Husband, Please Stop Flirting

Landing on the ground, the wind felt the smell of some fishy and salty sea breeze blowing on his cheeks. He pushed the suitcase, closed his eyes, and opened his arms like a tourist here, as if he were embracing a new life. Lin Zixiang followed her, looked at the look, smiled and joked, "it seems that you want to stay here for a few days and leave. Moreover, it seems that you haven't traveled for a long time." Lin Zixiang said, turned his head clearly, and said with great dissatisfaction on his face: "I haven't traveled for many years, how about it?"

During her time with Si Yeqing, Feng ChuChu has indeed been to many places, including Europe, Asia, North America and almost the place where the company is located. But those trips can not be called travel. They sit on the same plane and look at the same sky all over the world. After landing, they were picked up by black business vehicles to the hotel. Looking at the same bustling night scene every night in the hotel, I can't even tell where I've been and what I see.

Many times, Feng ChuChu wants to see the scenic spots, but he finds that he has no time, and his actions must be bound with Si Yeqing. In order to avoid causing his burden and trouble, he can only choose to give up and be a canary in the hotel. Lin Zixiang looked at her face, and knew that he had mentioned her sad past again. He hurriedly pushed his luggage to her side and said, "don't worry, I'll take you all over the world in the future, as long as you like."

"I'm willing to do it for you, I'm willing to do it for you..." Feng ChuChu listened to this, but he was in a good mood and sang. He tilted his head and stared at Lin Zixiang and asked, "I want to know what kind of place I'll live in now!" his thinking jumped so fast. It seems that Feng ChuChu really let go of himself and was no longer so restrained in a new living environment.

The fresh environment and things make the wind clear and strive to adapt and get used to it, without more energy to think about others.

"I prepared it according to your requirements. You should like it very much..." Lin Zixiang was a little uncertain. He went to the parking lot and pressed the car key in his hand. A car covered with a little dust lit up over there. Feng ChuChu walked over, wiped his hand on the windshield, raised his hand, let Lin Zixiang look at the thick dust visible to the naked eye and asked, "can't you find a decent car?"

This girl, is it because her mood has recovered smoothly recently and her speech is very choking.

"When I went to Japan, I left directly from the airport. No one has driven this car in the past half a month. Are you... Now come and tell me if it's a little difficult to find a new car?" Lin Zixiang sat in the driver's seat and put his luggage in the trunk. He said, "do you like to sit or not?", He saw that Feng ChuChu had drilled into the co pilot, habitually fastened his seat belt and said, "what are you doing? Driving!" Lin Zixiang closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said wrongfully, "now I have found a little shadow of your past."

Once, like a bully in the school, the wind was clear and seemed to come back in the sea breeze.

Lin Zixiang bought a convertible sports car and drove along the coastline. Although the feeling of the sea breeze blowing on his cheeks was a little painful and unbearable, the wind insisted on letting Lin Zixiang open, stretched out his hands and shouted, "wind! Wind, you are a big fool!" the voice seemed to be swallowed up by the wide ocean, There is no echo. All you can hear is the sound of the waves and the sound of the car engine. "Be happy, be happy!" Feng put his hand on his mouth and made it look like a horn.

She didn't say who it was, and Lin Zixiang didn't know whether Feng ChuChu was blessing himself or the person in the distance.

However, Lin Zixiang didn't ask or say anything. This is a tacit understanding between them and Lin Zixiang's self-confidence. Since Feng ChuChu is already by his side, there will be no chance for Si Yeqing to step in. "How far do we have to go?" the wind clearly touched some hungry stomach. The plane meal is not a delicious food that can satisfy people.

"Just ahead."

Lin Zixiang holds the steering wheel in one hand and holds his forehead with the other hand. Along the direction of his sight, the wind clearly saw a towering apartment group, "I didn't find you a villa area or something. After all, here, you just want to integrate into the local people's life. If you are in the villa area..." the people you meet may know Si Yeqing, which is the most worried problem in Lin Zixiang's heart.

On the plane that came here, Feng ChuChu once said that even if Si Yeqing found her in front of her, nothing would change.

But Lin Zixiang knew that just a few days was not enough for Feng ChuChu to strengthen his faith in his heart. He could not let any possible changes happen. "You are very considerate!" Feng ChuChu praised. He also got out of the car and took the apartment key handed over by Lin Zixiang. When the door lock turned, She suddenly had an unspeakable excitement.

"I hope you can like it."

When the door is opened, there are light pink walls, simple furnishings, iron wire hollowed out chairs, French windows that can directly see the outside coastline, and even floating windows in the bedroom, which can sit on it to drink tea and read. Several rooms are also warm and elegant. The wool carpet on the ground makes people feel as comfortable as returning home when they step on it barefoot. Feng ChuChu couldn't help smiling on his face, "I like it very much, thank you. You must have used a lot of thought..."

"As long as you are happy, if I try my best and you are not satisfied, that is the most terrible."

Lin Zixiang used a joke to reduce Feng ChuChu's guilt. He took her to the study next door and said, "this is a space for you. I remember when you were in primary school, you still liked painting. I don't know if you still have such interests..." the door opened by Lin Zixiang is like a door through, Let the wind stay in place.

Looking at the vertical drawing board and the neat brushes next to it, Feng ChuChu couldn't help walking up and stroking it gently with his hands.