People write diaries in Douluo, and Bibi Dong criticizes them like crazy

On Saturday, Zhao Ling went to Dugubo's mansion as agreed with him.

After all, he made a promise, so he can't break his promise, right?

After entering the door, Zhao Ling asked Dugu Bo.

"Poison Douluo, where is your precious granddaughter? Since you invited me to come and hope that I will be your grandson-in-law, I will naturally get a gift from my future wife to show my sincerity."

"Ahem..." Dugu Bo coughed a few times and said to Zhao Ling.

"Demon-Suppressing Douluo, you don't need to make it so obvious, right?

It’s as if no one wants my granddaughter, so I’m half selling her and half giving her away. "

"I didn't say that, it was your own intention. I simply said that I want to give my future wife a gift. Is there a problem with this?"

Zhao Ling grinned evilly, and his teasing look made Dugu Bo want to scold his mother.

"Yanyan is in the boudoir, you go up the stairs to the second floor, turn left and there is the third room.

You go find her yourself, just pretend I don't know anything and I'll arrange the lunch. "

Having said that, Dugu Bo went straight down. He was a titled Douluo after all, and he had dozens of servants at home to serve him.

Of course he doesn't need to do things himself, he just needs to arrange them.

However, Dugu Bo always felt that he didn't want to chat with Zhao Ling.

After all, his granddaughter was devoted to him. No matter how much his grandfather persuaded her, she would not listen, so he could only let it go.

The key is that when Dugu Bo looks at Zhao Ling's ridiculously handsome face, he will think that his own cabbage will be humiliated by this guy sooner or later, and he will feel very uncomfortable.

Even though the other party was very kind to him and his granddaughter, he just felt uncomfortable and could only turn a blind eye.

In response, Zhao Ling just smiled and walked towards the second floor.

After going up to the attic, he went all the way to Duguyan's boudoir, then raised his hand and knocked on the door.

After knocking a few times, Dugu's cold and lazy voice came from the door.

"Grandpa, I'm still very sleepy now. Can you let me sleep a little longer? It's hard to go home on Saturday, but why do you stay in bed so much?"

After hearing this, Zhao Ling understood that Dugu Bo had definitely not told this girl that he would come to their house for dinner on Saturday.

So this girl hasn't even gotten out of bed yet, so Zhao Ling replied jokingly.

"Yan'er, it's me... If you don't want me to go in, then I'll go back..."

Dugu Yan, who was still sleeping in bed and was in a daze, felt that the voice seemed very familiar.

Who is coming? It seems, it seems...

Hey... Suddenly Dugu Yan felt blessed in his heart, and his beautiful eyes suddenly opened wide, filled with confusion.

"Brother Ling? Why does it seem to be Brother Ling? Am I dreaming now?

Surely, it must be because I miss him so much? So I think about it every day and dream about it at night.

No, I have to go to the house to find him, otherwise, I feel like I won’t be able to sleep well..."

So Duguyan, wearing a silk nightgown, rubbed her groggy eyes, got up from the bed, sat in front of the dressing table and started putting on makeup.

Zhao Ling's ears were so sharp that he easily heard her talking to herself in the room at this moment, and the corners of her mouth twitched wildly.

Is this girl really stupid, or is she pretending to be stupid? She was already at the door of his room, and she thought she heard wrongly? ? ?

Forget it, Zhao Ling didn't bother to wait for the girl to open the door and walked through the door.

Entering Duguyan's boudoir directly, she saw her wearing a green silk nightgown, combing her hair in front of the mirror.

Then he went straight to Dugu Yan and took a closer look at the girl who was now eighteen or nineteen years old.

Although this girl's appearance is not as good as that of Xiao Wu, A Yin and others, she is definitely not far behind.

At the age of eighteen or nineteen, even if she had just woken up and had not had time to put on makeup, her skin was as white as jade without makeup, and it could be broken by a blow.

Looking at it, Zhao Ling almost wanted to touch her pretty face, but he didn't mess around. He just raised his hand and patted her shoulder lightly.

Dugu Yan was startled and quickly saw the tall man standing behind her through the mirror.

She was immediately overjoyed, stood up, and threw herself into Zhao Ling's arms.

"Brother Ling, why is it really you? Long time no see, Yan'er misses you so much..."

Zhao Ling also directly hugged the girl who fell into his arms and smiled softly.

“I went out to do some things before, and I just came back these days.

I met your grandfather in Sunset Forest two days ago, and he invited me to your house for dinner.

Originally, I didn't like going to other people's houses for food, but I suddenly remembered that my Yan'er was waiting for me, so I readily agreed. "

"It turns out it was grandpa who asked you to come. It's true. Grandpa didn't tell Yan'er in advance, so she didn't even put on makeup.

Brother Ling, will Yan'er look bad and ugly like this? "

After saying that, Dugu Yan looked at Zhao Ling with some worry, fearing that he would say that she looked very ugly without makeup.

Zhao Ling is naturally not that stupid. Although this girl without makeup can't compare with some top beauties in Douluo Continent.

But she is definitely a beautiful woman, how could you say she is not good-looking?

So Zhao Ling said to Dugu Yan with a serious expression.

"Nonsense, how can my Yan'er be ugly? My Yan'er even has no makeup.

She is also more beautiful than many school and city beauties. You have to have confidence in yourself. "

Zhao Ling's words made Dugu Yan very happy, and then he stood on tiptoes and wanted to kiss Zhao Ling on the cheek.

As a result, she thought about it and stood directly on the stool, making her half a head taller than Zhao Ling.

Then he held Zhao Ling's face with both hands, lowered his head and kissed him on the lips.

Although a kiss on the cheek would make her happy, she felt that kissing brother Ling on the cheek would not bring the satisfaction of kissing.

After a while, Dugu Yan let go of Zhao Ling, and then looked down at Zhao Ling with a nostalgic look.

"Brother Ling, do you know? Yan'er has liked you since the first time he saw you.

A large part of the reason is that Brother Ling is super good-looking, and Yan'er is interested in him. "

Dugu Yan smiled shyly, but still bravely confessed.

"Of course, there is also the reason why Brother Ling helped Yan'er remove the poison from the green-scaled snake. Since then, Yan'er has vowed to marry Brother Ling in this life.

If I don't marry you in this life, Yan'er would rather die alone. "

Zhao Ling listened to Dugu Yan's confession words and reached out his hand to pat her butt gently.

"Silly girl, you really don't think your brother Ling is old. Brother Ling is obviously several times older than you."

Dugu Yan shook his head slightly and looked at Zhao Ling tenderly.

“I don’t mind it, of course I don’t mind it… With Brother Ling’s strength, he will probably still be like this even if it takes a few hundred years.

But in a few hundred years, Yan'er may just be a handful of loess. If you don't dislike Yan'er, Yan'er will have to thank God. "