.

But you can only stand on the shore and look far away, and when you reach out, there is only an empty sea.

At night, He Yan leaned back against the street lamp downstairs of Ling Su's house, watched the smoke slowly burn between his two fingers, then pinched it off lightly, changed direction and continued to stand.

Obviously he didn't need to see Ling Su, but He Yanhui still stood in the wind for a long time to let off the smell of cigarettes - he got used to it.

He had a social event today, and after three rounds at the wine table, the group of men inevitably changed places.He Yanhui didn't have much interest in this kind of pastimes, but after all, he had to talk to people, and he had to abide by other people's rules.

As soon as they came in, they were followed by twenty pretty little things.

This is the top pin, gold, and cave in Haicheng. The princesses and young masters who come in are all beauties, and most of them are covered with a layer of gauze.

It was freezing cold, and a group of drunk men insisted on blowing the air on the top floor.

As soon as the window was opened, the wind from the river directly poured in, instantly the room was filled with red gauze, filled with the decadent aroma of powder.

They Yi Xing leaned on the sofa and wore their overcoats, but they didn't feel much. He Yan looked back at the people in front of him, only to see that their legs were trembling from the cold, and their eyes were quite indifferent.

He didn't have much interest in this kind of fun.

If Mr. He wants it, there are many beautiful and clean little things.

But when the people next to him pointed at the two little boys to stick to him, He Yanhui thought of Ling Su inexplicably.

Human sexual intercourse is a matter of course, how can a man not have the urge to do three ways.

But He Yan looked back at the young boy who was almost lying on his thigh, but he couldn't see any waves in his eyes.

"Open a room and settle down." Most of the people next to them went out with their arms around each other. He Yanhui told the secretary, but he asked the driver to turn around and come to Ling Su's place.

He was full of tobacco, alcohol and fat, so he didn't dare to go up and startle Ling Su.It's just that he stood downstairs for a long time as if he had to clock in every day, smoked half a pack of cigarettes, and when the energy of drinking all night had dissipated, leaving only a faint pain in his uneaten stomach, he Just turned around and went back to the car.

"Mr. He." The driver called out respectfully.

"Go."

Go to that house, not go home.

He Yan looked back at the city immersed in darkness outside the window, but still couldn't figure out what Ling Su wanted him to think about.But another voice became more and more clear in his mind.

Of course he was impulsive towards Ling Su, he was caught off guard and aggressive, but it was different from any other kind.

It's not for entertainment, and I don't want to be perfunctory.It doesn't have the ignorant and turbulent emotions of young people, but it can't be said that it is easy for a veteran.

He wanted this person, to have them all.It's not about the concern with it because of responsibility, nor about the desire to pay because of skin.

This person is what he cherishes and wants to get. If Ling Su is not willing, he will wait until he is willing.

In short, it wouldn't work if it wasn't Lingsu.

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But on the second day when He Yanhui felt that he had figured it out, Ling Su had a little trouble himself.

He thought the situation was minor—he accidentally sprained his foot when he went downstairs to take out the trash.

Ling Su stood on the spot and slowed down, twisted his ankles and turned his waist with the old man who was working out next to him, feeling that everything was fine for him.

Thinking of this, Ling Su went to the store by himself. After cleaning the inside and outside, Yan Qing, who had just arrived in the store, realized that Ling Su was a little lame.

"What's the matter with you?" Yan Qing has stayed in Ling Su's store for a long time, and seeing that the two-month temporary worker agreement with Ling Su is about to come to an end, she has become acquainted with Ling Su.

When he heard that Ling Su sprained his ankle, he showed a rather exaggerated expression: "Then why are you here to work?"

"It's okay." Ling Su smiled so much that she showed a row of small white teeth, "I was sprained in college and ran a relay. There are a total of five and I surpassed three of them, first."

Ling Su forgot about it after she finished speaking, but she didn't know that Yan Qing, who lives on the Internet, turned around and posted on Weibo.

And when Ling Su was slowly going downstairs from the second floor, holding on to the handrail, he saw He Yanhui standing at the door angrily—his head hit the small wind chime at the door again.

Although a bit guilty, Mr. He was really angry.

When Ling Su finished descending the stairs and his feet were firmly on the ground, He Yanhui strode into the shop with unstoppable distress in his voice: "What's wrong with you!"

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