"Now you understand, right? That's why I said that we should keep our distance before we get married, control ourselves, and not be too presumptuous."
Song Ying'an's face was still flushed. After hearing what Lin Xuanjiao said, she did not respond but only nodded in agreement.
Lin Xuanjiao felt that she had to find a topic to divert attention at this time, otherwise she would keep talking about this topic. Lin Xuanjiao also felt embarrassed because she was the one who brought up this topic.
Lin Xuanjiao looked at the bouquet in her hand and tried to find a topic to talk about, "Why did you think of giving me flowers?" Song Ying'an heard Lin Xuanjiao's question before he came back to his senses, so he quickly put aside the messy thoughts in his mind.
"I've seen gay men give lesbians flowers before, and the lesbians who received the flowers were very happy. I also hope that you can be as happy as the lesbians who received the flowers."
Sincere words can often touch people's hearts more than sweet words. At least now Lin Xuanjiao feels warm in her heart.
Looking at the bouquet in her hand that had clearly been carefully arranged, Lin Xuanjiao curled her lips and said, "Thank you for the flowers. I love them."
Song Ying'an's eyes suddenly lit up, "Then I will send it to you every day until you get tired of it."
Lin Xuanjiao looked at the bouquet in her hand and felt that there was no need to be so exaggerated. If she was given flowers every day, the Youth League Home would not be able to hold them all. The houses in the Youth League Home were already very crowded, and there were six people living together. How could such a place hold so many flowers?
Lin Xuanjiao didn't want to throw away the flowers Song Ying'an gave her so quickly and replace them with another one. She still wanted the flowers Song Ying'an gave her to wither naturally.
"You don't have to send me flowers every day. Wait until the flowers you sent me are about to wither before you send me a new bouquet."
Song Ying'an felt a little disappointed but didn't refute what Lin Xuanjiao said. She said with a lost tone, "Okay!"
Lin Xuanjiao looked at Song Ying'an in this state, and she wished that the parents of this body would come soon so that she could marry the man who suited her taste.
If someone had told Lin Xuanjiao a few days ago that she was about to get married, she would have definitely called that person a psycho.
After all, even Lin Xuanjiao herself could not have imagined that she would have decided on this important matter so rashly. Even if it was due to the sleep problem in the Youth League Institute, the development of all this was a bit too fast.
Instead of dating for a few years and then deciding whether to get married, they skipped that period and got married directly. The gap in time was really too big.
Lin Xuanjiao looked at the sky and felt that it was time for her to go down the mountain. Since she had already told Song Ying'an that they would keep their distance before getting married, she had to really do it. Now was the time to go down the mountain. If she continued to stay here with Song Ying'an, sparks would inevitably arise between the two of them.
Lin Xuanjiao didn't want something like this to happen before she got married, so she said directly, "Let's go down the mountain! Go back and rest early. I see you have dark circles under your eyes too. Didn't you get enough rest yesterday?"
Listening to Lin Xuanjiao talking about what happened last night, Song Yingan's expression became a little unnatural. He almost didn't sleep all night last night, just thinking about whether Lin Xuanjiao would alienate him.
"Then go back and rest early!"
Song Ying'an looked at Lin Xuanjiao, her voice filled with hope: "Do you want me to hold your hand and lead you down the mountain?"
Lin Xuanjiao looked at the sky. Because it was earlier today than yesterday, it was not as dark and Lin Xuanjiao could see the road clearly.
Even if she could see clearly, Lin Xuanjiao still reached out her hand. Even if she could see the road clearly, what did it matter? Her boyfriend wanted to hold hands. Couldn't she even satisfy him with such a simple question?
Song Ying'an untied the cloth wrapped around her hand, carefully took Lin Xuanjiao's hand, and said in a gentle and doting tone, "Let's go!"
Lin Xuanjiao couldn't resist this kind of voice at all! She turned her head away, not wanting to see Song Yingan's face, which was so tempting to her.
Turning her head, Lin Xuanjiao saw the leftovers. "Oh no! We haven't even cleaned up the leftovers yet. Don't they want these wooden boxes anymore?"
Song Yingan then remembered that there was something he hadn't dealt with, so he said, "That's it! I always felt like I had forgotten something, and it turned out to be this matter!"
Feeling the warmth in his palm, Song Ying'an didn't want to let go of this hand at all, but even though he was reluctant, he had to continue to pick up the food on the ground.
After letting go of Lin Xuanjiao's hand, Song Ying'an actually felt a little empty. Song Ying'an knew that he was doomed this time. Facing such a Lin Xuanjiao, he would only become more addicted. Moreover, this feeling could not be controlled and he did not want to control it.
It didn't take Song Ying'an long to clean up the food on the ground. During this time, Lin Xuanjiao also wanted to help clean up, but was stopped by Song Ying'an.
After being blocked several times, Lin Xuanjiao decided not to help anymore. Since you don’t want me to do it, then you can do it by yourself slowly!
After Song Ying'an packed up his things, he looked at Lin Xuanjiao again and asked, "Are we still going down the mountain?"
Lin Xuanjiao looked at Song Ying'an with some confusion. How could she ask such a question? What else could they do if they didn't go down the mountain?
Before, Lin Xuanjiao thought Song Yingan was quite smart, but now it seems that he just has a smart face but not so smart at heart.
Watching Song Ying'an busying about, Lin Xuanjiao thought again, wouldn't her and Song Ying'an's children also look like their father? That way, they would have several smart children in the family.
Forget it. Lin Xuanjiao didn't expect her own child to be very successful. Anyway, she could afford to raise him. As long as he wasn't a prodigal son, it would be fine.
After thinking about what was in her heart, Lin Xuanjiao replied to Song Yingan: "Of course we have to go down the mountain. We were all preparing to go down the mountain just now."
Song Ying'an was a little embarrassed when she heard this: "You just promised to go down the mountain hand in hand with me, are you still willing this time?"
Lin Xuanjiao was furious. It seemed like he had gone through so much trouble just for this one thing! It even made her doubt his intelligence.
Wouldn't it be better to just say it directly? Why beat around the bush? She wouldn't get angry.
"Just tell me what you want to do. There's no need to go around in circles like this. I'm already doubting your intelligence."
"Then will you still agree to hold hands with me this time?"
Lin Xuanjiao rolled her eyes at Song Ying'an. All those words she had just said were wasted, right? Now she was still agonizing over the issue of holding hands.
Forget it. After all, she was the one who chose him, and she was quite satisfied with him. So she didn't bother to argue with him. Lin Xuanjiao extended her hand to Song Ying'an.
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