Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Lin Zheng stood there like a statue for a long time.

The food on the table has lost its smoke.

Jingzhi waited until the emotions that had suddenly surged up in her head subsided.

She said a little disappointedly: "I'm sorry, I put pressure on you."

She chuckled: "It's better to take it slow."

As she said that, she placed the ring on the table, palm facing down, and stretched out her right hand towards him, "Bring it to me—"

Lin Zheng seemed to be slowly relieved by her words. As soon as he said this, he supported the table with his left hand, tightly grasped her palm with his right hand, stretched his neck, and leaned forward with his head.

Before they kissed, she gently touched his lips.

She closed her eyes, put aside Lin Ying's past, and said:

"I'm the one who was abrupt. You don't have to give me an answer too quickly. This is a matter of a lifetime."

Lin Zheng, who failed to get a kiss, sat back silently with an embarrassed face.

You only have a moment to muster up your courage.

He nodded slightly, "Put on the ring later. The food is cold. I'll take it over and heat it up first."

As he spoke, he stood up straight with the plate of fish in his hand. Just as he pulled out the chair, she gently pulled at the hem of his clothes.

"Azheng."

"Since the answer just now has been postponed, I'll give you a new one." She raised her head and extended her right hand toward him again, "This time it's real."

"I'm telling you exactly, definitely, and very clearly that I like you, I like Lin Zheng, and I want to be with you forever. I want to pinch your red earlobe."

"Would you... help me put on this Seven Star Ring?"

Lin Zheng put down the plate with trembling hands.

Even his deep voice trembled slightly, "Pinching my earlobe, what are you talking about?"

"you are not willing?"

As soon as she frowned, Lin Zheng proved how willing he was with his actions.

In just three seconds, he had put the smaller silver ring on her right index finger.

Just the right size.

Jingzhi raised her hand and turned it, looking at the seven-star array on it, and asked: "Why not wear it on the ring finger or middle finger?"

Lin Zheng also reached out to her and whispered:

"The position of those two fingers will be used later."

"It's your turn to help me."

……

After putting the ring on him, Lin Zheng lowered his head slightly and turned his head towards her.

Jingzhi leaned back slightly, "What are you doing?"

He paused, then said shyly, "Pinch your ears..."

"Just for you."

He held the hem of his clothes nervously and looked at the ground awkwardly.

Jing was startled, then raised the corners of her lips, moved forward, and then——

Grab his red earlobe with one bite.

He said vaguely: "Ah Zhenghao is good, I will give you a reward."

Lin Zheng felt the tugging and slight pain on his earlobe. His head was like a mess and he was completely unable to think.

It hurts a little, is that a reward?

But he... is happy, so... it should be a reward, right?

Before I could figure out what was going on, she bit my earlobe, put it in her mouth, and sucked it gently.

It was clearly just a light force, but Lin Zheng seemed to be greatly affected. His hands slammed down on the table, his head instantly recoiled, and he covered his ears, staring at her with a red face: "...Don't do this."

She gently wiped the moisture from her lips and said with some doubt:

"Did I hurt you?"

Lin Zheng hesitated for a few seconds, not knowing what to answer her. He was so embarrassed that he picked up the two plates of meat and vegetables on the table and walked towards the kitchen.

He was in a fluster, completely different from the calm and composed chef he had just been. It took him a long time to get the gas started and light the fire.

He kept the two dishes heated up for a long time.

Jingzhi walked over slowly, rested his hands on the sink, and said with a smile:

"Zheng, that fish...did it bite your ear too? You fried it until it was completely carbonized."