Chapter 4 Yang Lin's Marriage

After receiving the wedding invitation, Han Ping felt a sense of the passage of time. In a blink of an eye, he was 26 years old, Yang Lin had a child and was about to get married, and he seemed to be far from being a father except that he was not a virgin.

Thinking about it, she looked at Li Zhaoling and found that she was also looking at herself. She found that she looked over and immediately lowered her little head shyly. Looking at Li Yongqiang and Qu Ping, Han Ping's heart is balanced. At least he is not a virgin, but Li Yongqiang and others are still virgins, which is also a kind of transcendence.

Since it is a celebration, everyone opens their bellies and eats and drinks hard. Anyway, they don't have to spend their own money. After a meal, Han Ping was very full. As for the others, he didn't want to care about it. As long as he was full, he could do it. Anyway, he was not short of money. If he didn't have enough, he could call.

I don't know what's going on. Today, when I saw Yang Lin's announcement of marriage and having children, I was a little annoyed. Maybe I was annoyed about what to do. There is no doubt that I like Li Zhaoling, but what about Xu Xin? Han Ping rubbed his head hard and found that Qin Yufei's figure also appeared in his mind.

He scolded what he was thinking. Han Ping said to his parents and went out by himself. He wanted to relax and get rid of the idea in his mind. Of course, that idea was allowed in the era of dungeon.

Walking on the road, there was no wind, no rain, and even sunlight. So the more I walked, the more I seemed to be more irritable. When the pedestrians around me saw Han Ping, I wanted to ask him for an autograph and leave a group photo or something, but before I approached, I was stopped by an invisible barrier.

At the exit of the dungeon, Han Ping looked up and was a little stunned, but then walked out. Although after five years, the soldiers defending the city are still in the same group, and today they have been checking Han Ping's identity certificate.

Giving an identity certificate like a bank card in peacetime to the soldier, Han Ping found that his cultivation had been raised to the peak of the soldier level. Although he was not a genius, it was not too slow. If there is no accident, if you come back in 20 years, you should be able to practice six or seven times.

Looking at the little guy who grew up by himself, he has now reached the point where he needs to look up. The soldier not only was not jealous, but also had an old and comforting look. He looked at Han Ping's back and smiled.

Walking outside the northeast dungeon, Han Ping thought about his own affairs. A layer of space elements outside his body formed a barrier to block everything outside. A cold wind blew by. Han Ping felt that his irritable heart was cool, and then lay on the ground and began to calm himself down.

The snow in the sky began to snow heavily, slowly submerging Han Ping's figure...

In the dungeon, Han Ping has now completely calmed down and walked to the house where he lived. He found Li Xiaoling standing there, slightly stunned, and then greeted with a smile.

"I have something to say to you", the tone is plain, but it is strange. In the past, when Li Xiaoling called himself, he was called Brother Han Ping, and he rarely said "you" directly.

"Oh, okay", it's a little unclear, but Han Ping still agreed.

......

In a hotel room, Han Ping sat ** and did not speak, trying to wait for each other to speak.

"You...", with some tacit understanding, the two people who had not spoken at the same time, which made them a little embarrassed.

"You'd better say it first" and opened his mouth at the same time. This time, Han Ping was smart and waved directly to let Li Zhaoling speak first.

"Do you like me?" Li Xiaoling said, without the shyness of the past and asked directly.

"Why do you ask this?"

"Do you like me?"

"Like..."

"Let's get married," Li Xiaoling suddenly grabbed Han Ping's arm and said expectantly.

"..." Han Ping stopped talking, and his irritability rose, and the three figures in his mind echoed.

"Why don't you talk?"

"..."

"You still like other girls, don't you?" Tears began to brew in his eyes, and his tone made Han Ping quite sad.

"..." Although he didn't say anything, Han Ping's head nodded gently.

"I don't care, I just want you to like me." Tears couldn't stop flowing down. Li Xiaoling roared, but it sounded weak and more sad.

"..."

"Will you love me? I don't care if you have any other women." Li Xiaoling stopped crying, kept sobbing, and climbed directly on Han Ping, like an octopus. His feet tightly wrapped around Han Ping's waist, and his red lips kissed him, but the tears that had just stopped flowed out again.

Han Ping sat so, motionless, and thought a lot about Li Xiaoling's movements. Although he knew that in this era, there was no monogamy system in peacetime, that woman liked to share herself with other women.

Li Zhaoling's action is still continuing, and his hand has untied Han Ping's belt and is touching it downward.

Looking at Li Xiaoling, Han Ping suddenly understood the weak appearance and tearful sadness. It turns out that it has always been this girl who has been silently supporting herself, taking care of her parents, and bringing a lot of warmth to her five years of life. It is this girl who has always been by her side. No matter what, she will never leave her. It is this girl who can never let down, even if she gives up other people.

He lowered his head and slowly kissed her face. Tears were salty, but they penetrated Han Ping's heart more. Perhaps for Han Ping, Xu Xin is just an angelic figure. There is no emotion between the two. Maybe he has always worshipped her and just appreciated her...

One night of romantic, two degrees. ( I don't know how to write that romantic article, so it is described in eight words)

"Linger, can you wait for me?" The gentleness is infinite, which seems to break the last layer of film. Han Ping's heart is comfortable, and it seems that even the use of the situation is stronger.

"Well", his head was buried in Han Ping's chest and hummed gently.

"Twenty years later, when I came back from my practice, I will marry you no matter what." In a word, a promise, it was to say that in the depths of the girl's heart, the waves in her eyes gradually rose, but she was kissed by Han Ping's forehead, and tears finally rolled out again. Those were tears of happiness, a farewell to loneliness, and inner loneliness... .

20 years, although it is not short for ordinary people, it is not very long for practitioners. Even Li Xiaoling's current soldier's peak cultivation has a life expectancy of about 200 years, not to mention this is just the lowest level of cultivation. However, breaking through the emperor is long live, which is also in line with the reason why it is too difficult for 500 years of history and few people who can cultivate to the emperor.

"Linger is waiting for you, no matter how long it takes", with firm eyes and no regrets...

Nearly half a month later, Yang Lin's stupidity was slowly prepared. As a Han Ping, it was naturally impossible to help Yang Lin receive guests. Otherwise, those guests might dare to go in, so Yang Lin asked Han Ping to borrow Song Tao's five people.

Half a month, Han Ping and Li Xiaoling's relationship heated up and stuck together every day. Their parents almost wanted Han Ping and Yang Lin to get married at the same time. Fortunately, with Li Xiaoling's help, and Han Ping also made a promise, so they stopped.

Half a month, Han Ping and others also went out to compete in the dungeon. Of course, Shouping was excluded. It was too simple for him to understand the situation and want to abuse people.

During the competition, Han Ping and others also understood the terrible and difficult points of Qu Ping, a king-level plant operator, which made Yang Lin a little embarrassed. Finally, he took the initiative to admit defeat and scolded the pervert. Of course, it doesn't mean that Qu Ping is better than Yang Lin now. After all, this is just a competition between brothers, and the real strength can't be exerted at all.

If you want to work hard, you can't decide which of them will lose, but Yang Lin should be more powerful.

Finally, on the 1st of next month, Han Ping packed up everything early and put on a party dress. He didn't dare to clean up his face at his brother's wedding, otherwise he would be beaten for no reason after the wedding.

Song Tao's five people have already helped receive those guests at the wedding site, both former neighbors and current neighbors. In addition, there are some warriors they used to know. The cultivation of Song Tao's five people should be enough.

Sitting on the luxury sports car he bought, Han Ping watched his parents and the spirit family sit up, and did not talk nonsense, so he drove to the wedding...

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