Wedding Pet

Every day I seem to be able to meet Fang Xia again. This feeling is really not good or bad for Lin Xingqing.

Lin Xingqing was blushing red, listening to Fang Xia's suggestion to go to the bathroom to wash. When she washed her face with cold water and looked at herself in the mirror with some water drops, Lin Xingqing was completely conscious.

When holding the book, Lin Xingqing knew that the book had a hypnotic effect, but when he clearly received Lin Yufeng's bombardment, bombs, news, and stagnation, he could really hypnotize himself to sleep, even now It's really hard to think about it.

Lin Xingqing stayed in the mirror and deliberately spread out his long hair, covering his small half of his face, and covering the shallow blush. After nothing could be seen, Lin Xingqing went out.

"Fang Xia, I have washed it."

When the words fell, I saw Fang Xia, who had told her to eat before. At the moment, she was sitting on the sofa, reading a book in her hand, and her fingers flicked slightly as if accidentally.

Lin Xingqing looked at the empty dining table, raised his eyebrows slightly, and was about to say something more, but his eyes were very clear to see the name of the book in Fang Xia's hands.

It turned out to be the one she had read before!

Lin Xingqing: "...

"Miss, Miss Lin, the cook is just burning. I guess it will take a while."

Seeming to see Lin Xingqing's stunned goddess, Lisao looked up and explained quietly.

Lin Xingqing: "..."

As far as the whole room she saw was empty, she could understand that the dishes had not been cooked.

But she is not tangling this at all now, she is tangling ...

She just fell asleep on the face just this book!

Although I don't know when the book was taken away.

but!

This book was just asleep on her face! !

And now Fang Xia is using his slender fingers to rub slightly, and obviously there is nothing too big.

But this inexplicable ... inexplicable ... like to be touched indirectly, feel ...

"Xing Qing, come here."

Fang Xia, who looked down at the book, didn't know when to raise his head. He looked across his eyes, and his voice was a little gentle.

"..Oh."

Lin Xingqing exhaled deeply, her long eyelashes twitched slightly, and in the urge to control her desire to bite her lips, she responded softly and finally sat down extremely slowly.

Almost at the moment Lin Xingqing sat down, Fang Xia's hand was stretched out. In a very natural movement, her hand was tightly held by Fang Xia.

Lin Xingqing's hand was just washed, with a little coolness, while Fang Xia's hand was as hot as ever.

In the cold and hot, Fang Xia's hand that belongs to Fang Xia completely wrapped Lin Xingqing's hand tightly with the imperceptible power.

"This book is quite interesting."

Attracted by the hands gripped by the two, Lin Xingqing didn't understand what Fang Xia was saying at the beginning, until the hand that was holding her tightly and exerted a little force, and then pointed with her own hand. A section of the page: "Ilenestdesmotsetdeslocutions ..."

It was a section of French. Although Lin Xingqing University chose this as an elective, it was only sporadic and can be read a bit.

But at this moment, this paragraph that she had obviously read before, read in Fang Xia's mouth, but there is no accent, one word at a time, even though Fang Xia's expression still condenses, but as Fang Xia's Words, the fingers of the two are pointing at the same sentence, Fang Xia at the moment is almost a confusing charm.

"There are some words and phrases like fruits: some will never mature ... Lin Xingqing, which is very interesting."

"Ok."

"French is a very attractive language."

"Oh."

"You picked this book also because of this"

"Um ... ah ... I ... really."

She just picked a random one among those books that didn't look good, but looking at Fang Xia's close eyes, Lin Xingqing responded in random.

Although I do n’t know why I do n’t want to explain the real reason, I want to come and find out that this is the self-esteem of women.

"Then let's watch the next paragraph."

"...it is good."

The book in front of me is still extremely boring, and the vocabulary is also incomprehensible, but in Fang Xia's voice, Lin Xingqing feels that this book is not difficult to read and has a hypnotic effect in this view at the moment.

Even Lin Xingqing could clearly know that the feeling of anxiety brought to her by Lin Yufeng's information was strangely retreating little by little in Fang Xia's voice.

That kind of time lasted for more than half an hour. In Lin Xingqing's almost immersed in the strange atmosphere that "the book is obviously not good, but still want to read", Lisao, who has been quiet, broke the silence.

"Miss, Miss Lin, the food is ready, do you need to bring it to you?"

"it is good."

"Thank you Lisao."

At the end of Fang Xia, she let go of her hand and put the book back in place. Lin Xingqing stood there, inexplicably intent.

"If you want to watch it, watch it together next time."

Her hair was gently rubbed, and Fang Xia's voice rang on the side of her ear. Looking at Fang Xia, who didn't stay at the dinner table at all, even Lin Xingqing didn't even notice it, her lips slightly curled.

"Ok."

With a low voice, Lin Xingqing didn't know if Fang Xia heard it, but that didn't matter.

The most important thing is that with this kind of discourse, most of the anxiety that had originally retreated has subsided, except for a trace of strong pressure in my heart, that kind of anxiety will no longer affect her.

Everything will eventually pass, and everything will eventually be resolved.

After eating calmly, strolling around the garden to eat and drink quietly, after the washing was finished, she covered a bed purely and slept.

After a few days the wind and waves were calm.

Lin Xingqing never mentioned Fang Xia's morning smelting thing, but almost walked in front of Fang Xia, Lin Xingqing would wake up, and said to Lisao that she was going to practice in the morning. .

Zhang Huilin, her mother's name in Lin Yufeng's mouth.

Compared to Lin Yufeng, who is just an ordinary teacher, Lin Xingqing felt familiar from the beginning when she heard the name. Sure enough, it was easier to find information about this woman than she had imagined.

"Zhang Huilin, born in June 19XX, Gemini, daughter of Zhang Group Zhang Shan, is currently the manager of the sales department of Zhang Group, and ranks 36th in the Z City Financial Annual Wealth List.

Interest ~ www.readwn.com ~ Talk about piano and write poetry

Spouse: None. "

In this era, the Internet is too developed, as long as things that are not too private can be found, not to mention the hundreds, degrees, hundreds, and subjects that such celebrities specifically invite people to do.

Under the enviable information, there is a picture of a beautiful-looking woman in a white suit.

Such a person is like an enviable born.

However, after glancing through the encyclopedia, Lin Xingqing continued to search, and very quickly, more information was searched out.

Compared with the information on the encyclopedia, most of those searched out are actually gossip messages.

"Surprised, Zhang's unique love for small fresh meat!"

"Thousands of dollars, for whom rejoice for who is crazy"

"Zhang Shiqin Zhang Huilin is rumored to pedal two boats!"

"Zhang's Qianjin was proposed by his 16-year-old boyfriend on the Romantic Island, and good things are reportedly approaching."

In comparison to business achievements, it is clear that this woman is emotionally as if she had a good show of the year.

Of course, everyone on the Internet knows that the information on the Internet is not necessarily true. Many are just for new, news, hot spots, deliberately alarmist, but the flies do not stare at the seamless eggs.

"Xing Qing, she is your mother, and she has no children under her knees. She promised that she will take good care of you.

Compared to me, she ... will give you better care.

Zhang Huilin, that is your mother, she misses you very much. "

Looking through the information and reorganizing it, the three days passed. Lin Xingqing went to see Lin Yufeng as usual, but the visit time was shorter. Although he did not show his appearance, he thought Lin Yufeng was right. Looking at what she said, combined with the information she saw, Lin Xingqing felt like she was on the verge of running away.

And in this kind of patience, on the fourth day, Zhang Quan took the initiative to find her.

Perhaps before finding Lin Xingqing, Yun A, A, A and A were built. Zhang Quan had been to Lin Yufeng's side. At the moment, standing in front of Lin Xingqing, his expression was reserved, and the words he spoke did not have any slight tact.

"Lin Xingqing, your mother wants to meet you."

At that time, the sky was at noon, the sun was shining brightly, and there was a faint sound of birdsong. Lin Xingqing, who was dressed in a plain white dress, had a graceful figure and gorgeous appearance.

Just listening to Zhang Quan ’s words, Lin Xingqing stood quietly like that, with her dark eyes looking at Zhang Quan, with a wonderful expression. Wonderfully, in the passage of time, Zhang Quan picked his glasses and could n’t help thinking. Open again.

Da ~

In the subtle sound, the gorgeous Lin Xingqing slightly aroused a mocking smile:

"She Zhang Huilin wants to see me"

"Lin Xingqing, that's your mother. She wants to see you. You should know that you look like her."

Zhang Quan's discourse is to state the facts, but also has the color of a calmness rising from the bone.

It's like knowing that Lin Xingqing knows Zhang Huilin's identity.

Zhang Quan is right. In terms of appearance, even if he has never seen a real person, it is only a hundred degrees. It seems that the posture of Lin Xingqing and Zhang Huilin are similar.

so what

It would be a fart to live without raising!

What about Zhang's Group

She is now the wife of the wealthy Fang Xia.

Qiancai made her tempted

Ha ~

Lin Xingqing giggled a few times, like the shy and sweet face when she first saw Zhang Quan.

"No, I'm not free. Uncle Zhang will see you again."

In the neat voice, ignoring Zhang Quan's unfinished words behind him, Lin Xingqing walked to the ward in a scurrying step, and never looked back.

More than ten minutes later, when Lin Xingqing walked into the ward and was too late to open her mouth, she was lying on the bed, and some absent Zhang Yufeng stood up refreshed in an instant, and walked to her for a few seconds before thinking of it. Open the topic like:

"Xing Qing, you, why did you come to Zhang Quan, he, didn't he go to you?"

In the face of Lin Yufeng's surprised tone, Lin Xingqing patiently wiped the sweat beads on his face for Lin Yufeng, and as usual he patiently cut fruit for him, until Lin Yufeng looked like Somewhat anxiously asked again, she just looked up, with her dark eyes, and innocent appearance: "Uncle Zhang, I didn't meet him, it is estimated that he was walking with me."

Obviously, there is only such a way to the hospital. Lin Xingqing still said frankly in this kind of empty talk.

Lin Yufeng was silent for a moment, and wanted to say something, but when Lin Xingqing's eyes pressed down slightly, the expression closer and closer to oppression, the words swallowed back again.

"Dad, remember, I am very busy now. I have no time except to visit you!"

In that heavy reiteration, Lin Xingqing only smiled sweetly until Lin Yufeng responded with a sigh.

After that, in the chattering sounds of the past, Lin Xingqing only left after two hours.

When returning to Fang Xia's home, Lin Xingqing began to quietly read the book that was once again, fortunately, for a long time in the mode of reading only one page, when finally heard Fang Xia's footsteps sounded.

"Slap ~"

With the movement of books placed on the desk at random, Lin Xingqing greeted him extremely actively for the first time.

"Fang Xia."

In the half-falling sunlight, Lin Xingqing, who took the initiative to reach the gate, looked at Fang Xia's unhurried steps and smiled like a flower, his dark eyes were full of Fang Xia's appearance.

"You're back."

Fang Xia's footsteps paused, his eyes darkened instantly.

"Lin Xingqing, I am back."

The author has something to say: La La La, I always feel that Lin Xingqing is going to be a demon, cough ~