Chapter 1006: Lan Ling's Letter

Zhao Ying gritted her teeth and resisted the peculiar feeling of her body, but Yang Ming seemed to be deliberate. He was not finished, so Zhao Ying couldn't help but say, "Yang Ming, are you finished? Why are you so slow carrying a dish?"

Yang Ming said pitifully, "Can you blame me for this? I am carrying a dish in each hand, and I am afraid to spill it!"

How would Zhao Ying know that in Yang Ming's case, never mind having one dish in each hand, Yang Ming could keep a good balance even with a few plates in one hand? Zhao Ying really thought that Yang Ming couldn't handle it, so she had to give up.

Yang Ming dawdled for a long time, and finally took two dishes of fragrant soup out of the kitchen. He was secretly satisfied. I am so flexible.

Zhao Ying was flustered by Yang Ming. Her face was as hot as if she had a fever. Zhao Ying believed that if she put an egg on her face at this moment, it would definitely be cooked.

Zhao Ying finished the last dish and took a few deep breaths before she came out of the kitchen with the plate. However, she saw that Yang Ming had sat at the table unperturbed and was drinking the soup.

At the moment, Zhao Ying was a little angry. This guy, he didn't wait for me to eat! What kind of person is this? I have worked hard to cook for him, but he is better as if this is none of his own business.

In particular, Zhao Ying was angry that Yang Ming actually went straight to the soup pot and drank the soup. He didn't even scoop it out onto a bowl. She sighed. "Yang Ming, if you drink like this, how can I drink?"

Yang Ming was stunned. Only then did he remember that Zhao Ying also wanted to eat together. So he said somewhat embarrassed, "This is too savory. I can't resist the temptation, so I tasted it. I didn't expect that I couldn't stop after a taste... It's so delicious..."

After Yang Ming praised her, Zhao Ying's heart was so happy that she did not have much resentment left about Yang Ming self-servingly eating the food without waiting for her. However, she still complained, "Then you didn't think that I also haven't eaten yet!"

"Then let's eat together. There is nothing..." Yang Ming said with a smile. What is the big deal with two people drinking a bowl of soup? Moreover, isn't Zhao Ying jealous that Wang Xiaoyan and I shared a bowl of noodles? Isn't this a payback?

"Eat together?" Zhao Ying was surprised, and then said, "Who wants to eat your saliva!?"

"Hehe, it's not that you haven't eaten it before. At the temple fair, we have already eaten each other's saliva. Haha!" Yang Ming laughed loudly.

Zhao Ying face became red. "You... you don't talk nonsense. That was unintentional..."

"Okay, let's just say that it was unintentional." Yang Ming smiled and said, "Hurry and sit down to eat. It will be cold in a while."

"I see, before the food becomes cold, the food on the table will already be eaten by you." Zhao Ying rolled her eyes at Yang Ming and complained.

Sure enough, with little effort from Yang Ming, half a pot of soup had already entered his stomach.

Yang Ming smiled carelessly. He scooped two bowls of rice, one bowl for himself, and one bowl for Zhao Ying. The two gathered around the table and ate.

Although Zhao Ying said that she disliked Yang Ming's saliva, she still coyly picked up the ladle and drank the soup with Yang Ming. She drank a lot of it.

Yang Ming saw it, but he sighed in his heart. The woman's mind is as the book described, a hypocrite.

"Sister Ying, I didn't expect your dishes to be so delicious. I didn't eat enough." Yang Ming did not just praise Zhao Ying but really felt that Zhao Ying was a master of cooking.

"Is it?" Zhao Ying said faintly, "Even if it's delicious, I will not cook for you!"

"Why?" Yang Ming was in a daze for a while and asked puzzled.

"There is no why." Zhao Ying suddenly smiled and said, "Do you treat me as your servant to cook for you all day!"

"Haha, I didn't ask you to cook every day. Just improving my diet occasionally will be fine. So it is settled!" Yang Ming said self-servingly.

"Your face is really thick. It is settled just because you say it is. Really..." Zhao Ying shook her head and was helpless to Yang Ming's scoundrelism.

Since Yang Ming had a good nap before, after dinner, it was probably past 8 o'clock in the evening. It was already late. Yang Ming wanted to stay and continue to flirt with Zhao Ying, but he also understood that some things could not be rushed. As the saying goes, don't try to run before you can walk. The relationship between him and Zhao Ying had not yet developed to the level of cohabitation. If Yang Ming persisted in staying, although Zhao Ying would not say anything, her impression of him would decline dramatically. She would think that he was a very casual person who was not serious about relationships.

Therefore, instead of letting Zhao Ying shoo Yang Ming away, he would rather take the initiative to bid farewell. Anyway, there was still a chance tomorrow night, so he was not in a hurry. So he stood up and said, "Sister Ying, it is almost time. I will go back first. After you have finished your class in the afternoon, call me, and I will help you move."

Seeing that Yang Ming hadn't forgotten about the move, Zhao Ying also couldn't be helped. She just nodded and agreed, "Okay. After I have finished class, I will call you."

"So it's settled." Yang Ming smiled and handed the bag that he carried with him to Zhao Ying and said, "Sister Ying, this is a gift I bought for you from Macau and another item that I bought for you from the business street this morning. It is very sentimental. If you have time, look into it!"

Yang Ming naturally referred to the memory tree, but he could not be too obvious. He could only hint a bit and hope that Zhao Ying could figure out the secret in it as soon as possible.

Zhao Ying took the gift Yang Ming gave her, and her heart was sweetened. Yang Ming remembered me after all. Moreover, today, he went out and bought gifts for me. But her face showed nothing special. She smiled faintly, "Thank you, then I will accept it."

"En, but you must take a look at it... those are my kind regards." Yang Ming reminded with some reluctance.

"I got it." Zhao Ying nodded, but her heart was puzzled. Isn't it just a gift? Why can't I see it whenever?

Coming out from Zhao Ying's home, Yang Ming took a deep breath. He finally completed a very challenging task. As for whether Zhao Ying would immediately look at it or not and whether she would see the secret immediately after reading it, Yang Ming didn't know.

However, it would be discovered sooner or later. Yang Ming was not worried about this. Worse comes to worst, he could remind her.

Yang Ming left Zhao Ying's home and came to the side of his car. Yang Ming didn't leave immediately after sitting in the car. Instead, he sat in the car, took out a small box from his chest, and looked at it.

This was what Zhang Zhishen gave to him and what Lan Ling brought to him. Yang Ming's thoughts seemed to have passed through thousands of miles and saw Lan Ling's strange smile. He smiled at himself. It seemed to say, "Husband, I miss you..."

Yang Ming shook his head gently and quickly opened the small box. Inside the small box were a smaller box and a piece of paper folded into small squares.

Yang Ming first opened the letter paper and read it.

"Husband: I heard from my grandmother that the hostile forces may find you trouble. I am very anxious. I have dedicated Zhang Zhishen to protect you. Zhang Zhishen is one of my disciples, proficient in voodoo, but he is the best at solving problems. Although he is a bit foolish, he can be trusted. With him by your side, I am very at ease.

In addition, I also gave you a small box. When you encounter an unsolvable danger, open the box. There is a Branch Voodoo in the box. The Original Voodoo is here. I will quickly receive the news and go to help you.

"Miss you. Kiss you. Love you. Torment you... Lan Ling."

The last few words sent Yang Ming's blood racing. Torment? It means sex, right? Gaga, Lan Ling, this little nonesuch really loves me. Thinking of all the previous things, Yang Ming was very happy.

Yang Ming picked up the small box, looked around for a long time, and couldn't see anything unusual. He examined the inside of the box with his x-ray vision, but it was very dark. He didn't know what it was.

However, according to Lan Ling, this thing was a Branch Voodoo. Once released, Lan Ling's Original Voodoo could get a response. In other words, if I open the box now, would Lan Ling rush over quickly?

This was a very tempting idea! Although Yang Ming was surrounded by beauties, his thoughts of Lan Ling had never been reduced. Especially in the dead of night, as Yang Ming remembered the various happy things before, the joys and sorrow of life, Yang Ming was completely rapt.

Although Yang Ming wanted to open this box now and have Lan Ling return to his side, Yang Ming was still a rational person. He would not make such irrational actions!

It was true that he missed Lan Ling, but when did Lan Ling not miss him? This was the same. If Lan Ling could come back, she would definitely fly back immediately. She didn't have to resort to such methods.

Yang Ming also didn't want to ruin Lan Ling's painstaking efforts. So he held the box solemnly and decided to keep it personally.

He read the letter that Lan Ling wrote to himself again. Although there were not many words on it, the words were full of deep concern. Since Lan Ling already said that Zhang Zhishen was a reliable and capable person, then what could Yang Ming say?

If Lan Ling sent this person to Yang Ming, he must have his use. Although Yang Ming did not want to be followed by someone every day, he couldn't be helped. Yang Ming didn't want to be voodoo-ed anymore. The memory of the last experience was still fresh. If he did not encounter Lan Ling's grandfather, old man Lan Hai, in a freak combination of factors, he would have been dead for a long time.

Although Lan Ling said that his voodoo could grant immunity against most of the voodoo, Zhang Zhishen also noted that some of the extremely powerful special voodoo was not neutralized, and the voodoo that Yang Ming had the last time was probably like this.

Now that he had decided, it was necessary to see Zhang Zhishen again and discuss the countermeasures. As Yang Ming thought of this, he took out his cell phone and called Zhang Zhishen.