Italian First Love Diary - Chapter 4

【twenty three】

Maybe it is because I understand Lingjun’s nature too well. I never worry about him coming into contact with other opposite sexes. On the contrary, I still find it interesting, because he can’t get rid of it, and it’s so cute that he can’t avoid it.

Mr. Ling does not chat with other people of the opposite sex, nor does he have any friends of the opposite sex. It is not that I restrain him, but he instinctively feels that with a girlfriend, he should draw a clear line with everyone.

There are also some people who are savouring in their backs, saying that Ling Jun hasn’t married me yet, and he won’t be able to spoil me after marriage.

I remember that once, I fought against Ling Jun’s nest and quarreled.

Mr. Ling’s friend put eye drops on him and said: “She has such a temper, can you bear it?”

Obviously, Mr. Ling and I still had a serious quarrel, and Mr. Ling didn’t allow others to say that I was not a good thing. He glanced at me coldly and said, “My girlfriend, it’s your turn to tell me?”

【twenty three】

Speaking of, when I first went abroad, I was living with my cousin.

It just so happens that my cousin is a friend of Lingjun. When he went home with him, he occasionally mentioned something stupidly: “A little cousin came to my house. She is quite cute. Why don’t you go and see?”

Ling Jun glanced at him contemptuously, presumably thinking that this person is really abominable and nasty.

His cousin, what is he going to join in the fun?

So refused.

Turn up old things accidentally and think about it.

Ling Jun sighed, “If I had gone to his house at that time, would I have met you earlier? Fall in love earlier?”

In my heart: You don’t think you know you early enough, do you? The little sister raised by one hand is not enough?

【twenty four】

Mr. Ling has a friend, call Mr. K.

Mr. K looks good and has a sweet mouth, so he has always walked a long way on the road of picking up girls.

One day, when he had a new girlfriend, he was impatient to show off his affection in front of Mr. Ling: “These clothes, these pants, these shoes… are all my girlfriend bought for me. Does your girlfriend buy you? Buy?”

“Her money, just spend it on herself.”

“You can’t do this, now that men can pay, we must keep pace with the times!”

Mr. Ling was silent, probably didn’t know how to communicate with this unstinting fellow. After a long time, I said, “Is it really okay for you to eat soft rice like this?”

“Eating soft rice is also my ability!” Mr. K is complacent.

When I talked about money, I said to Ling Jun: “If I earn the first money, shall I buy us a house first?”

Ling Jun refused without thinking, “My love nest, I want to buy it with the money I earn.”

【25】

Recently, I played Fantasy Westward Journey with Mr. Ling, he will help me practice my account.

After answering the phone, he said to himself: “Would you like a teacher?”

I am perfunctory, “It’s up to you.”

Mr. Ling thought for a long time, and said firmly: “I still can’t do it, worship me as a teacher.”

I spewed out a mouthful of old blood and said, “You are really fat and water that doesn’t flow into outsiders’ fields.”

“After leaving the teacher, marry me.” He suddenly said a sensational remark, which made me unsuspectingly attacked, and my heart beat suddenly.

This is really…rebellious! But I like it.

【26】

Since childhood, Mr. Ling has been the one who cleaned up the mess for me.

He didn’t allow others to say that I was bad, and once he returned home, he would personally discipline me and make me miserable.

I usually get into trouble at his house and smash the bowl. When Lingjun’s mother asked, he shouted: “I smashed it.”

After making the ground wet, Ling Jun shouted again: “I put the water.”

Turning off the refrigerator too hard, he almost removed the door of the refrigerator, and Ling Jun immediately reacted, “I closed it.”

As for the last few days, I don’t know what I played on his bed. I jumped twice and broke the board.

Ling Jun couldn’t bear it. He put a brick underneath. When he was about to teach me, his mother asked, “What’s wrong with your bed?”

Ling Jun gritted his teeth and stared at me coldly: “I jumped!”

It’s really a good pot.

【27】

When I have a temper, I will shout angrily: “I hate you!”

Mr. Ling lowered his voice and replied aggrievedly: “It’s okay, I just like you.”

Feeling that it was not enough, he added: “Anyway, you hate me, it’s not a matter of once or twice.”

【28】

My cooking skills are poor, and I can be called the queen of the dark cooking world.

On the contrary, Mr. Ling is very talented in this aspect, forming the opposite of justice and evil with me.

Anyway, he can cook, and since childhood, I haven’t bothered about it.

Occasionally, I heard that Ling Jun wanted to eat the poached eggs I cooked personally, and he could even taste the instant noodles I cooked.

I really felt that he was annoying, so he agreed to cook for him and make an omelette.

Mr. Ling was very happy to go out and went home at noon. As expected, there was a pile of poached eggs on the table.

He picked it up with his chopsticks, took a bite carefully, and frowned-looking at such an expression that hesitated to talk, it didn’t seem very good.

I dissatisfied and said: “How is it? Doesn’t it taste good? This time I deliberately controlled the heat, and it didn’t get burnt!”

Mr. Ling pursed his lips for a while, and muttered, “But he is not familiar.”

As soon as the voice fell, Huang Cancan’s egg liquid flowed from the broken egg body and into the bowl.

I just remembered: Ling Jun doesn’t like to eat raw, not at all. I don’t like meat or seafood. I am very picky. But I only like meat. Steaks cannot be swallowed without blood. Usually, he is used to picking and picking in his bowl and grabbing meat to eat.

【29】

Eat fried dough sticks in the morning and add vinegar to the bowl.

Mr. Ling stopped me, “Don’t add it.”

While falling on Xing’s head, I am faint and I don’t listen. Immediately afterwards, his hands slipped and Ling Jun was full of vinegar.

He took a deep breath and opened it again, looking at me, as if saying: You are dead.

【30】

Because Lingjun and I’s school is in another city, we have to take a half-hour train to class every morning.

He will cook the breakfast, heat the milk into a thermos, and take it to the train to feed me.

I licked the small cup, leaned on Ling Jun’s knee with the milk, and said ambiguously: “Do you want to see beautiful girls drinking milk?”

Ling Jun frowned, glanced at the distance between me and his waist, Feng Qingyun said flatly: “Dare to fall on me and kill!”

My back was numb, and I withdrew my hand angrily, not dare to make any trouble.

After thinking about it, the picture of Ling Jun full of milky white milk in his pants—well, it seems really not very good.

【31】

In the past, when Lingjun finished class, he would send him some text messages: “It’s raining, I’m waiting outside so cold. Go to a fast food restaurant to eat fried rice cakes, you must come and pick me up.”

After sending the text message, he stared at the door stupidly.

My hero, will definitely step in through this door and take me home.

But in fact, the follow-up of the story is often like this: “In addition to fried rice cakes, what else did you eat? Did you eat deep-fried spring rolls? How much vinegar and spicy sauce was added? If you don’t tell the truth, you are dead.”

“…” I was wronged.

The author has something to say: Cao Deng will be cured by pointing to Kan Xiu En Ai Wen’s comments tomorrow~