When Ling Ruonan was entangled, Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin were still sitting back to back on chairs covered with green willows in the Old Summer Palace eating and chatting.

"Senior sister, have you regained some strength?" Yang Qingyin's soft back rested on his body, Luo Ziling felt very comfortable, and he really hoped that the two of them could sit and chat like this all the time. But seeing that it was getting dark, it was not too early, so I also asked in a whisper.

Yang Qingyin, who was very comfortable relaxing his body and putting the weight of the whole person on Luo Ziling's back, still had not fully recovered his physical strength.

She felt lazy all over her body, and she didn't want to move.

But she also saw that it was getting late, and it was getting cool, and the park was going to close in a while, so it was impossible to sit like this all the time. Therefore, after listening to Luo Ziling's question, he immediately agreed, "It's better, or let's go out first, we will be locked up in it later." ”

Having said that, her body did not move, and she was still leaning on Luo Ziling's back.

After a while, she slowly regained her strength and sat up straight.

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

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

I don't know if it's because of sitting for too long, the nerves are compressed, or other reasons, when Yang Qingyin stood up, his feet suddenly went weak, and after a low exclamation, his body tilted over.

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

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

When Yang Qing was around his waist, Luo Ziling even thought of a poem: "Chu's waist is slender and his palm is light." ”

"Senior sister, you are too thin," when he wrapped his arms around Yang Qingyin's waist, no accidents occurred, and Luo Ziling did not have any blasphemy, but he still couldn't help but laugh: "Beautiful, all the world's best, Feiyan in the palm of your hand." Don't ask for a slim waist, health comes first. ”

Surrounded by Luo Ziling, Yang Qingyin only felt that his body trembled, and his strength seemed to disappear all of a sudden, and he naturally leaned into his arms, but quickly struggled out.

"Senior brother, you actually make fun of me with Liu Sanchang's poems," After getting up from Luo Ziling's arms with a red face, Yang Qingyin looked at her with a smile Luo Ziling, and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't make fun of others, my thinness is natural, and I didn't mean to go on a diet." ”

"Since Comrade Senior Sister said so, then I can only advise you to work hard to become healthier, and I will help you. After saying this, Luo Ziling asked curiously: "Do you also like Liu Yong's words?"

"Do you want to like it?" Yang Qingyin had already adjusted her mood and looked at Luo Ziling with a smile, "Do you think I can only immerse myself in Li Yi'an's sentimentality?"

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

"It's still not the same, at least the writing angle is not the same," Yang Qingyin did not deny Luo Ziling's statement, and after thinking about it, she whispered the famous work that Luo Ziling used to make fun of her just now.

"Liandili, Jingu Garden, Pingkang Lane, prosperous everywhere, sparse and crazy for days, not lightly burdened, inch heart and eyes.

The beautiful woman, the sky is a layman, and the swallow is in the palm of her hand. To the tortoise feast, all of them are wonderful. Long is because of alcohol addiction, stumbling over flowers.

It's a pity that the Shujing Pavilion is a pillow in the summer. The frost moon night is cool, the snow hail is flying, the one-year-old scenery, as much as you can share, and you will have a feast.

Counting floating things, fleeting time, and famous eunuchs. I laugh and try to disperse temporarily. But he hates the rain and sorrows the clouds, and the earth is far away. ”

This is the famous Song Dynasty lyricist Liu Yong's masterpiece "Feng Guiyun", Yang Qingyin likes it very much, and wrote a long essay with this word, but I didn't expect Luo Ziling to casually make fun of her with the sentence in this word today.

"I also like this song," I didn't expect Yang Qingyin to be able to chant this word completely, and it was quite emotional, Luo Ziling couldn't help but be a little surprised, "It seems that we have a lot of the same interests and hobbies." ”

Yang Qingyin replied with a smile, but after she silently recited the word again, her face suddenly changed.

"It's a floating thing, a fleeting time, a famous eunuch. I laugh and try to disperse temporarily. But he hates the rain and sorrows the clouds, and the earth is far away. These words made her feel very uncomfortable in her heart.

In the past, when she wrote an essay on this topic, she was also sad about these words, but the sadness at that time was far less touching than it is now. "I'm laughing, trying to disperse temporarily," these two short sentences made her feel sad that she couldn't express in words.

I can't say why, but I suddenly feel it.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Yang Qingyin's face suddenly changed, and his face was solemn, Luo Ziling was taken aback, and hurriedly asked: "Are you feeling unwell?"

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

"Say that your body is too weak, and I don't believe it," Luo Ziling joked with a smile, and was a little embarrassed: "Maybe you've walked too much and you're tired of walking, right?"

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

Luo Ziling was not reluctant, and walked outside slowly with her.

The two of them talked casually as they walked.

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

"My foot hurts a little, let's walk slowly," Seeing that Luo Ziling had been paying attention to her, Yang Qingyin smiled embarrassedly.

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

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

"Put me down," she whispered, blushing.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly shy guy is so bold.

"It's okay, I'm not tired, you're so light, I can carry you out with one hand," Luo Ziling didn't put it down, the feeling of warmth in his arms was too good, he finally had the courage to pick Yang Qingyin up, how could he put her down? Looking at her delicate face, breathing in the fragrance emanating from her body, and feeling the softness and trembling when the two of them made physical contact, he felt that there was nothing better than this.

Yang Qingyin struggled twice but didn't struggle out, so he had to accept his fate.

Actually, she didn't resist being hugged like this by Luo Ziling.

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

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

The distance between the face and the face was too close, the body hugged each other, and the eyes accidentally touched, which made Yang Qingyin blush naturally.

Her extremely shy appearance made Luo Ziling couldn't help but get drunk.

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