Delicate Wife Is too Attractive

All the way, I didn't want to look at the scenery outside the window. I held my mobile phone tightly with both hands and looked forward to the ringing of the mobile phone.

It was not until I got off at the bus stop and was more than ten meters away from wenyaya's community that the mobile phone vibrated.

Xia Qingli's face was decadent and relaxed, and her forehead was still stained with fine beads of sweat: "how's it written now?"

"Sorry, I just finished writing today's, can I send today's update first?" Vinaya's voice on the phone was apologetic.

"All right, but now I've come to the door of your community. Go straight to get the manuscript." After she finished eating, she hung up the phone. Just a few steps away, she saw wenyaya coming with two big shopping bags and raising a naive smile at her.

Xia Qingli wanted to pick it up, but she was avoided by Wen Yaya and waved to her helplessly: "don't worry, I won't take your things and leave directly because you don't hand in the manuscript."

Wen Yaya was amused by her, put the light shopping bag in her hand and sighed for a long time.

"I'm really sorry. I didn't hear the sound of my mobile phone just in the vegetable market."

Xia Qingli is walking side by side with her, looking sideways at Wen Yaya's tender cheeks, as if bearing maturity that is not consistent with her age.

Especially the dark circles on the young face look particularly distressing.

Xia Qingli wanted to ask what Wen Yaya had done in recent days, but wanted to come. It was her private affair. She was embarrassed to open her mouth and followed the two people behind her back to the apartment.

At this time, Wen Zishu bounced over and his face was more pale than when he saw him two days ago. Xia Qingli couldn't help worrying.

"What's the matter? Why didn't you go to class today? "

Wen Yaya also looked unnatural and turned his head awkwardly: "Zi Shu has been crying today and didn't send him to class."

"It's no good. You must go to school obediently. You're already a seven-year-old."

After listening to these words, Wen Zishu nodded obediently and held Xia Qingli's arm. He always felt extra warm with this sister.

"Today, my sister specially bought me Chestnut Crisp. Shall I give you half?" While talking, he took out a few unopened chestnut cakes from his pocket and put them into Xia Qingli's hand.

Xia Qingli smiled bitterly. Looking at his clever face, he suddenly remembered the small biscuits baked two days ago, handed them to Wen Yaya and took the bag.

"That's a coincidence. I made some cookies for you to try."

"Is it cookie chocolate?" Wen Zishu padded his toes and was very excited.

"Yes, cranberry cookies." She shrugged her shoulders and wrote down Wen Zishu's preferences.

One side of Wen Yaya packed up his things and couldn't help teasing Wen Zishu: "I think your boy likes to talk to other little girls at a young age. It's too much. Can you still grow up?"

"She is not another little girl, but sister Tianxian. The sister Tianxian in the legend of Shooting Heroes is so beautiful." Wen Zishu padded his toes and resisted. He still had a strong smile on his face. He happily took the biscuits sent by Xia Qingli and first handed them to Wen Yaya.

"I'll try it for my sister."

After listening to this sentence, Wen Yaya was a little embarrassed. Looking at Xia Qingli with a smile on his face, he opened his mouth and took the biscuit in his hand.

"It tastes good and full of milk." Wen Yaya praised, came to the computer, sent all the manuscripts to Xia Qingli's mailbox, and printed one.

Xia Qingli couldn't help being curious. She took two steps forward and grabbed the bench behind her: "have you been busy in the past two days?"

A trace of unnaturalness flashed across Wen Yaya's face and slowly shook his head: "no, there is some lack of sleep."

Wen Zishu, whose mouth was full of biscuits, just wanted to speak. He was stopped by Wen Yaya: "it's really all right. I'll try my best to write more in the future."

Xia Qingli couldn't touch her head. She still received the manuscript in her hand, and her face was still with a faint smile.

It's someone else's family business to come here. If Wen Yaya doesn't want to say, there's no reason to force her to make it clear. I just hope she can finish the task as much as possible.

"Be sure to send the manuscript to my mailbox on time tomorrow, otherwise there will be no update." Put all the information back in the bag. Xia Qingli picked a cake and returned it to Wen Zishu.

"My sister will take one and give you the others. I'll make you some cookies and chocolates when I come next time."

Wen Zishu jumped with excitement, and the smile on his face became stronger and stronger. When he thought of it, he could immediately eat such a delicious snack, which was made by sister Tianxian herself. He was very happy.

"It seems that Zishu is close to you. Don't think too much. He has been holding it at home for too long." Wen Yaya beat people around on one side. He was afraid that Wen Zishu was too enthusiastic and frightened Xia Qingli.

Xia Qingli waved his hand: "I like him too. The smile on his face is really bright."

With a sincere compliment, she got up and left, looked at the printed manuscript, reviewed it about once, and became safe and sent it.

Until she came home from work, she didn't wait for Lu Qian to come back after she packed up all her things. She couldn't help feeling a little worried, so she went to his room and cleaned the floor.

There is a nanny who has been cleaning at home, but she is in a good mood today. She can't help cleaning herself and wants to live a couple's life with Lu Qian in advance.

This idea has appeared. Xia Qingli blushed. He simply cleaned up Lu Qian's room. As soon as he turned to go out, he fell in love with him.

"Why did you come back now?" An indelible worry in his tone.

"The company is having a meeting. I've sent you a text message." He responded, took the garbage bag in his hand and put it at the door.

Xia Qingli clapped his hands, simply cleaned them, went to the kitchen and brought out the prepared meals.

"I got off work early today. I cooked the meal." Xia Qingli raised her eyebrows, closed her eyes and smelled the chicken stewed mushrooms. The smell made people drool.

After dinner, it was ten o'clock in the evening. Xia Qingli nestled on the sofa and rubbed her slightly swollen stomach. The smile on her face became thicker and thicker.

Although she is now living in the same home with Lu Qian and they both have different rooms, she still feels very satisfied, especially in this state.

I think their relationship is different from that of other couples. After all, they have known each other since childhood and lived together for a long time. Developing into a couple naturally fits better than other couples.

Lu Qian sat down, hugged her slender waist and let her lie on his chest. He always had a faint smile on his mouth.

At this time, the mobile phone rings, and Xia Qingli picks it up. She is surprised to see the manuscript sent by Wen Yaya at this time. She didn't expect to send it so soon this time.