Chapter 2282 Flirting

Moreover, when Ah Fei and Xiaoying sat together, Xiaoying looked like a little bird, and the two looked very well matched. After seeing this, the mother hoped to quickly arrange the marriage between the two.

After getting married and starting a new life, my daughter's heart will settle down and she will be able to slowly walk out of the shadow of the past.

It is absolutely wrong to always think about the dead. Sooner or later, you will end up thinking yourself into the grave.

She had experienced this herself and definitely didn't want her daughter to go through it.

After Xiaoying's father passed away, she almost followed him. Fortunately, she met her current husband and started living a stable life again. The hurdle in her heart gradually eased.

Therefore, she tried several times to bring the topic to their marriage, but Xiaoying always interrupted her, preventing her from continuing.

Finally, after one topic was over, Ling Ying's mother talked about their marriage, saying that there were few months suitable for marriage this year, and summer was too hot and winter was too cold. Spring and autumn were the most suitable, but there were not many suitable days in autumn, so it would be better to set the wedding soon.

When talking about marriage, the pace of the conversation suddenly accelerated.

Ah Fei held Ling Ying's hand and said sincerely, "Everything will be arranged by Xiaoying."

Ling Ying glanced at Ah Fei and thought, "Well, he acted quite realistically."

If he hadn't told her in advance that he wasn't in love with her, and that he hoped to take it slow if they talked about marriage, Ling Ying would have believed him.

After hearing what Ah Fei said, Mother and Uncle Sheng naturally smiled and nodded repeatedly, and then everyone's eyes fell on Ling Ying.

The pressure instantly came to him, and Ling Ying said awkwardly: "I'm a little hungry, how about we talk while we eat?"

Uncle Sheng smiled brightly: "You were so busy talking that you forgot something so important. Let's go and eat first."

So the four of them stood up and walked towards the restaurant.

Her mother pulled Ling Ying from behind.

Ling Ying turned around to look at her mother and complained softly: "Mom, what are you doing..."

Her mother took her hand, slowed down her pace, and whispered, "Xiao Fei is a good boy, don't be confused."

"I brought him to see you!"

Her mother chuckled and tapped her forehead: "No one knows a daughter better than her mother. I can't hide your little thoughts from you. If you still have some filial piety, settle down as soon as possible and don't let me lose sleep over you anymore."

Ling Ying looked at the dark circles under his mother's eyes, sighed secretly, and wanted to say, you can't sleep, that's menopausal syndrome!

Unfortunately, she only dared to criticize in her heart and did not dare to speak out.

Menopausal mothers are not to be messed with...

During the meal, Ling Ying tried to find a topic to talk about, but did not continue to talk about their marriage.

As soon as the meal was over, Ling Ying was afraid that her parents would catch her and ask her about the wedding date, so she took Ah Fei back to her room upstairs and explained to her mother and Uncle Sheng that she wanted to show Ah Fei her childhood photos.

Seeing that the two of them had a good relationship, my mother and Uncle Sheng naturally didn't say much.

When the two returned to the room, Ling Ying breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on her small bed, "Finally got rid of it."

Ah Fei sat on the sofa, picked up a magazine from the rack next to him, and flipped through it while saying, "Actually, you don't have to avoid this topic. Just tell them your thoughts and plans. They'll have a clear idea and won't push you. On the contrary, the more you avoid it, the more they'll think you don't want to get married, and the more they'll push you."

Ling Ying thought about it and felt that it made sense: "Then how do I tell them? What is our plan?"

Ah Fei looked at her and said, "Just tell me we'll get married in three months."

Ling Ying sat up, frowned, and said, "If after three months, you still haven't fallen in love with me, then we're done, right?"

Ah Fei smiled and said, "So you have to work hard."

“…”

Ling Ying glared at him, it seemed like she was chasing him!

Three months is not only a deadline for him, but also for herself.

If she still can't let go of Qiao Qingze, they will stop wasting time on each other and break up peacefully.

Now that he said that, she felt like she was being too aggressive.

"Don't be so conceited, I'm just..."

"Where's the photo album?" Ah Fei interrupted her, "Aren't you going to show me your childhood photos?"

Ling Ying pursed her lips and swallowed the rest of the sentence. She turned over, took out the photo album from the drawer of the bedside table, walked over to Ah Fei, and handed it to him: "Here, take a look."

Ah Fei didn't take the photo album and looked at her deeply.

Being stared at like this, Ling Ying felt an inexplicable discomfort and handed it forward again: "Do you want to see it or not?"

Ah Fei reached out, grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward.

The next second, she was sitting on his lap.

"What are you doing?"

He held her waist, flipped through her photo album, and said in a calm tone: "I remember you said that we are in a relationship now, so what's wrong with me holding you and looking at your childhood photos?"

As he said this, his eyes fell on her lips.

His bold eyes and ambiguous tone instantly changed the atmosphere between them. Ling Ying's throat began to tighten, and he could no longer speak carelessly. He said, "Yeah... no problem."

Ah Fei smiled and turned his attention to the photo album.

He turned the pages one by one, reading very carefully.

Ling Ying sat on his lap, watching him quietly. Hugging each other so intimately, she couldn't help but feel distracted, and recalled the intimate acts she had experienced with him before...

She remembered the sweat dripping from his chest, his taut abdominal muscles, and the new world she had entered when she was in his arms, forgetting everything.

When she realized that she was recalling all that, her cheeks became hot and she wanted to get up from him.

But he held her waist and said, "Don't move."

Ling Ying's breathing stagnated, "I'm hot..."

Ah Fei then looked at her, put his hand on her collar, and helped her open two buttons of her shirt, "Is this better?"

“…It’s getting even hotter.”

He smiled and helped her unbutton two more buttons. This time, his eyes darkened considerably, but he remained steady and asked, "How about this?"

Ling Ying bit her lower lip: "Have you really never been in love?"

She seriously suspected that this guy was a veteran in the love field!

He averted his eyes from her open neckline. "I wish we had."

Ling Ying was pondering the meaning of his words. He quickly flipped through the photo album and asked her curiously, "Didn't you take a photo before you were ten?"

Ling Ying's attention turned to the photo album and she said that of course she had taken photos, but when she was ten years old, her house caught fire and all the photos were burned.

He nodded regretfully: "That's a pity."

"If it were just some photos, it wouldn't be a big deal," Ling Ying sighed helplessly, "but unfortunately, I lost something more important than photos."