Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

At this moment, Shutong and Lin Ye are walking on one of the wooden piles. At this time, everyone is busy. With this leisure and elegance, the people who come to enjoy the lake are almost the same as Lin Ye.

It's rare to have a chance to put down the things at hand and come out for a walk.

The bookboy is shorter than Lin Ye, and the stake only allows the next person to pass through. The bookboy can't see what happened in front of him.

"What's the matter, sir?" The boy asked, pointing his toes to see what was ahead.

But he only saw an oil paper umbrella, and then heard his husband murmur: "it's really time to get married."

"You've got it, sir!" The bookboy, too, could not care for anything else. He cried happily. He didn't know how many times he had mentioned this matter in his husband's ear.

But every time my husband said it was not urgent.

This is the first time that a bookboy has heard Lin Ye agree with it.

As soon as he was happy, he forgot the oil paper umbrella in front of him. When he came back, Lin Ye had gone to the oil paper umbrella and dropped his eyes slightly.

Mr. Lin, who has always been calm and elegant, even shows his embarrassment and nervousness.

He could only see her white chin exposed under the oil paper umbrella, her slender fingertips holding the handle of the umbrella, and her blue skirt rolled up by the breeze.

But that's enough, he thought, even if her eyebrows were ugly under the umbrella, he couldn't care.

Heart, is moving.

He clearly heard a voice from the bottom of his heart. When the time came, the person he wanted to spend his life with finally arrived.

"I'm Lin Ye. I don't know the girl's name..." The words of Lin Ye's mouth rolled and rolled. Finally, he asked the words out of his mouth nervously and nervously.

After asking, before waiting for the reaction of the people in front of him, he first twisted his eyebrows and showed his chagrin on his face.

No one asked the girl's name when they met for the first time. If he came forward so rashly, she would think of him as a dandy waiting for him.

The more he thought about it, the more deeply Lin Ye felt.

Until the oil paper umbrella in front of me gently shakes, and then the umbrella face up, the eyebrows and eyes blocked by the oil paper umbrella are finally exposed.

Lin Ye is always hanging his eyes, so the moment the oil paper umbrella is taken away, he is facing the peach blossom eyes full of smile.

There was light in her eyes. He looked carefully and caught the tension and surprise hidden in her eyes.

There is also joy that cannot be erased.

What is she nervous about? What are you surprised at and what are you happy about?

Lin Ye thinks in a trance, and hears the woman's voice in front of her.

She said, "Mr. Lin, my name is Yanqing."

Yanqing also called him "Mr. Lin", but her words were quite different from those ladies who were shy and timid in front of him.

On the first day of their acquaintance, they walked and stopped by the lake until dark. Lin Ye was reluctant to leave when they were parting, but he knew he had to.

So, when he said goodbye, he told Yanqing his heart frankly.

He said, "Yanqing, I'm happy with you."

After a pause, he seemed to be afraid of what Yanqing thought. He said hurriedly: "I tell you that I don't want you to respond to me immediately. Of course, if you like me, I can't do better. I'll send someone to your home to propose marriage right away."

Although Lin Ye's words are so straightforward and frank, he is actually nervous. His hand in his sleeve hasn't been loosened, and his throat is itchy and he wants to cough.