Chapter 10: Seven-year itch is a bit sweet 3

Miyazaki was gone, without a trace of nostalgia, without a little sadness, just like the countless negotiations he had conducted, ruthlessly defeating his opponent.
When He Ling pursued Miyazaki, everyone said he was crazy.
They all said that Miyazaki, the man who was so cold as to count his biological father, would not fall in love with anyone.
He Ling also felt mad.
At an ordinary party, it was just a glimpse of Jinghong, and he fell completely.
Like someone, you will never know how much you like it without meeting you.
At the first glance at Gong Yan, He Ling knew that he was finished.
He wanted to untie his tight neckline, to kiss his pale lips, and to make him frosty in the corners of his eyes.
What he wanted more was to reflect him in his dull eyes.
He Ling chased Miyazaki for half a year, exhausted all his efforts, and moved the entire secretary team of Miyazaki to become his support group.
The other day Miyazaki asked him, "What the are you doing?"
He Ling usually slipped on his lips, and now he was stuck: "..."
Miyazaki frowned.
He Ling said, "I want you."
Gong Yan opened his eyes wide.
He Ling said the most restrained sentence in this life: "I'm not playing around, I'm after you on the premise of marriage."
Miyazaki was dumb, her light gray eyes were always indifferent, because they were blank but somewhat cute: "You want to marry me"
He Ling Zheng focused his head: "Yes."
Miyazaki asked, "You like me"
He Ling: "I like you more and more." None of this sentence is false. I really like it more and more. I don't see the end like it.
"I am a man."
He Ling: "I know."
Miyazaki: "You are also a man."
He Ling: "I am. If you are not sure, I can take off my clothes and verify my body."
Miyazaki lowered her lips and smiled: "You really want to marry me"
He Ling: "I want to dream."
Gong Yi paused and said softly, "Okay."
At this moment, He Ling thought that she was thinking long and hard, but she couldn't help but finally got mad.
Of course, He Ling is an opportunist who doesn't even let the illusions go: "Let's get a certificate now!"