Chapter 241 No More Depression

After Ling Ruonan left, Yang Qingyin did not leave immediately, but sat there alone.

Her mood is very depressed.

I don't know how long it took, and the phone's WeChat ringtone suddenly rang.

Quickly took out the phone from the pouch, and saw that it was from Luo Ziling.

"Senior sister, are you awake?" There are still a few smiling faces behind.

Yang Qingyin stared blankly at the message for a while, but did not reply.

Luo Ziling's second message came soon: "Senior sister, it's five o'clock, it's time to get up for dinner, I'll be hungry soon."

Yang Qingyin still didn't reply, but stood up, greeted Xiaoli who was waiting aside, and went back to the room first.

Back at the hotel, took the elevator upstairs, and walked to the door of the room. When Xiaoli opened the door, Yang Qingyin knocked on the door of Luo Ziling's room lightly. Soon the door of the room opened, and Luo Ziling's head poked out from inside.

"Hee hee, it turns out that senior has woken up." Seeing Yang Qingyin's sullen expression, Luo Ziling quickly let her into the room, "Didn't you get enough sleep? You look like this."

Luo Ziling's bright smile dispelled a lot of the depression in Yang Qingyin's heart. After she smiled, she said, "What are you going to have for dinner?"

"Don't you still want to eat roast lamb? Then I will accompany you to eat."

"You said that the lamb you roasted is delicious." Yang Qingyin tilted his head, "I want to eat the lamb you roasted yourself."

"No problem," Luo Ziling agreed without any hesitation, "Then let's find a place where we can get a sheep and roast it ourselves."

After saying this, Luo Ziling approached Yang Qingyin, staring into her eyes without blinking, "What's the matter, you look a little downcast. Haven't had enough sleep yet? Are you tired? Or have you been bullied?" ?”

Yang Qingyin shook her head with a smile: "Why are you so depressed, you must be a little confused when you just wake up from sleep, aren't you the same?"

"Okay," Luo Ziling suddenly stretched out his hand, rubbed Yang Qingyin's face vigorously twice, and then said with a smile: "Rub out the muscles on your face, and you will smile."

Luo Ziling covered his face and rubbed it a few times, Yang Qingyin blushed immediately, stretched out his hand to pinch it, and said angrily, "My face is dough? Knead it so hard."

"Then I'll be gentle, and I promise not to rub your face," Luo Ziling said, and stretched out his hand to Yang Qingyin's face, "hee hee, the skin is so tender and feels good to the touch."

With a "snap", Yang Qingyin forcefully opened Luo Ziling's hand, took two steps away, blushed and gave him a sideways glance, "I know I'm bullying others, and I don't want to talk to you anymore." As he spoke, he turned his head on purpose face to go.

"No way, are you angry like this?" Luo Ziling poked his head out from Yang Qingyin's side, "Why don't you rub it back yourself, rub it as you like."

While speaking, he pointed to that same tender face.

Seeing Luo Ziling's cute appearance, Yang Qingyin finally couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.

The pretty face with a smile like a flower was completely bloomed, and there was no gloom just now, Luo Ziling was dumbfounded all of a sudden.

Yang Qingyin, who couldn't help blushing from Luo Ziling's look, couldn't help but give him a sideways glance, and said angrily, "What are you looking at, what's so interesting about it."

"Well, your face was really not very good-looking just now," Luo Ziling nodded seriously, and then smiled immediately: "But now you look good, be good, let's smile again."

So, Yang Qingyin was amused by Luo Ziling again, "I hate it, I know how to tease people."

All the depression disappeared with the smile just now,

Looking at Luo Ziling's youthful face, Yang Qingyin's mood gradually brightened. She tried not to think about what happened just now, and pretended that Ling Ruonan had never appeared.

She would never tell Luo Ziling that Ling Ruonan had come to find her just now, and she would never tell.

After the two made a fuss for a while, they left the hotel and were going to have dinner.

Luo Ziling proposed to take Xiaoli along, but Yang Qingyin finally agreed.

Ye Xiaoli didn't say much, just followed them silently.

Because Ye Xiaoli was close, Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin who were walking in front were also embarrassed to hold hands, and they didn't chat and laugh presumptuously.

On the nearby grassland, I found a restaurant where I could do my own barbecue. Luo Ziling ordered a lamb and other things.

After everything was ready, he took Yang Qingyin to the oven and started working.

"Look at me, Chef Luo, preparing dinner for the two měi nǚ," Luo Ziling smiled at Yang Qingyin, and immediately started to do it.

Yang Qingyin sat on the side, watching Luo Ziling make the roast lamb with a smile, and took out his mobile phone to take pictures.

Ye Xiaoli sat on the side, watching without any expression, while Luo Ziling was making the roast mutton, she kept silent.

Luo Ziling's method of roasting mutton is different from that of ordinary restaurants, but people like Yang Qingyin who have never studied roasted mutton can't see why. Smelling the tempting aroma emanating from the slow roasting of the meat, she still couldn't help but feel greedy.

After waiting for about half an hour, when Yang Qingyin finally ate the delicious barbecue that Luo Ziling handed over, she took a piece of roasted browned meat and ate it with big mouthfuls, regardless of her own image.

Luo Ziling handed Ye Xiaoli another piece, but Ye Xiaoli didn't refuse, took it and walked aside to eat.

"Student, you don't seem to be bragging. Your roast meat is really good." Yang Qingyin praised Luo Ziling while eating, "It's better than last night's."

"Master, my cooking skills are better than ordinary chefs." Luo Ziling couldn't help bragging, and then said proudly: "When there is a chance, I will cook it for you."

"Hee hee, you promised yourself, I didn't force you," Yang Qingyin immediately held out her little finger to Luo Ziling, "What you promised must be fulfilled."

"No problem," Luo Ziling stretched out his little finger, hooked it with Yang Qingyin, and then asked curiously, "Can you cook?"

"No," Yang Qingyin shook her head a little embarrassedly, "I don't know anything, I don't know how to cook, am I stupid?"

"It doesn't matter, as long as I know how to do it," Luo Ziling said mysteriously: "I will cook it for you in the future, and I promise to make you fat and white."

"I don't want to get fat," Yang Qingyin replied casually, and found that Luo Ziling's words had some special meaning, and couldn't help blushing, "You're not me, I can't eat the food you cook."

"Then who do I have to become to eat my food?" Luo Ziling deliberately pretended to be stupid, "Why don't you remind me?"

"I'm ignoring you," Yang Qingyin blushed and ran away, and when she ran away, she gave Luo Ziling a sideways glance.