
The moment Yang Yan arrived at the Peng Peng residence, he saw a beautiful, slim and graceful young girl. He immediately began to admire the beauty of the girl and asked her if she was Zhang Ling Ling, Peng Peng's cousin?
But the girl instead pointed the other way and said the person there was Zhang Ling Ling. Yang Yan turned his head in the direction he pointed at, but instead found an ugly woman and her face full of acne that was constantly making Yang Yan nauseous.
"He is beautiful and soft-hearted. I'd really like to meet her, but she's not even as pretty as you!"
But then Peng Peng came and confirmed that the beautiful girl was the real Zhang Ling Ling. Zhang Ling Ling casually said that the previous one was just a joke.
Embarrassed, Yang Yan instantly meweked on Peng Peng's shoulders. "Jie Jie, I want to die!"
As they were alone, Peng Peng asked if Yang Yan liked Ling Ling? Of course, 100 percent. I don't know if Ling Ling likes it.
"Look easy. I'll handle that."
In the evening, Peng Peng noticed Ling Ling's appearance from head to toe. Satisfied, Peng Peng told Ling Ling to sit next to him.
"I asked you to stay here because I want to know how you feel about Yang Yan?"
Ling Ling did not reply verbally indeed, but her timid expression was enough to serve as an answer for Peng Peng.
But he asked Peng Peng not to rush. Because even though Yang Yan was attractive, but for the matter of getting married, he needed time to observe Yang Yan.
"You still need to watch it? Ling Er, tell me, what kind of man do you like?"
This girl's standard... Yang Yan doesn't even have one right one" Peng Peng muttered.
"What did you say, brother?"
"Huh? Oh, I said that all your standards can be found in Yang Yan. Even if she doesn't qualify, I'll make her qualify. Don'worry. My standards for men are much higher than yours. Leave it to me."
The next day, Peng Peng was busy arranging the stack of books and bricks when Yang Yan appeared shortly afterwards, again by acting down from the sky in a cool pretentious style.
Peng Peng admitted that yesterday he had spoken to Ling Ling and he had one small request. Ling Ling said that he likes strong, healthy men and likes to read books and poems.
Other than cleverly speaking sweetly, Yang Yan could not do anything. So all these books and bricks were for Yang Yan. Take everything home, study the books and practice with the bricks.
"Me?"
"Do I need to practice?"
"You're telling me to move all this with my own hands?"
"You want to get married or not that's up to you. Look for me after 7 days in my palace. I'll check your progress."
It was forced that Yang Yan should do so. But lifting one brick he was not strong and saw the blood he fainted instead. But for the sake of love, he did not give up and continued to struggle with his style.