Wedding Pet

When I walked out of the ward, the time was much earlier than before. It ’s not impossible not to stay a little longer, just to stay a little longer in those emotions that seemed to be surging out, Lin Xingqing was afraid that he could not control himself That way, Lin Yufeng must be worried.

It was only half past three, and the bright sunshine was not stingy at its own temperature at the moment, and it shone warmly on the body as if to disperse all the haze.

Red light, green light, red light, green light ...

Beep, pop ~

The sound of the whistle unique to the car was occasionally interspersed with the sound of some pedestrians talking in a soft voice.

At this moment this place is actually a lively atmosphere unique to the city.

Standing at a place just a street turn away from the hospital, Lin Xingqing looked at the scene in front of her quietly for a while, before she wiped her face hard and suppressed all emotions.

3:50.

"Miss Lin."

As always with the maid's hello, the door was opened, Lin Xingqing responded, and walked in. Lisao, who was originally pointing down at the housemaid's attention in the house, raised her head and opened her eyebrows slightly: "Miss Lin, come back."

"Well, Lisao, I'm back."

"It's still early, Miss Lin sits for a while."

"Okay, Lisao, you are busy."

In that dialogue room, Lin Xingqing's footsteps to go upstairs paused, sitting directly on the sofa, randomly picking up a book on the bookshelf to read it.

Lin Xingqing doesn't love books. Even if you really want to read books, it's generally a kind of extremely bubble and straightforward novel.

But at the moment, the books near the sofa shelf are all Fang Xia's. Just like the person of Fang Xia, these books are all tedious and long or boring theories, or they are like finance and economics. They seem to be full, and there is no Lin Xingqing. Favorite.

However, with my heart sullen and full of unspeakable emotions, in contrast to the empty second floor, Lin Xingqing would rather stay on the first floor at this moment, just as if only she was sitting on the sofa, watching Lisao and others busy. The figure was too weird, so I looked at the book indiscriminately, that was the best way Lin Xingqing could think of, opened it, and looked at the book that could almost be regarded as hypnosis. Lin Xingqing sat upright and looked hard With.

I do n’t know if it ’s a psychological effect. In the reading room, Lin Xingqing always feels that he can vaguely invest in `source` management` unknown` about a few times, smelling a faint, unique fragrance of Fang Xia, the fragrance is at this moment There is a feeling of calming down between the winding noses.

"This is how it works, understand?"

"I understand."

In that low conversation, Lisao raised her head, Yu Guang looked at the elegant sitting posture, slowly reading a thick book of Lin Xingqing, in the bright light, playing Lin Xingqing's face, with a kind of That is beautiful and sexy.

Contradictory beauty that cannot be ignored.

After a few seconds of silence, Lisao returned her gaze quietly, but her movements became softer.

Everyone in the whole room was trained by Yun Yunshang $ 小 $ before they started to work. At this moment, after hearing Lisao's soft command, the movement became lighter and lighter, even if the sun was shining, but with a near tranquil atmosphere.

Lin Xingqing diligently looked at it, but the content of the book still knew her, she didn't know them.

So why is she reading this book?

With such interrogative sentences, there is still a faint fragrance of Fang Xia between his noses, Lin Xingqing continued to watch hard, once, twice, three times ... Long time I have not turned the pages of the book, I do n’t know when, Lin Xingqing hands Jing Jin was relaxed, his body leaned back slightly, the book was attached to his face, and the hair was gradually falling when the sun began to fall. Just in front of him, this uncomfortable posture, Lin Xingqing fell asleep.

Silently, fell asleep in extreme silence.

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"Miss Lin, you ..." After a busy lap, Lisao, who was finally vacant, was about to ask Lin Xingqing some things, but the footsteps stopped before she approached.

In the slightly warm sunlight, the book is close to the face, and the sitting posture still looks very ladylike, but the head is slightly sideways, and the body begins to relax. In the warm sunlight, like a girl in ink painting, it is obvious that Fell asleep.

It's so late in the morning, so why are you asleep again?

I thought like that, but Xu was really a long time relationship between this girl and her. Although it was not much conversation on weekdays, I watched it quietly for a while, just like the words that stopped, Lisao turned around Lin Xingqing was covered with a thin blanket and left quietly.

5.20pm.

Sunshine has the last hint of temperature. Fang Xia parked his car skillfully, and walked to the villa at a faster pace than usual, but was still some distance away from the gate. He heard Lisao respectfully and slightly. An intimate voice came: "Miss, you are back."

"Well, Lisao."

That kind of dialogue is exactly the same as on weekdays, but with Lisao's temperament, it doesn't seem like someone who will wait at the door specifically.

Fang Xia gradually approached the gate and looked at Lisao in front of her, slowly slowing down until she stopped.

"Lisao."

There were no more words, but the dark eyes looked silently, but Fang Xiawei's words had been made clear.

Lisao and Fang Xia looked at each other, and her eyes slightly lowered.

"Miss Lin came back a little early today. I took a look at the book of Miss. I fell asleep on the sofa at this moment. I was afraid of disturbing her. I came out first ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ fell asleep

"After waking up, the next exercise really looks good."

In the rapid flash of several words in his head, Fang Xia sipped his lips, his eyes darkened slightly, and he walked up again, but the footsteps could not help but lighter.

"I know, Lisao, hard work."

"Not hard."

As the servant opened the door, Fang Xia walked in without a pause.

Only this time, just as Lisao chose to come out, as Fang Xia walked in, the door was closed, and the whole room was only Fang Xia and Lin Xingqing.

In this world, the one who knows Fang Xia's heart the most, Lisao is definitely one.

The lights were not turned on in the house, the only light was just outside the window and was not considered bright, but the figure was still half-sitting and covered with a thin blanket as bright as ever.

Fang Xia quietly looked at Lin Xingqing, who had a book on his face and a blanket on his body, and inexplicably felt a little compact. After a while, he just bent over and changed his shoes.

The plush slippers have the softest comfort, but after walking a few steps, even if there is still a little noise, Fang Xia looked at the girl who was still sleeping, and quietly put the slippers after a few seconds of silence. Take off.

Walking on the ground with only single socks is a very unusual thing for Fang Xia, but at this moment, except for the first few steps, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and her eyes kept staring at the sleeping Lin Xingqing, That step became soothing.

Although the living room is quite large, it does not take long to walk up. Fang Xia stands in front of Lin Xingqing a few minutes later.

The distance between the two is one step away.

Sitting at one station at a glance, sleeping and watching one at a time, just like any time between Fang Xia and Lin Xingqing when they woke up early in the morning, but at this moment, watching the Lin Xingqing that was almost covered, Fang Xia's dark eyes crossed The lighter it came, until it came with a near-transparent color.

"Lin Xingqing."

The slightly cold female voice sounded, and the book that had been quietly attached to Lin Xingqing's face was finally taken down, and put back on the shelf on the side.

Slap ~

The sunlight outside the house finally fell completely. The lights outside the house should turn on regularly. In a light different from the sunlight, Lin Xingqing, who was leaning on the sofa, was still sleeping unconsciously. The book is too long, or the sitting posture is not a comfortable posture, so that the girl with a faint face and a few prints on her face, without the cover of the book, has her long hair spread out and her brows are shallow and wrinkled. , Red lips slightly murmured, as if complaining silently.

But obviously, Lin Xingqing was sleeping deeply at this moment. Even if she felt a little uncomfortable, she still refused to wake up.

Between the slightly wrinkled eyebrows, the quiet and dark eyes, the nose bridge, the red lips ...

The same slowly and carefully browsing, after a while, with a near-satisfied exhalation sound, Fang Xia's fingers moved slightly, took out his phone, and the girl in front of him was Cacha's shot One.

In the not-so-bright light, the girl ’s appearance is a little blurry, but looking at the photos that are safely stored in the mobile phone, after putting the mobile phone securely, Fang Xia ’s lip angle slightly raised, bent slightly, waist, stretched out his hand Lin Xingqing took care of Lin Xingqing's long hair, and then held Lin Xingqing's nose without hesitation.

Flesh, soft, and a little breath of hot air sprayed in the hand, without the cover of the hair style, just in this kind of action, Fang Xia's ears were slightly light red, but the hand was very Steady, there was no hesitation in those eyes.

Even the girl who loves the bed will feel extremely uncomfortable when the nose is pinched, not to mention it is not in the comfortable bed at the moment, so she is murmuring a few words and still ca n’t relieve the pinch. The poor breathing brought by the nose, the sleeping Lin Xingqing's eyelashes fluttered like crow's feathers, and finally opened his eyes slowly.

The eyes were still a little sleepy at first, but very quickly. After confirming and affirming that the person in front of him was not an illusion, Lin Xingqing's eyes widened instantly, and the sleepy "chirp" disappeared.

"Fang Xia, you, you are back"

The slightly stuttering speech sound, because of being pinched by the nose, appeared a little nasal sound, and the tone of the sense of **** was more crisp and numb.

Fang Xia's other hand in her pocket clenched her fist silently, but perhaps because Lin Xingqing was awake, the shallow blush of her ear was pressed down by her.

Obviously, Lin Xingqing felt nothing about his voice. At this moment, he felt a slight frown between the noses. After a few seconds, it seemed to finally react. Following the force between the noses, he looked at the arc of the palm of his hand that was not his own. , The slightly wide-eyed pupil gradually became full of incredible surprise.

"Fang Xia, you pinch my nose"

The inconceivableness in that sentence was too sharp, and after a few seconds of silence, Fang Xia finally closed his hands.

"Lin Xingqing, you are awake."

Completely calm and homely tone, quite a thief and not guilty.

But perhaps Fang Xiaping's aura in Lin Xingqing's heart is too strong.

It was so obvious that he was pinched his nose. At this moment, after his nose was free, Lin Xingqing subconsciously rubbed his nose with his hand, with a kind of fateful tone: "Well, Fang Xia I woke up."

Why did Fang Xia squeeze her nose?

Lin Xingqing was still sitting halfway, the thin blanket covering her body half indelibly, plus the slightly tight red lips.

Such Lin Xingqing is sexual, sensual, and cute.

"Since you wake up, wash your meals."

Continuing the homely utterance, gently rubbing Lin Xingqing's long hair, and in a rather soft hair touch, watching Lin Xingqing's face suddenly blushed due to her words, Fang Xiabe turned back, eyes closed There is a smile that can no longer be concealed.

The author has something to say: Fang Xia's heart is actually a little girl. He touches his nose and pinches his nose. Maybe there are still many childish movements, hum.