Queen, Forced Marriage

What worries Lin Zikui did not happen. The meal at night was very harmonious. During this period, Qin Rulan had been picking vegetables for Lin Jinmo. The little guy knew that Lin Zikui’s anger had not subsided, and he did not dare to be naughty at the dinner table. Trick or treat.

In fact, Qin Rulan understands Lin Zikui, why doesn't Lin Zikui know Qin Rulan's inner thoughts? Although she and Qin Rulan are now friends, they have always been in contact, knowing that her career is currently on the rise, and now she needs a larger platform, or an opportunity to expand her popularity.

So Lin Zikui understands that Qin Rulan came to see her today for half of her business, and the other half for official business, but the main concern is that if she talks to Qin Rulan alone for a while, she might be jealous again. If you think about it, let’s talk about it at the dinner table, after all. Everyone is not an outsider.

I picked up a piece of chicken and placed it in Fang Yiai’s bowl, but looked at Qin Rulan and asked with a smile: "Rulan, you also know that my new book has been changed into a script. In a while, everything will be ready. Filming has started. This is a modern drama. We are screening clothing sponsors, but I think, since we have been friends for so many years, and your clothing style is in line with the character and age of the characters in my drama, I don’t know if you want to Become our clothing sponsor?"

Qin Rulan's eyes lit up halfway through Lin Zikui's words, and she was moved. Lin Zikui still knew her for so many years, knew her thoughts, knew her pride and self-esteem, yes, she was indeed looking for Lin Zi today. Aoi helped, but the other clothing sponsors are all well-known domestic or foreign brands. They are all decades old and have a great influence on the public. Although her own clothing brand has hers Fame, but compared with the former is still slightly inferior.

But all the TV series and movies adapted by Lin Zikui will get particularly high ratings, and the costumes of the heroes and heroines will also get a lot of attention, so if you can get such an opportunity, for Qin Rulan, her career will not be a good one. One or two steps.

"Can you? The other staff will not object?" It seems a little excited, Qin Rulan is indeed too eager for this opportunity, although she also hesitates, worried that Lin Zikui will feel embarrassed because of her request, after all, nothing is Lin. Zikui alone is in charge, and there are so many staff members.

"Of course, I still have a certain amount of weight in my words." After finishing speaking, he picked up a piece of chicken leg and put it in Her Majesty's bowl, tilted her head and squinted at Her Majesty, "Is that right, Xiao Ai?"

Looking at the chicken Lin Zikui put in the rice bowl for herself, and then at the beautiful face of her lover, Fang Yiai understood that Lin Zikui was asking her to help. But this trick works well, a piece of chicken does everything!

I care about Qin Rulan and I am afraid that she will be jealous, so I will first come with a piece of chicken for comfort and comfort. Now I will come with a piece of chicken to let her help. After all, she is the biggest boss of the way group now. This kind of sponsor’s trivial matter is not that she nodded and gave a sentence. What's the matter? On the surface, she was helping Qin Rulan, but secretly let her come. This was to use this method to resolve the conflict between her and Qin Rulan. If she came to help, Qin Rulan would definitely be grateful to her.

But this is not a disadvantage, it is obvious that Qin Rulan owes her favor.

"Okay, Rulan, you and Zikui are so good friends. Naturally, you should help."

Lin Zikui was relieved with these words from Her Majesty, she secretly patted the queen's white thighs to talk about her mood, and in exchange for a kick from Fang Yiai's table, Lin Zikui gave Lin Zikui angrily. Why are you waiting for me? There are still children and guests. It's really bold!

Knowing the pretended anger in the eyes of her lover, Lin Zikui pursed her mouth, shrugged, and ate the food in the bowl with her head down.

"Then thank you Miss Fang." Qin Rulan also knows that Fang Yiai is the president of the Fashion Group. Her words are more important than anyone said. She is grateful for Lin Zikui's painstaking efforts and Fang Yiai for her generosity. .

"It's too much to ask Miss Fang, if you don't mind, call me Xiao Ai, Zikui always treats you as a relative, and Momo calls you Mama Qin again. We shouldn't have such a relationship."

It seems that she was taken aback by Fang Yi's words. Qin Rulan was unbelievable for a moment. She didn't expect Fang Yi's to take the initiative to ease their relationship. With a knowing smile on her face, she nodded gracefully, and said to Fang Yi'i: "Thank you little love."

...

After dinner, Qin Rulan stayed for a while and left. Fang Yiai knew that Lin Zikui was troubled by her little ancestor in the afternoon, and the manuscript had not been handed in. She was very considerate and took the initiative to clean up the dishes by herself. Lin Zikui laughed beside her, boasting that the queen was sensible and beautiful today, but she also left to watch the blood spurting scene of her own wife wearing **** pajamas with an apron around her waist, her white thighs, The sight of the chest can be seen with a slight bend. Although wearing a corset, it makes the imaginative writer Lin swell.

Lin Zikui was so scared that he turned upstairs. Today is different. There is a child in the family, but he can no longer be indulged as before. At home, he can make intimacy whatever he wants, regardless of time and place.

As soon as he took a seat in the study, Writer Lin felt that the room was weird, but finally felt that he couldn't tell what was wrong. He laughed at himself because he was dissatisfied with two desires today, and made his mind foolish.

"Great!"

"what!"

She was so scared that she jumped up from the chair and looked at Lin Jinmo, who was crawling out from under the table, patted her chest in horror. This little kid really didn't stop for a moment!

"Jin Mo, didn't you play on the sofa? When did you go to the large study room?" Kneeling down, pulled her daughter down and patted the dust on her body, changing from her angry posture in the afternoon: "Jin Mo, don't do it in the future. Climb under the table indiscriminately, know it, it's dirty, if your mother finds out, she has to say you again."

"Yes." After receiving Lin Zikui's instructions, Lin Jinmo nodded quickly, stretched out a short fat arm to encircle Lin Zikui's neck, and "pommed" on Writer Lin's face with the drooling mouth. After several times, he said aggrieved: "I am not very angry anymore. Momo knows that he was wrong, so I won't be very angry anymore!"

"...Hehehe, I'm afraid to hit you hard!"

"No, I'm afraid that I will be greatly unhappy, and my mother who is greatly unhappy will be unhappy too!"

"Not so unhappy," Lin Zikui was so happy and moved by her little sensible daughter, she held the little guy in her arms and stood up, walked to the window to enjoy the beautiful night scene outside, "Jin Mo You are three years old, and you should have a vague concept of what should be done and what should not be done. Then tell yourself, today you are getting toothpaste and mom’s cosmetics everywhere, should it be or shouldn’t be? ."

"No, Momo won't be anymore next time..." The voice became smaller and smaller, the little guy lowered his head shyly, lying on Lin Zikui's shoulders aggrieved in silence.

Seeing that her daughter knew she was wrong, Lin Zikui said more. Looking at the night view outside the window, she felt a lot of feelings. The feeling of being a parent can only really feel and understand after she has a child. .

After Her Majesty finished everything, she thought about playing with the baby for a while. Who knows, she turned her head, there was no figure of the baby, and hurriedly went upstairs to look for it. When she opened the calligraphy door of Lin Zikui, she saw Xiao Xiao The guy lay obediently in his husband's arms.

Gently walked over from the waist of the ring on Lin Zikui, opposite Jin Mo, and while talking, stretched out her hand to tease her daughter's little face: "Why is she here with you."

"Come and apologize to me!"

"Apologize?!" Lifting his head from Writer Lin's arms, he looked at the little guy with a little surprise. He has actually become so sensible. This is not the case when he did wrong before.

"Hey, is Lin Zikui's daughter more sensible than you were when you were a child?" For the first time, her daughter satisfied her. How can she not be proud of her own wife? Raise your head high, straighten your neck, and clearly ask for credit!

"Yes!" Lin Zikui was stunned in front of her again, but the news also made her very happy. She squeezed her lover's face, branded a kiss on his neck, and said reluctantly: "I hold the brocade Mo go to the room to play, you work hard!"

...

By the time Lin Zikui finished writing the manuscript, it was late at night, and she quietly opened the bedroom door, and saw Fang Yiai holding the boy asleep, but the bedside lamp hadn't turned off yet. It seemed that she was waiting for her to fall asleep.

Walked quietly, took the little guy to the baby room, and covered it with a quilt. When I went back, I found that the beauty who was lying on the bed was not there. When I was thinking about looking for someone in the toilet, the beauty who sprang out suddenly was pushed into the bed.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"...Wait for you so long!" He pouted unhappily on Lin Zikui's body, biting his lover's lips like venting, and after the long kiss was over, he continued to blame: "Originally, I deliberately I want to get home from get off work early and live a two-person world with you. Now there is nothing, you say, how to make up for it?"

"What's the problem? I'll play with you all night tonight! Gentle, lingering, rough, abnormal, let's play it all over!"

"Okay!" I especially like the way that Writer Lin is playing bad now. It is completely different from the usual Binbin and Ya, and occasionally changing the taste can increase the spice of the couple's life. Fang Yiai also cooperated in particular, enchantingly stood up and sat on her lover’s lower abdomen, slowly pulling down the belt around her waist, taking off her clothes, and showing a large spring for Lin writer...