President, I am married

"I'm really afraid that once I let go, Mommy will leave us again!" Inexplicably, Zhenzhen's voice with a trace of choking, this choking let Lin Yuqing's hand meal, the strength of the hand can not help but reduce, and finally turned into a touch, she gently rubbed Zhenzhen that place she pinched, softly coaxed: "no, I won't leave you, you first let me go, OK?"

That pair of small hands still stubbornly do not let go.

Lin Yuqing was really mad with anger, so she had to say in a vicious voice: "if you don't let go, I will be strangled. Even if you miss your mommy, you won't see me!"

Listen to words, really this just let go of both hands, then red eyes look at her: "that mommy can't leave us again!"

Xiao Mingyang watched the mother and daughter crying and laughing, so he had to go and pull her up. He said, "I'm really obedient. Don't be angry. Don't forget what my father said."

Zhenzhen nodded, then reluctantly left Yuqing's arms.

"I'll go with my brother to see if grandma Yu's lunch is ready. Will aunt Lin come down for dinner later?"

Listen to the words, Zhenzhen clapped his hands quickly: "OK, Mommy must have not eaten the rice cooked by her brother for a long time. For mommy's sake, brother, let's go and help."

He knew the cooking skills of xuan'er, and he was lucky to eat it once. He only felt that it was full of happiness, but he also felt very sad. Xuan'er was so smart and powerful because she taught her well, but now she has forgotten everything before.

After they left, Lin Yuqing got up from the floor and arranged her hair and clothes. She was so upset that her clothes and hair were in a mess. But she didn't blame her. On the contrary, she was very willing.

She did not know why.

Looking at the room, she said, "why so many photos?"

I don't know. I thought I was in the camera studio.

Listening to the words, Xiao Mingyang gave her a meaningful look, then cast his eyes on the photos and glanced at them briefly: "these are all memories of the past. After my wife left, she pasted these photos here. When she thought about her, she just looked up."

When I miss her, I just look up and see it.

When hearing these words, Lin Yuqing only felt that she couldn't help feeling a pain in her heart, and then her eyes fell on the biggest picture in the middle.

is as like as two peas in four, with a blue home furnishing dress. The woman in the picture is exactly the same as her. Her hair is half tied, standing beside Xiao Ming Yang, her hands resting on the little boy's hands and the little girl's hands. She is slightly sideways, chin resting on his shoulder, and he is looking at her with deep eyes.

Really like an idiot with the same exposed teeth, looking at the camera indecently, but still very lively and lovely.

However, xuan'er holds her hands on her chest, just like Xiao Mingyang.

Seeing this, Lin Yuqing can't help but step forward. Her hands unconsciously fall on the photo, and slowly caress everyone in the photo. Finally, she stays on Xiao Mingyang's face.

His deep eyes seemed to be filled with endless tenderness. Looking at her eyes almost dripping water, several thoughts suddenly flashed in his mind. It seemed that she was standing with someone to take photos, and then he heard Bai's voice, saying something closer. Then she was held by her waist and forced to stand with that person.

But who is that man? Who is she taking a picture with? Who else?

Lin Yuqing's hand suddenly tightened. She wanted to think about something, but she couldn't remember anything.

shoulders as like as two peas, and she was pushed over by her body. She was swept up by the same look in the photos and with endless tenderness.

She couldn't escape, and she didn't want to.

I just felt that the tenderness gradually surrounded her, and she looked at the handsome face more and more close.

At the critical moment, Lin Yuqing suddenly wakes up and abruptly does not open her face. His lips fall on her white face. She bites her lower lip: "Mr. Xiao, I'm not your wife, I'm Lin Yuqing."

Listen to words, Xiao Mingyang's action stops, in the heart endless chill rises, he thought she thought of what, but he thought too much.

Thinking of this, he recalled a bitter smile and said to himself, "I'm sorry, just because you and my wife look too much like each other, so I mistook you for her just now. I can't help it. Please forgive me."

Lin Yuqing only felt his heart beat faster. Although he stopped, he didn't retreat. He locked her between his arms, so she was still trapped in his arms. He smelled the faint smell of dragons and ancient perfume on his body.

"I'm fine. You You step back first. " She couldn't help but remind her that if she leaned down like this again, she would not die of shortness of breath for a while, and her heart would jump out of her chest.

Hearing this, Xiao Mingyang realized that he was still trapped in her. With an apologetic smile, he retreated.

After he retreated, she felt that her breathing was smoother. The air was free, not the strong masculine breath on him. Her heart was also relaxed. But his burning eyes still made her feel uncomfortable and she went over him to the other side."That Your wife really looks like me. No wonder you... " She stopped by the wall and looked at the pictures on the wall.

"Yes, it is."

Lin Yuqing looked back at him. No wonder when he was in the hospital for the first time, he would ask her crazily that she and his wife looked so much alike. Even when he saw these photos, he was a little distracted, and even almost thought that the person in the photo was himself.

However, how can it be so similar?

"What's her name?"

Listen to words, Xiao Mingyang breathing room, she is so interested in his wife's things?

Seeing that he didn't answer, Lin Yuqing pulled her lips and said with an embarrassed smile, "it doesn't matter. I just see that she looks like you so much, so I just ask. I'm sorry."

It's not that he doesn't want to say it, it's just that he doesn't know how to say it. Her name is Lin Yuqing, there is no one else, but herself, but now she can't accept the fact.

Two people are embarrassed, Zhenzhen has run into the room, rushed to her feet, grabbed her hand: "aunt Lin, my brother cooked a lot of food today, let's hurry down to eat."

Listen to words, Lin Yuqing exclaimed: "your brother do?"

"Yes

Can a five-year-old boy cook? What's the cooking like? It must be funny. She followed Zhenzhen downstairs with great expectation.