Urban Evil Emperor

Lin Ziyun pretended to be awakened by everyone's laughter, looked up at everyone, with a smile on his face, hugged Siyu into his arms, and said: "My family building is really blessed, Siyu is well-behaved and filial, If you can be my daughter-in-law, our old Zhou family has a virtuous ancestor, and I will talk to Teacher Hou when I leave the hospital tomorrow."

Siyu shyly buried her head in Lin Ziyun's arms, twisted her body and said, "Auntie, you make fun of others anyway, so don't come."

"Silly boy, the more shy you are, the more they tease you. You see, Tong Tong is very generous. After a long time, they will get used to it and won't tease you anymore." Lin Ziyun was half joking and half serious He carefully trained the future daughter-in-law in his mind.

Siyu felt that what Auntie said was not entirely a joke. On the one hand, she was helping herself out of the siege, and at the same time, she was also teaching herself.

She sat up, glanced at Aunt Lin gratefully, and nodded: "Auntie, Yu'er will remember, with your help in the future, I won't be afraid of them bullying me anymore."

After hearing what his mother said, Ting Dong was also very moved.

He knows that some parents regard male and female students together as rebellious, and they even regard the so-called puppy love as a scourge. If they find any signs, they will spare no effort to attack and break up.

Although, he also knew that what his mother said just now was a joke and didn't mean to encourage him to fall in love with Siyu, but his mother didn't object to them being together.

Mom was open-minded, and he was proud.

Suddenly, he felt a gaze shot at him, a little gloomy, and seemed to have a hint of sadness.

Following his eyes, it turned out to be Ju Yingying. Tingdong thought that Yingying's parents divorced, and suddenly seeing Siyu acting like a baby in his mother's arms might have triggered her to feel sad for her life experience, so she gently looked at the people around her. Yunyun said: "Sister, go and talk to Yingying, her parents are divorced, it may be a little sad."

Yunyun raised her head, smiled at him, and lowered her voice and whispered in his ear: "Silly brother, do you think she is sad because of that? You are wrong, she is jealous. I have already felt that she is looking at you." The eyes are wrong, that little girl likes you too, my brother is really very feminine, hee hee!"

These words came out of Yunyun's mouth very easily and naturally, and Tingdong didn't feel any unhappiness or jealousy in her.

In fact, the one who should feel sad the most is not others, but Yunyun.

She had just had a love baptism with Ting Dong, and the other's body temperature and smell had not yet dissipated, but Aunt Lin half-jokingly recognized Si Yu as her future daughter-in-law, how could she remain indifferent in her heart.But she didn't show it at all, Tingdong stared at her deeply, conveying gratitude and relief.

Yunyun lowered her head, showing a trace of loneliness at that moment.

She knew in her heart that there was too much age difference between herself and Tingdong. If Tingdong was six years older than her, it would be okay, but now the opposite is true. He is smart and capable, and his future is limitless. There will be more suitable girls than myself.

Although the two of them already have a close relationship, she also knows that young people nowadays don't take such things very seriously before marriage, and the era when they have to get married after going to bed together is over.Isn't that what the book called "The Heart of a Girl" is written like.

She didn't regret it, she paid for it, and she got something in return. She knew that at that moment, Tingdong belonged to her, completely and wholeheartedly, and that was enough.What about statutory couples, some of whom are not dreamers in the same bed?Instead of that, it's better to keep a sincere beauty. As for the future, let's leave it to the future.

Thinking of this, she let go of her embrace instead, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

There are not so many chairs in the ward, and there are no cups, plates, or any other tableware. Only a pair of convenient chopsticks that Haming bought for a dollar from the snack bar at the door prevents him from grabbing food with his hands.