Husband, Please Stop Flirting

On the beach, the wind stayed in the dressing room for a long time. Every time, I felt a little inappropriate, so I turned back to wear it again. Lin Zixiang stared at the time above the wall. I'm afraid the two next door should be ready. "I think it's good for you to wear this skirt." Lin Zixiang reluctantly picked up a skirt and handed it to Feng ChuChu. He said, "the price is moderate. The style can set off that you're not old, don't give people pressure, and don't be too cheap."

"When did you study women's clothes so much!" Feng ChuChu took it over and looked at it for two eyes. He asked again in doubt, "do you really think it's good?" this is the fifth time that Feng ChuChu asked in just an hour tonight. Lin Zixiang felt that he could have a nightmare tonight. Then in the dream, she was asking herself, is this dress good-looking? "Very good. It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. It's just that it's not too polite to let others wait for you on the first day of dinner."

Lin Zixiang's words were inserted into Feng ChuChu's chest. He immediately pushed Lin Zixiang out of the dressing room and went out neatly.

When sitting in the living room, the wind clearly lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers. Lin Zixiang didn't quite understand. Why do women always think things are so complicated? It seems that there are several large computers in their head, and many things will eventually infer countless results. Isn't this self vexation? For men, there are only two ends of doing and not doing a thing, and only when they do can they know what the result is.

"What are you nervous about?" Lin Zixiang sat beside the wind, frowned and asked in wonder.

Feng ChuChu raised his head, took a look at him, then lowered his head again, and remembered what he had just seen Jingjing and Han Tiantian. They all have the appearance they should have at their own age. Han Tiantian is innocent and Jing Jing sees through the world of mortals. It seems that they are confident and even optimistic to face everything they have experienced, but Feng ChuChu is not. She has been used to hiding herself behind people and not to expose her true self. For a long time, she didn't even know what kind of person she was.

"I'm afraid. I can't get into their conversation later. I can't understand the latest things they say and the local events. What if they're embarrassed? Zixiang, do you think they think I'm stupid? Then they don't want to continue to communicate with me. Maybe I can't find them in the future... They don't know You'll think of me as a friend. "

Before things started, Feng ChuChu sentenced himself to death.

Lin Zixiang could only raise his arm, press it on the windy shoulder, feel the stiffness of her body, hold it slowly, give her a reassuring space, and said: "If you can't interrupt, just listen quietly. If you have any questions, ask them. They will be happy to explain to you. Or, it will be your next date. For example, three people go to the gallery they mentioned to see paintings or eat some dessert. Life will become interesting only if you are brave."

"If you are always like this and shrink back, they will also think whether you close your heart and dare not approach you, for fear that you will touch some bad places. Everyone will be nervous. Only if you let go of yourself..." Lin Zixiang didn't expect that one day he could be a psychologist. So now he looks at Feng ChuChu and has a feeling of taking care of his daughter, "sister ChuChu, is it OK?"

While they were chatting, Han Tiantian knocked at the door. Lin Zixiang nodded to the wind and said, "don't worry, I'm here..." At this moment, Feng ChuChu seemed to be a little blurred in front of him. Lin Zixiang's shadow seemed to become Si Yeqing. I still remember that when I went to the dinner for the first time, Feng ChuChu's nervous palms were sweating. Si Yeqing said the same thing. Don't worry, I have you.

But what happened later? I didn't throw her down.

"Let's go." Feng ChuChu takes a deep breath, opens the door and looks at Han Tiantian with a smile. Jing Jing also shrugs her shoulders and takes the lead in entering the elevator. Without saying anything, you can feel it in her eyes. This kind of tacit understanding of breathing is also good. Feng ChuChu relaxes a little. The four people stand in the electric elevator. Han Tiantian looks back and looks at Feng ChuChu and Lin Zixiang from time to time. A smile rises from the corners of her mouth People misunderstood the radian, "sweet, why do you always look at me?" Feng clearly felt his face for fear of catching something on it.

Han Tiantian shook her head, covered her face and said with some envy, "sister ChuChu's boyfriend is so handsome, like a star!"

"I also want to have such a considerate boyfriend, handsome and gentle, and when I look at sister ChuChu, my eyes seem to flow out of honey!" Han Tiantian said that, Feng ChuChu suddenly stood in the same place embarrassed and didn't know how to explain. Jing Jing just held his arm, smiled and said nothing. For a long time, Lin Zixiang looked at Feng ChuChu's red face and said: "So far, I'm still in the assessment period. I'm just a man who pursues her, so I need to perform well. Please say good words for me in the future."

Feng ChuChu glanced back at Lin Zixiang, as if blaming him for meddling.

Han Tiantian was surprised. She covered her mouth, took Feng ChuChu's arm and said, "sister ChuChu, why don't you agree that this big brother is so handsome? If it was me, I would laugh in the middle of the night!" Han Tiantian said, looking at Jing Jing with a tilted head and saying in a loud voice: "Sister Jing, do you think so? If it were you, would you be with this big brother immediately!"

"Little girl, you'll know when you grow up. Some things are not good conditions, but also need to be appropriate." Jing Jing looked at the slowly declining red number, and her hoarse voice had a different charm and sexy, saying: "Many people are born suitable. Even in the eyes of outsiders, they are like two opposite extremes, but the angle of hugging together is consistent, and the temperature can make each other stable. This is the right person, which can not be determined by external conditions. What you think is the love of children, which is not suitable for me and your sister."

Sure enough, he was a columnist. His analysis of feelings made Feng ChuChu pause and nod with a smile.

Love, sometimes it is so unreasonable, who can say clearly what?