Chapter 1181 - 1181 1181 Isnt that too greedy

Chapter 1181: Chapter 1181: Isn’t that too greedy? Chapter 1181: Chapter 1181: Isn’t that too greedy? “Life or death uncertain,” Yang Qingyin said softly, “I guess my time is almost up.”

After Yang Qingyin had finished, she looked at Luo Ziling with a smirk, “You’ll have one less opponent in the future.”

“You’re speaking in riddles!” Luo Ziling also looked back at Yang Qingyin with mock seriousness.

“Weren’t you going to tell me something?” Yang Qingyin tilted her head, “What about that pretty girl?”

“The academic conference ended, and she has left; we won’t meet again,” Luo Ziling chuckled, “Let’s not talk about that woman anymore!”

“I think I’m starting to understand,” Yang Qingyin said with a meaningful smile, “Alright, let’s drop that topic.”

Luo Ziling also smiled and said no more about it.

“By the way, what did you tell your mom when you went back?” Luo Ziling shifted the topic.

“Maybe one of these evenings, my mom will meet with your mom,” Yang Qingyin smiled again, “When my mom heard your mom wanted to talk to her, she actually got a bit scared. But she’s still prepared to brave it out. She says at most your mom will warn her not to get close to your dad, and they probably won’t argue. Maybe, they can have a good discussion about us.”

“What do you hope they’ll discuss about us?” Luo Ziling looked at Yang Qingyin with a mischievous grin.

Yang Qingyin’s face turned red, and she shot Luo Ziling a glare, “Whatever they want to discuss is their business, and I certainly won’t ask.”

“Will they discuss how to separate us?”

“Do you wish for that?” Yang Qingyin pinched Luo Ziling, “I know you must want that so you can rightfully get together with other women. Humph, you big flirt.”

“Senpai, your imagination is really rich, and you’re blinded by sweet and sour jealousy, you know that?”

“Annoying junior,” Yang Qingyin got somewhat flustered and annoyed by Luo Ziling’s words, standing up to “attack” Luo Ziling. “Where is this sweet and sour vinegar? Go get some for me, now!”

But her hands were quickly caught by Luo Ziling, and he then pulled her into his arms.

“If you add some sugar to the vinegar, doesn’t it become sweet and sour?” Luo Ziling said this and then bit Yang Qingyin’s lip.

Of course, Yang Qingyin resisted, pursed her lips, and wouldn’t let Luo Ziling kiss her.

Just as Yang Qingyin was struggling to break free, Luo Ziling’s phone rang.

Seeing it was from Ling Ruonan, Luo Ziling quickly let go of Yang Qingyin and picked up the call.

“Ling’er, if you’re free, why not come over for dinner this evening?”

“Sure!” Luo Ziling agreed without hesitation, “I’ll come over in the evening.”

“That’s great, see you tonight!” Ling Ruonan didn’t say much else and hung up the phone.

“Are you going?” Luo Ziling asked Yang Qingyin.

“No, you have things to discuss today, so I won’t get in the way,” Yang Qingyin shook her head, “Later, let’s go have a snowball fight and take photos at the Summer Palace, how about that? If you’re not interested, I’ll go by myself.”

“No problem,” Luo Ziling readily agreed, without any hesitation, “When there’s something fun, of course I’ll celebrate. This afternoon I’ll skip class again and accompany you to enjoy the snow.”

He had to act as if whether heaven fell or the earth opened, it had nothing to do with him.

“You’re not going to call Luo Yuqing as well, are you?”

“Just the two of us, happy now?”

“Hmph!” Yang Qingyin snorted before adding, “Actually, you could invite her too. One more beauty for company, one more bit of happiness for you.”

Luo Ziling acted as if he hadn’t heard her, and just then, the waiter arrived with their dishes, giving them pause in their conversation.

After dinner, the pair held hands and strolled through the Summer Palace.

Another heavy snowfall had adorned the whole world with elegant charm.

Since it was a weekday, coupled with the approaching final exams and the cold weather, there were few visitors in the Summer Palace.

Arm in arm, they walked slowly through the park on a not-so-thick blanket of snow.

Yang Qingyin, with gloved hands, clung to Luo Ziling’s arm, resting her head on his shoulder, looking utterly content.

“As this cold air moves south, it might even snow in the South,” Yang Qingyin whispered as they walked. “The weather forecast said that there’s a cold wave coming, the temperatures will drop even lower. Hopefully, we’ll be able to see snow in the South.”

“Actually, the snowy scenery here in the Summer Palace and the flavor of the South should be quite similar, right?” Luo Ziling, after taking a few photos of the snowy landscape with his phone, chuckled. “The ambiance of the gardens in the South, the green vegetation, is also quite similar. But the snow in the North isn’t as spiritual as the snow in the South.”

“What do you mean by ‘spiritual’?”

“For instance, the snow in the North is too dry to hurt anyone in a snowball fight, but Southern snow could knock someone half dead!”

Yang Qingyin burst into laughter, “That’s utter nonsense!”

But Luo Ziling was serious, “I’m not wrong. Why not try me? I’ll form a snowball and hit you with it, and you’ll see if it hurts.”

“Don’t be annoying,” Yang Qingyin said as she grabbed some snow from a nearby tree and wiped it on Luo Ziling’s face. “Who bullies people like this? You should stand still and let me throw instead.”

“Alright then, I’ll stand still, let you throw to your heart’s content,” Luo Ziling stood firm and instructed Yang Qingyin, “Go ahead and hit me with all you’ve got. If you hit me, you can claim you’re awesome.”

Yang Qingyin quickly let go of Luo Ziling’s hand, grabbed a handful of snow, and threw it at him.

She missed, hitting next to Luo Ziling. She threw again, but Luo Ziling dodged with agility.

Another one, and again Luo Ziling sidestepped.

Out of breath from throwing several snowballs without hitting Luo Ziling, Yang Qingyin ended up huffing and puffing.

Taking advantage of the situation, Luo Ziling mischievously ran up to Yang Qingyin and tickled her.

Yang Qingyin immediately burst into laughter, nearly toppling over in the snow.

“The truth is, when a beauty laughs heartily, everything becomes spirited,” Luo Ziling watched Yang Qingyin, her face flushed and laughing uncontrollably, and helped her up, “It’s the mood of the people that counts, the scenery is just for extra points.”

“My gloves are wet, my fingers are numb with cold,” Yang Qingyin said as she took her gloves off, blowing on her red, frostbitten fingers, “I wished I had worn insulated gloves.”

Luo Ziling stuffed Yang Qingyin’s hands into his own coat and embraced her entirely, saying with overflowing affection, “Have you noticed you’re getting more and more beautiful?”

“Really?” Yang Qingyin, with her arms wrapped around Luo Ziling’s waist, asked as she looked up after hearing this, “You think I’ve become prettier?”

“Your joyful smile, it’s more beautiful than anyone else’s!”

“Then you need to make me laugh often, don’t let me get angry.” Yang Qingyin said, pouting, “Anyway, it’s been a while since you made me happy.”

“Since I’m in a good mood today, I’ll make sure to amuse you properly,” Luo Ziling replied, lifting Yang Qingyin’s chin with a flirtatious gesture, “Babe, give me a smile—there’s a reward if it’s a pretty one.”

“Get lost,” Yang Qingyin said as she opened her mouth to bite Luo Ziling, who agilely dodged and tickled her again.

And so, Yang Qingyin burst out laughing once more.

Seeing Yang Qingyin laughing so freely, Luo Ziling, too, smiled happily.

With such a beauty by his side, would he be too greedy if he still wasn’t satisfied?