The charming girl from the 70s seduces her rough husband until he vomits blood

Han Yingying nodded: "Okay, you just have to say it."

Fang Minglang was not polite: "Isn't it a bit too easy to call me uncle now?"

Han Yingying wondered: "Didn't you ask me to scream before?"

"I'm kidding you. Although I am indeed a bit old, you keep calling me uncle, which makes me feel scared. I always wonder if I am really a bit too old."

Hearing this, Han Yingying felt a little guilty, but she didn't expect that Fang Minglang, who didn't seem to care much about anything, would actually care about her age.

Moreover, it was obvious that he always asked himself to call him uncle before.

Why do you think you call him old now?

But she was quite polite: "You're not old, you're just senior."

Fang Minglang felt a little more comfortable and asked: "So, you really don't think that I am almost thirty, a bit old? You know, others at my age have several children."

Han Yingying nodded: "My fifth uncle is several years older than you, but he has only just married my fifth aunt for a few months, and my fifth aunt has just become pregnant, so... people are always different, right? You are just before I have always wanted to pursue true love, so I am not in a hurry to get married.

And haven’t you already thought about it now? When you get married to Senior Sister Li, you will definitely become a father earlier than my fifth uncle. Compared with my fifth uncle, you are indeed not that old. "

Speaking of Li Wan's matter, Fang Minglang thought of what he didn't have time to say on Saturday.

"Li Wan and I will not get married."

Han Yingying didn't take it seriously and nodded, "I know, haven't I already wished you a hundred years..."

But as she spoke, she suddenly felt that something was wrong with what he just said. He and Li Wan were not getting married, but not getting married?

She stopped talking and looked at Fang Minglang: "Not getting married? Why? Aren't you planning to find a mature and stable person who doesn't need love to live with you? And haven't you already told Grandma Hou about this? "

"I originally had such a plan, but after I told my mother, I was scolded by my mother."

"How could it be?" Han Yingying was surprised: "Didn't you say that Grandma Hou has been looking forward to your marriage?"

"She has the same idea as you. She only hopes that I will marry the person I love and form a happy family, instead of just finding someone to live with and fooling around with my life."

Han Yingying was surprised. She originally thought that since he had thought about it this time, something good was coming, but unexpectedly, he was stopped by his mother, who always wanted him to get married.

"But Senior Sister Li is a very nice person. Your mother has also met her, so she should have a very good impression of her."

"The impression is indeed good, but my mother has always been the most open-minded when it comes to marriage matters. If Li Wan and I only got together after making do with each other, it would be very unfair to me and Li Wan. After listening to her After my heartfelt words, I gave up this inappropriate idea.”

"Then..." Han Yingying looked at him, wondering in her heart: "Are you not planning to start a family?"

Fang Minglang smiled warmly: "No, when you persuaded me before, weren't you very clear? You said that if you get married, it is for love. Then since I don't want a perfunctory marriage now, I must continue to wait for someone with love. Marriage."

Han Yingying was quite happy for Fang Minglang in her heart. After all, she felt in her heart that such a good person would just live a perfunctory marriage without changing.

But she was happy, and she wouldn't add drama to herself just because Fang Minglang had figured it out.

After all, she was a woman that Fang Minglang didn't even want to live with.

Seeing Han Yingying dazed, Fang Minglang swept his hand in front of her: "What are you thinking about?"

"Huh? It's nothing." She looked at Fang Minglang with a smile: "Congratulations, you have regained the courage to wait for love."

Seeing Han Yingying finally smiling at him again after a few days, Fang Minglang felt that the blockage in his heart seemed to be relieved instantly.

He was now completely sure that this little girl could really easily influence his emotions.

Just like what Mingzhu said, he might really have feelings for her that he shouldn't have.

But after all, I am not her type. If... I want to have a future with her, I'm afraid... I have to get to know this kid first.

Han Yingying raised her wrist and looked at the time: "I have half an hour to go to class. I'm going back first. Uncle Fang... Fang Minglang, I'm leaving first."

"I'll take you there."

"No, I can just go there by myself," Han Yingying was about to wave goodbye to him, when Fang Minglang said again: "I'm on my way, let's go together."

"Aren't you studying in the teaching building at the back?"

"I have something to do with Mingzhu."

"Oh," Han Yingying nodded, without saying anything else, and walked side by side with him to the teaching building where she had class.

It was the end of autumn, and the autumn wind blowing towards her face was a bit pungent and cold. Han Yingying couldn't help but close her collar.

Seeing this, Fang Minglang took off his coat and put it on her body.

Han Yingying stopped suddenly and looked down at the long coat on her shoulders. She was confused for a moment before raising her eyes to look at Fang Minglang.

Fang Minglang's expression was very natural: "What's wrong?"

Seeing that he was only wearing a sweater, Han Yingying quickly grabbed the man's coat from his shoulders and handed it back to Fang Minglang: "Wear it, I'm not cold."

"I'm not cold either. You wear it."

"No, I..."

"The clothes are all covering you. If you give them back to me, I will be embarrassed. Does it smell bad?"

Han Yingying shook her head: "No, I saw that you were wearing thin clothes, so..."

"It's okay. Men generally have strong firepower and are less afraid of the cold. If you wear it, I don't have to carry it," he said, put the clothes on Han Yingying's shoulders again, and continued to walk forward.

Han Yingying felt a little itchy in her heart for no reason. She should be grateful, but she felt a little bit resentful in her heart. Did this man know how charming he was?

Since you don't like yourself, why...are you so nice to yourself?

What if I can't control myself anymore?

No, no, you have to control it. It's just an elder's concern for a junior, don't let it go.

"Thank you," she pretended to be calm and continued to move forward with him.

Under the old sycamore trees on both sides, the wind blew and the fallen leaves drifted. Fang Minglang lowered his head and felt that the coat Han Yingying was wearing seemed to rub against his hands as she walked.

Just for a moment, some indescribable emotions arose in his heart.

He looked sideways at Han Yingying and asked subconsciously: "Yingying, what type of man do you like?"