Chapter 94: Foreboding

When Ling Ruonan was struggling, Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin still sat back to back in the chairs shaded by green willows in Yuanmingyuan, eating and chatting leisurely.

"Senior sister, have you regained some strength?" Luo Ziling felt very comfortable with Yang Qingyin's soft back leaning against his body, and he really hoped that the two of them could sit and chat like this all the time. But seeing that the sky was getting dark, it was getting late, so I asked in a low voice.

Relaxing her body comfortably, Yang Qingyin, who put her entire weight on Luo Ziling's back, still hadn't fully recovered.

She felt lazy all over and didn't want to move.

But she also saw that it was getting late, and it was getting chilly, and the park would be closed soon, so it was impossible to sit like this all the time. So after hearing Luo Ziling's question, he immediately agreed, "It's better, why don't we go out first, we'll be locked inside later."

Even though she said that, her body didn't move at all, she was still leaning on Luo Ziling's back.

After a while, she slowly withdrew her strength and sat upright.

Luo Ziling also took advantage of the situation and stood up, quickly picked up some garbage after eating, threw it into the nearby trash can, and then called Yang Qingyin to get up.

Yang Qingyin picked up the bag in front of her, smiled at Luo Ziling, and stood up.

I don't know if it was because of sitting for too long, the nerves were oppressed, or other reasons, when Yang Qingyin stood up, his feet suddenly went limp, and after a low cry of surprise, his body tilted over.

Afraid that Yang Qingyin would fall, Luo Ziling, who saw this situation, quickly reached out to support her and put his arms around her waist.

Yang Qingyin's figure is not plump, it can even be said to be thin, very slender, with a very slender waist.

When Yang Qing groaned on the ring, Luo Ziling even thought of a poem: "Chu's waist is slender and light in the palm."

"Senior sister, you are too thin." When she hugged Yang Qing and groaned, nothing happened, and Luo Ziling didn't feel any blasphemy, but she still couldn't help but tease her: "Kuang Jiaren, you are a layman! , Flying Swallow in the Palm. Don’t be too demanding of a slim waist, health comes first.”

Being surrounded by Luo Ziling, Yang Qingyin felt her body tremble, and her strength seemed to disappear all of a sudden. She naturally leaned into his arms, but struggled out quickly.

"Student, you actually made fun of me with Liu Sanbian's poems." After getting up from Luo Ziling's arms with a blushing face, Yang Qingyin looked at Luo Ziling with a sideways smile and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't make fun of others, I Thinness is natural, not deliberate dieting to be like this."

"Since senior sister said so, I can only advise you to work hard to become healthier, and I will help you." After saying this, Luo Ziling asked curiously: "You also like Liu Yong's words ?”

"Are you allowed to like it?" Yang Qingyin had already adjusted her emotions, and looked at Luo Ziling with a half-smile, "Do you think I can only be immersed in Li Yi'an's sentimentality?"

"Liu Yong's sentimentality is of the same type as Li Qingzhao's!"

"It's still not the same, at least the writing angle is different," Yang Qingyin didn't deny Luo Ziling's statement, after thinking about it, she chanted the masterpiece that Luo Ziling used to make fun of her just now.

"Liandili, Jingu Gardens, Pingkang Alleys, all the places are bustling, desolate for days, never underestimated, with wide eyes.

Kuang Jiaren, who travels all over the sky, flies swallows in her palm. Xiang Daiyan, all of them are wonderful choices. Long is because of alcohol addiction, was tripped by flowers.

It's even more pity, Shujing Pavilion, pillow mat in summer. The frosty moon is cool at night, the snow and sleet are flying towards the sky, and the scenery of one year old can be as good as you want, and you can enjoy a feast.

Floating things happen, fleeting time,

Zizhu is famous as an eunuch. Just laughing, trying to disperse temporarily. But hate the rain and worry about the clouds, the earth is far away. "

This is the masterpiece "Phoenix Returning to the Cloud" by Liu Yong, a famous poet in the Song Dynasty. Yang Qingyin liked it very much and wrote a long essay based on this word. Unexpectedly, Luo Ziling made fun of her today with a sentence in this word.

"I like this word too." Unexpectedly, Yang Qingyin could recite this word completely, and it was quite emotional. Luo Ziling couldn't help being a little surprised, "It seems that we have quite a lot of similar interests."

Yang Qingyin returned a smiling face, but after she silently said the word again, her expression suddenly changed.

"It's a matter of life, and the time is fleeting, and the eunuch is famous. I am laughing, trying to disperse temporarily. But I hate the rain and worry about the clouds, and the world is far away." These few words made her feel very uncomfortable.

When she wrote an essay with this word as the title, she also felt sad for these words, but the sadness at that time was far less touching than it is now. "I'm laughing, try to disperse for a while," these two short sentences made her feel so sad that she couldn't express it in words.

I can't explain the reason, but I suddenly feel it.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Yang Qingyin's expression suddenly changed, Luo Ziling was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Do you feel unwell?"

"No," Yang Qingyin shook his head with a forced smile, "Maybe I've been sitting for too long, and my head is a little dizzy, but I'm fine now."

"I said you are too weak, but I still don't believe it," Luo Ziling joked with a smile, and was a little embarrassed: "Maybe you are tired from walking too much? How about I carry you out?"

"No," Yang Qingyin blushed and shook her head, "It's okay, let's go!"

Luo Ziling didn't force it, and walked out slowly with her.

The two talked casually as they walked.

However, Luo Ziling soon discovered that Yang Qingyin was walking more and more slowly, as if his physical strength was a little too much.

"My feet hurt a little, let's go slowly." Seeing that Luo Ziling had been paying attention to her, Yang Qingyin smiled sheepishly.

"Don't be brave, I'll take you out," Luo Ziling said, and before Yang Qingyin could react, a princess hugged her in his arms.

Yang Qingyin didn't expect Luo Ziling to make a surprise attack, so he screamed out of surprise, and wrapped his arms around his waist naturally.

"Put me down," she begged softly, blushing.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly shy guy was so courageous.

"It's okay, I'm not tired, you're so light, I can carry you out with one hand," Luo Ziling didn't let go, the warm feeling in his arms was so good, he finally had the courage to hug Yang Qingyin, why? Will put her down? Looking at her delicate face, breathing the fragrance from her body, feeling the softness and trembling when the two of them touched each other, he felt that there was nothing more beautiful than this.

Yang Qingyin struggled twice and failed to get out, so she had to accept her fate.

In fact, she didn't really resist being hugged by Luo Ziling like this.

Feeling the strength of his body and breathing the masculine smell from his body, she felt a little drunk.

So, Luo Ziling hugged Yang Qingyin like this, and walked slowly towards the entrance of the scenic spot.

The distance between the face and the face was too close, the bodies were hugged together, and the eyes accidentally touched, which made Yang Qingyin blush naturally.

Luo Ziling couldn't help getting drunk because of her extremely shy look.

He couldn't help but want to kiss Yang Qingyin's face, or her delicate lips...