Chapter 1131: Love crying

I don’t know how long the bathroom door was finally opened slowly. Nangong Ruoer stood there shyly wearing Yang Ling’s white shirt. Although the shirt was longer and could cover most of her body, she had big white legs. Still show "exposure" completely.
Needless to say, there must be nothing in the shirt...
Nangong Ruo'er's face flushed red, and she thought she would definitely be teased by Yang Ling's brutal onlookers, but she didn't expect this guy to not look back, and was sitting at the table writing something at the moment.
"He doesn't look at me?"
Nangong Ruo'er felt a little lost when she saw this, but she walked over under the curiosity trend and asked curiously: "Master, are you still working hard at this late hour?"
Yang Ling smiled and closed the book, and turned his head around. Although she had felt it a long time ago, she almost had a nosebleed when she saw the woman's current posture.
This is too exciting!
In many cases, looking at the light thoroughly without the excitement, not to mention that she is now wearing her own shirt, and the looming spring light under the shirt is even more exciting.
She seemed to sense that Yang Ling's eyes were burning, Nangong Ruo'er exclaimed, and squatted on the ground with her chest, but under this squat, the shirt was about to go up...
"Ding, you shattered Nangong Ruo'er's wish that you don't want you to look at yourself with strange eyes. It's a +1."
Yang Ling lowered his head and glanced at the shy and attractive appearance of this woman, knowing that she could not be moved, but still had the urge to throw this woman down now.
Fortunately, he knows the consequences of falling, the instinct for survival is greater than the instinct of male "sex", he hurriedly said: "Ruoer, don't squat, this is not more "exposed"!
"you you you you!!"
Nangong Ruoer's desire to die was gone, she finally cried out, crying and choked: "Master, you bully!"
"Bullying! I don't want to be like this..."
"Ding, you shattered Nangong Ruoer's desire not to be bullied by you continuously. It is a +1 for "sex"."
Seeing this woman look like this, Yang Ling smiled bitterly, this is love, it seems that it is not only for himself, but also for Nangong Ruoer.
It seems to be very uncomfortable for an ancient woman to be teased like this...
Yang Ling felt soft, squatted down and hugged her gently, and said softly: "Don't cry, don't cry, I am not good, I apologize."
"Go to sleep, just sleep."
Nangong Ruo'er was even more sad when she heard this. She looked at Yang Ling with rain, and said with a bit of resentment as she cried: "Why didn't you like this then, if you..."
"I, I won't..."
She choked so hard that she couldn't speak, but Yang Ling was moved in her heart.
At that time?
Won't it?
In context, coupled with proficiency in deduction, Yang Ling's translation in his heart is: if he could treat her like this at that time, then she would not die!
If you didn't guess wrong, the death of the female fragrance should be related to her previous life.
Now that the information is interrupted, we can only make persistent efforts.
The soft voice comforted him for a long time, and finally coaxed the girl to stop crying. Yang Ling found that although the girl in ancient times was gentle and lovely, she was fierce in her bones.
He struggled with his lips and tongue to stop Nangong Ruoer's tears.
He took the woman to the bed and covered the quilt himself. Yang Ling smiled and said, "I will go to that piece of woolen towel to wipe your tears. Don't cry. If you cry again, your eyes will be swollen. How to go out and play."
Nangong Ruo'er nodded gently, and watched Yang Ling walk to the bathroom.
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In the bathroom, Yang Ling cleaned up briefly and hung up Nangong Ruo'er's red ancient Hanfu in infuriating air, with a smile on the corners of her mouth.
He naturally left a shirt on purpose just now, otherwise Nangong Ruoer would cry in shame, how can he get information if he doesn't cry?
It seems that I am still very talented!
After everything was done, Nangong Ruoer seemed to be a little tired, but she still asked, "Master, what were you writing before?"
"I seem to see my name."
Yang Ling blinked at her and said with a smile: "The secret, you will know it later."
"Ok……"
The woman nodded obediently, and after yawning lightly, she said a little bit tiredly: "You don't tell me, I won't ask."
"I'm sorry, you are wronged to sleep elsewhere. After we get married, you can..."
The voice is getting smaller and smaller, but he has already fallen asleep.
Yang Ling smiled slightly when he saw this, but lay down on the sofa, took out the small book again and started writing.
He seemed to have fallen asleep too after a while, and Nangong Ruoer slowly opened her eyes in the dark. She stared at Yang Ling with her back to her. After a while, tears slipped down unconsciously. He whispered softly: "It's different, it's still different after all..."
"You are how good he should be..."
She whispered very softly, but Yang Ling seemed to hear something in her sleep, her eyelashes moved lightly, and the corners of her mouth showed a faint smile.
In the early morning of the second day, the neatly dressed Nangong Ruoer gently shook Yang Ling. Seeing this guy rolled over and moved her eyelids, she chuckled and said, "My son, it's morning, it's time to get up."
Yang Ling yawned and opened his eyes to look at Nangong Ruo'er's smiling face, with a smile on his face likewise.
"Ruoer, it's great that you are still there."
Nangong Ruoer chuckled softly: "The little girl has nowhere to go, so she can only follow the son."
As she said, she seemed to realize something, and said lightly: "My son, we are not married yet, you are not allowed to call me Ruoer, you should call me Ruoer girl!"
After last night's events, this woman seemed to be a lot more cheerful. Although these words sounded annoying, in fact they were more witty jokes.
Yang Ling thought of something and suddenly said, "Ruoer, shall we get married today?"
"Huh!? Really!"
Nangong Ruo'er heard a surprise on her face, but the surprise was only a moment, the next moment she stared at Yang Ling blankly, tears streaming down again.
"Ding, you have satisfied Nangong Ruoer's wish that you can tell him about marriage, and the wish is worth +1."
Yang Ling smiled and said, "Why are you crying again? Don't you want it?"
"No...not..."
Nangong Ruoer "rubbed" his eyes, and gently shook his head: "The son can say that, my concubine is very happy."
"It's just... but now I am not qualified to get married."
She was thinking about the sadness, tears could not stop dripping.
"My son, I...Woo, I know myself, I am not good enough for you, I can't harm you..."
Yang Ling sighed in his heart when he saw this woman's appearance. He reached out his hand to wipe the tears from the woman's face and said with a smile: "Silly girl, whether you are wearing a Hanfu or a shirt, you are all you."
"Whether I am wearing a robe or a t-shirt, I am who I am!"