Self-investment

Jian Ling stared blankly at the ring made of grass stems on his left ring finger, his mind went blank.

Her brain had froze, she opened her mouth a few times, but couldn't utter a word.

Originally, I just came out to relax, why did I suddenly talk about the topic of marriage?Why did Mumu suddenly propose to her?

Jian Ling sorted things out in her mind for a long time, but she couldn't figure it out.

She felt that her thoughts were all covered with a layer of paste, which was so thick that she couldn't shake it off. At the same time, her heart was beating at a very high frequency, and she didn't know whether it was excitement or nervousness.

Marriage was too far away for Jian Ling, she had never thought about it, and she was not mentally prepared for Luo Yimu's proposal.

So from the moment Luo Yimu said these words, her expression has been stunned.

Luo Yimu was very patient, maintaining the posture of kneeling on the ground, holding her left hand in the palm, and waited for 10 minutes.

The rain has stopped, and the water drops under the eaves are falling on the bluestone slabs, ticking, and the grass sprouts washed by the rain in the yard are very fresh.

Jian Ling was completely dazed, with his mouth slightly open, and he didn't utter a single syllable for 10 minutes.

The scorching, hot brightness in Luo Yimu's eyes gradually dimmed, he narrowed his eyes, laughed at himself in a low voice, and said, "I see." He took off the straw ring on Jian Ling's hand.

Jian Ling was shocked, the mud in his mind had melted a lot, and his expression became clear. Seeing that Luo Yimu was about to take off the ring on her finger, he hurriedly clenched his five fingers into a fist to stop Luo Yimu Actions.

"What are you doing?" Jian Ling angrily withdrew her fist from Luo Yimu's palm, turned her back behind her, and stared at her vigilantly, for fear that she would snatch her ring back. Want to take it back, are you embarrassed? I'm not ashamed!"

"Aren't you okay?" Luo Yimu didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw her put her hands behind her back like a treasure.

"Who said I don't want it? Did I say it? Do you have evidence? Which ear of yours heard me say no?"

"It's an engagement ring."

"Yeah, so you want to take the ring back and regret it, don't you? You don't want to marry me, do you?"

Luo Yimu shook his head and smiled helplessly.

Obviously it was Jian Ling who refused to accept it, so how could it be that she wanted to go back on her word when she beat him back?

"A Ling, I don't want you." Luo Yimu frowned, and sat cross-legged beside Jian Ling, with a hint of grievance in his words, "If you don't accept my marriage proposal, you still want to take my engagement ring. "

Jian Ling smiled, "Did I say no?"

"Then you agreed?"

Jian Ling propped his chin, deliberately whetting Luo Yimu's appetite: "You ask again, let me think about it."

So Luo Yimu knelt on the floor again, and asked Jian Ling again: "Jian Ling, are you willing to marry me?"

Jian Lingnian blushed, and opened her mouth to agree, but her teeth clenched, she bit her tongue, her mouth was immediately filled with the smell of blood, the pain made her small face wrinkle into a ball, she covered her mouth and took a deep breath.

"Ah..." Her eyes were about to drop from the pain.

Luo Yimu's face changed suddenly, and he quickly broke away Jian Ling's hand, pinched her cheek and asked her to open her mouth, "Where did you bite? Open your mouth and let me see."

Jian Ling opened her mouth obediently, pointed to her own mouth, and said vaguely, "This... ouch—" her fingers touched the wound, and she howled again in pain.

Luo Yimu parted her lips and asked her to stick out her tongue. After examining it carefully, there was a bite on the coating of the tongue, a small piece of blood, and even the teeth were stained red, which looked very scary.

Luo Yimu brought a glass of water from the room, rinsed Jian Ling's mouth quickly, and asked her to open her mouth again, so that she could see the wound clearly.

The cut is shallow, and the skin is broken a little, not a big problem.

Luo Yimu breathed a sigh of relief, and laughed at her: "Those who don't know think you are only three years old, and you can bite your tongue when you say a word."

"Aren't I excited?" Jane Ling's tongue hurts and her speech is slurred.

Fortunately, Luo Yimu understood.

"Okay, the rain has stopped, and it's getting late." Luo Yimu pulled Jian Ling to stand up, "Go back, if it gets dark later, you won't be able to drive."

"Wait a minute, there is still one most important thing to do!" Jian Ling hurriedly stopped Luo Yimu, and knelt down on one knee, regardless of her tongue hurting.

Luo Yimu was confused and didn't know what she wanted to do.

Jian Ling looked up at Luo Yimu, her expression was so solemn for the first time, she showed all the seriousness in her life, cleared her throat, and said, "Luo Yimu, I am willing to marry you and let you be my wife .”

The wound hurts, so my speech is slurred and I have a big tongue.

The combination of seriousness and humor made Luo Yimu happy.

I have never heard of anyone who knelt on one knee to accept other people's marriage proposals.

Jian Ling always surprises her.

"What are you laughing at? Be serious. This is serious business." Jian Ling pursed her lips.

Luo Yimu coughed dryly, and immediately put on a straight face.

The wind blows the tree, Luo Yimu stands, Jian Ling is half kneeling, the two of them maintain this posture, and they stand still for a long time in the corridor with bamboo floor, Jian Ling's knee hurts, so she grinned at Luo Yimu. Yimu said: "I have already agreed to your marriage proposal, so you have nothing to say?"

"Didn't you keep me serious?"

"Be serious, and give me some response at the same time, right? Otherwise, how will I end up? It's embarrassing, okay?"

Luo Yimu was awakened by Jian Ling's words, quickly helped Jian Ling up, stepped between her legs, put his arms around her waist, raised her chin, and pecked lightly on her lips.

And a little taste of the wound in her mouth.

"So, my fiancee, are you willing to go home with me now?" Luo Yimu's beautiful thin lips pressed against the corner of Jian Ling's mouth, gently asking for her opinion.

"Go home." Jane Ling said happily.

Before leaving, the two went to thank the monk in charge of the temple, and then bowed in front of the Buddha.

On the way back, Jian Ling kept staring at the ring on her left ring finger. The more she looked at it, the more beautiful she became, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

However, the storage period of the stems of plants is limited after all. Jian Ling was not finished being happy, and was worried that the ring would wither within two days, so he hurriedly went online to find out how to preserve the plants for a long time.

Jian Ling thought again, let alone, the legend of Xianhu Temple is quite efficacious. I just made a wish on the lake, that I would never be separated from Mumu, and I immediately got a marriage proposal from Mumu.

Jian Ling was so excited that his eyes never stopped all afternoon. He looked at the ring for a while, turned on the phone camera, took dozens of photos from various angles, and then sneaked a glance at Luo Yimu.

From today on, this person is his fiancée.

She recalled the word "fiancee" in her heart, and it was sweeter than honey, so sweet that her eyes narrowed, and the corner of her eyes drifted to Luo Yimu's face, and she quickly retracted it, covering her mouth Secretly beautiful in his heart, his mouth was almost grinning to the back of his head, but he didn't want to laugh out loud, as if Luo Yimu would find out.

She is now a fiancée, and soon, Luo Yimu will be his wife, lover, wife, wife...

In the 5000-year history of China, there are so many names for partners. Jian Ling recalled each of them in her heart. When she thought of one, she saw Luo Yimu once. Luo Yimu's heart skipped a beat, and she was a little distracted when driving. .

No, if it goes on like this, there will be a car accident. Luo Yimu slammed on the brakes, parked the car on the side of the road, pulled the handbrake to turn off the engine, and unbuckled his seat belt.

Jian Ling couldn't understand Luo Yimu's operation, "What's the matter, Mumu? Is there something wrong with the car?"

"No." Luo Yimu answered neatly, and with a click, the buckle of the seat belt was loosened. The back of her neck, and kissed her lips accurately.

The flames aroused by Jian Ling's eyes were not so easy to calm down. Luo Yimu's movements were a bit rough, prying open Jian Ling's jaw in a rampage, sweeping across her mouth, pulling out the tongue hidden inside, and slammed suck.kiss.

There was a wound on Jian Ling's tongue, and she couldn't help Luo Yimu's sweeping, there was a slight tingling, Luo Yimu also tasted a little blood, and couldn't restrain it.

Jian Ling wanted to respond to Luo Yimu, but she was confined in the car seat by the seat belt, so she had very limited room to move, so she could only passively bear Luo Yimu's fierce kiss, and Luo Yimu's tongue scraped hard on her tongue All of a sudden, with a grainy feeling, Jian Ling's spine was tingling, and the tingling sensation on the tailbone continued down, and her legs twisted together restlessly.

"Mumu...slow down..." Jian Ling managed to find a chance to speak in Luo Yimu's dense kiss, begging for mercy repeatedly, "You kissed me so...my legs are so weak..."

What kind of begging for mercy was this, and it became more and more unbearable for Luo Yimu.

Luo Yimu bit the sticky man in his arms hard.

Then let her go, resting his forehead on her shoulder, panting heavily.

In the narrow and airtight space, there was an overwhelming hormonal atmosphere. Luo Yimu groped for Jian Ling's car door, pressed the window, and let the cold wind blow in all at once, before it was blown away. The scorching heat accumulated in the chest.

Jian Ling was in pain from being strangled by her.

Jian Ling's lips were red and swollen from being bitten by Luo Yimu, covered with a moist color, extremely plump and beautiful.

Luo Yimu gasped for a moment, his heart calmed down a bit.

But seeing those plump lips hooked up by her kiss again, she smiled emotionally, "Mumu, do you want to try the car?"

The brilliance in the eyes is wonderful, with a stream of spring water in them, it's hard not to be tempted.

Jian Ling stroked Luo Yimu's cheek with her left hand, brushed her long hair scattered on her forehead behind her ears, and the ring on her ring finger was very eye-catching.

The worthless grass stalk, just because Luo Yimu made it himself and put it on for her on one knee, is more precious than all the rare treasures in the world.

Luo Yimu held her hand and kissed her repeatedly.

Like the most loyal believer who fell at Jian Ling's feet.