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"Ahem, cough, let's not talk about this topic, let's talk about when we will get married!" Sensing a deep crisis, Meng Zhe quickly changed the subject.

Lin Yingtong punched Meng Zhe on the chest angrily: "What are you talking about, we haven't even graduated from college yet, so it's too early to talk about marriage!"

"What's the matter, just as you said, if we don't get married, then engagement will be fine, right?" Meng Zhe didn't insist on hearing what Lin Yingtong said, and took a step back.

"That's not okay, we have to be engaged at least until later, otherwise there is no talk!" Lin Yingtong's tone was very firm, with no intention of giving in at all.

"Okay, okay, it's up to you, I don't really care!" Meng Zhe reluctantly agreed, but judging by his expression, he agreed reluctantly.

"By the way, why did you decide on our marriage so desperately?" Lin Yingtong asked curiously looking at Meng Zhe's gloomy expression.

"Aren't I worried that you will be snatched away by some badass!" Hearing Lin Yingtong's question, the depression on Meng Zhe's face did not diminish at all.

Although Lin Yingtong said her heart was very sweet, her face was still calm, and she continued to ask: "You are so good, why do you have this worry?"

Meng Zhe shook his head: "It has nothing to do with whether I am good or not, it mainly depends on whether I am attractive enough. Although I am very confident in my appearance, I can't stop a little milk dog from snatching you away! "

Lin Yingtong took a sip: "Go to hell, you are still a little milk dog, I think you are just a little milk dog, you have no temper at all, especially after meeting girls!"

Meng Zhe: "..."

"How are you, have you nothing to say?" Lin Yingtong stared at Meng Zhe's expression change, and after seeing Meng Zhe's speechless face, she smiled happily.

"No, it's not that I have nothing to say, I just don't want to say it!" Meng Zhe shook his head and denied Lin Yingtong's conjecture.

"No matter what, I won't leave you!" Lin Yingtong said firmly.

Meng Zhe pressed his mouth tightly, but was pulled down by Lin Yingtong: "What's wrong with you?"

After being pulled away by Lin Yingtong, Meng Zhezai couldn't control himself any longer, and said directly: "Ahem, maybe, after all, we are still so young, and everything is still unknown. Maybe you still don't know what to do now." You said you liked me, but the next moment you threw your hands away!"

Without waiting for Lin Yingtong to speak, Meng Zhe continued: "Let's not talk about us young people, just talk about those adults, there is a divorce case every five seconds, and someone enters the palace of marriage every ten seconds. Often don’t think too much, everything has two sides!”

"Meng—Zhe~" Lin Yingtong listened patiently to Meng Zhe talking about those poisonous chicken soups on the Internet, but her complexion became darker and darker.

Meng Zhe's body trembled: "What's wrong with you?"

"There's no cure for your problem, right? I'm so pissed off, I almost didn't get mad at you for a heart attack!" Lin Yingtong took a few deep breaths, her voice full of anger.

"It should, maybe, maybe, it can't be saved!" Meng Zhe said uncertainly.

"Give me a reason why it can't be cured?!" Lin Yingtong said with a dark face.

"Think about it, if it can be saved, as for the delay until now, it has been cured in the last life!" Meng Zhe said helplessly.

Lin Yingtong pursed her lips, but she couldn't speak. After all, what Meng Zhe said was the truth. If it could be cured, it would have been cured as early as in the previous life, so it wouldn't be delayed until now.

Looking at Lin Yingtong's uncertain face, Meng Zhe decided to change the subject: "Oh, by the way, I saw a rice noodle shop run by my aunt in the business district, and she made the meatballs!"

Listening to Meng Zhe's cautious tone, Lin Yingtong said helplessly, "If I hadn't known about your problem, any other girl would have saved you!"

"Yeah yeah, so I want to thank you, thank you for always supporting me!" Meng Zhe gently kissed Lin Yingtong's face, and said in a magnetic voice.

Lin Yingtong smiled: "Just know!"

"Open your mouth, ah~" Meng Zhe reached out to pick up a spoon to make a ball, and gently handed it to Lin Yingtong's mouth.

Lin Yingtong gently pushed back: "Eat, I'm full!"

"No, you have to eat more, or you will really suffer from health problems!" Meng Zhe's tone was very earnest, and he handed the spoon to Lin Yingtong's mouth again.

"Okay, okay, I know you care about me, but you can't starve yourself!" Lin Yingtong couldn't resist Meng Zhe, and opened her mouth to eat the balls.

"Don't worry, I'm already Bigu, so I don't have to worry about being hungry anymore!" Meng Zhe chuckled, made another ball and handed it to Lin Yingtong's mouth.

"That doesn't work either. Bigu is one thing, and eating is another. Let me ask you, do you want to be a high-ranking immortal, or an ordinary person in the mortal world?" Lin Yingtong didn't eat the meatball this time, His face became ugly again.

Meng Zhe said without hesitation: "Wherever you are, I will save you!"

Lin Yingtong fed the ball into Meng Zhe's mouth angrily: "I like to say some things that make me happy, but I don't actually do any of them!"

"Who said no, I want to help you solve a problem!" Meng Zhe argued.

"What's the trouble?" Lin Yingtong's face was full of confusion.

"I can't tell you, this is a surprise I gave you, and it's right to save you if it's guaranteed to be a sensation!" Meng Zhe said mysteriously.

"It's so mysterious, I really don't know what you're doing!" Lin Yingtong's curiosity wasn't that strong, and she didn't continue to ask after seeing that Meng Zhe refused to tell her.

"Oh, by the way, you said these are meatballs made by your aunt, and they are delicious!" Lin Yingtong suddenly remembered that Meng Zhe had just mentioned the origin of the meatballs, and she sincerely praised them.

"That's for sure, and I don't want to see whose aunt it is!" Meng Zhe said in a serious tone.

"You've got to be horny!" Seeing Meng Zhe's appearance, Lin Yingtong hit Meng Zhe with her fist angrily and amusingly.

"What's the matter, my own aunt's meatballs are so delicious, what's the matter with being so sexy?" Meng Zhe retorted unconvinced.

"Okay, okay, you can be sexy, I just want to ask, did she ask where the balls are going?" Lin Yingtong said helplessly.

Meng Zhe nodded: "This is really a question!"

"Then how did you answer?" Lin Yingtong asked nervously.

"I'll tell her directly that you want to eat!" Meng Zhe said honestly.

"Is it gone?" Lin Yingtong's eyes were a little disappointed.

"There is more, do you want to listen?" Meng Zhe shook his head and said.

Lin Yingtong's eyes lit up again: "Really, I want to listen!"

"Why are you?"