For The Rest of Our Life

The low mood suddenly ushered in an unexpected surprise. With Lin Xian's scorching breath spraying on Xiao Wanqing's sensitive ear, Xiao Yunqing felt violently that every sweat on his body seemed to follow Lin Xianqing The hot wind blowing gently across the ears was swaying.

Lin Xian's slender and powerful arms, tightly circled, did not seem to be his waist, but his own, beating and dancing heart without control.

Xiao Wanqing couldn't help but feel a bit soft. But she was wary of her duty: No, she couldn't let Lin Xian discover her anomalies, she couldn't let her feelings affect Lin Xian, or even scare Lin Xian.

She slightly lifted her hands down on both sides, trying to stabilize her trembling voice that Lin Xian unwittingly twitched. She gently pushed back Lin Xian and said: "Envy, don't make trouble..." In the end, still Some are not stable.

The voice was soft and soft that Lin Xian had never heard, even with a bit of temptation, Lin Xian heard the sound, and his heart was palpitated.

Too confusing people...

Lin Xian's brain was stunned, and suddenly gave birth to wanting, holding Xiao Xiaoqing a little more, wanting, and then listening to her with such a voice and tone, called "envy" thoughts.

She was about to let go of the hot food bag she was holding in her hand, and wanted to hug the person in her arms with her arms. There was a harsh knock on the door outside the door, and Zhen Di Lin Xian suddenly returned to God. .

What did she almost do to expose herself and lose her sense?

Lin Xian hurriedly released his hand holding Xiao Wanqing's thin waist, stepped back slightly, and stood side by side with Xiao Wanqing, and quickly hung a slightly embarrassed smile.

Xiao Wanqing was too busy to care for himself, and did not notice the abnormality of Lin Xian. Her bright water eyes are full of water, which is more moist and moving than usual, so that she dare not look directly at Lin Xian, for fear of leaking, even if she is not thinking about her.

She knew that at this moment, her ears must be very red, maybe her face was also flushed.

Pretending to be calm, Xiao Wanqing quickly walked to the sofa and sat down, walking, brushing her hair, putting down her hair behind her ears, and covering her hot ears exposed to the air. Afterwards, she calmed her emotions, cleared her throat almost imperceptibly, bent her lips and bent her eyes to warmly greet Lin Xian: "Sit." Afterwards, she responded freely to the knock on the door: "Please Enter."

Lin Xian swallowed, took a deep breath, and tried hard to forget, just before Xiao Wanqing made her heart palpitate "Envy, don't make trouble..." beside her. She didn't know why at that moment, she felt that her heart was burning fiercely, causing her to lose the reason she had always been proud of. The voice was so soft.

She calmed down slowly, walked to the sofa opposite Xiao Wanqing, and took out the hot food that had been holding in her hand silently from the bag, spreading out box by box on the coffee table.

Outside the door, with Xiao Wanqing's answer, he probed into the head of a 25-year-old girl with a round head and a round face, and asked Xiao Wanqing happily: "Editor, I came up after eating first, and Xiao Ke is still in the restaurant , Saying you didn’t reply by texting you. She asked me to ask you, do I need to bring you anything?"

Xiao Wanqing showed a faint smile and shook his head: "Let Xiao Ke eat safely, no need." Her eyes fell on Lin Xian's set meal, with a tone of unintentional spoiling. : "My children came to send me meals."

Lin Xian was unpacking the takeaway disposable chopsticks. Hearing the words "my children", he moved in his hand, and his heart burst into sweetness.

The people outside the door were already gossip, and immediately looked at Lin Xian, who was opposite Xiao Wanqing, and suddenly realized: "Oh, I remember this little beauty, you were brought by the editor-in-chief before." She saw that it was not time for work, Xiao Wanqing People have always been kind, and can’t help but inquisitively: “Last time we were secretly guessing, is it your sister who is the editor-in-chief? It looks as good as the editor-in-chief! Are the genes of your family so good?”

Xiao Wanqing glanced at Lin Xian, and he rarely had a bit of teasing thoughts, teasing the other party: "Don't lie to me, don't you just guess in private, isn't it my daughter? There are multiple versions." For example, the most vicious version is that she became the stepmother of others, Lin Xian, her cheap daughter.

Old single women, in high positions, will inevitably have some inexplicable guesses. Xiao Wanqing has always been left and right ears out, it is not a matter of course. Her assistant Xiao Ke has followed her for two or three years and has a very good relationship with her. Sometimes she hears rumors and rumors, but she is even more angry than her.

The people outside the door heard Xiao Wanqing so jealous, and suddenly changed his face to mutter, and confessed with a guilty conscience: "No, no." She said quietly, and at last she explained: "Editor, I really haven't." "She's really just that the person who listens to gossip, there is something in the story that Xiao Wanqing's stepmother wants to be the upper class, that is, the deputy editor-in-chief who has never been able to rise.

Xiao Wanqing didn't really care, she just beat those who jumped too hard. She smiled kindly at each other's heart and said, "I know, I'm joking with you. The correct answer is that she is my niece, don't you guess in the wrong direction."

Where did the other party dare to talk nonsense, nodded, and quickly found a topic, and ran away with relief.

Lin Xianrao looked at Xiao Wanqing, who was scared away by hiding the needle in Mianli with his cheek, and his lips became deeper and deeper. How charming is this woman, exactly?

She pushed the rice and the dismantled chopsticks in front of Xiao Wanqing and joked: "It turns out that our Aunt Xiao is not a bully at all."

Xiao Yuanqing looked at the girl with a meaningful ridicule, picked up the chopsticks, and could not help embarrassing for a moment, then she said, "Do I look good bullied?"

Lin Xian hesitated, and nodded fearlessly, shouting: "Yes, so bully!" While protecting his head exaggeratedly, as if afraid of being attacked by Xiao Wanqing.

Xiao Wanqing was amused by her, and she couldn't help but shyly smiled at her: "No big, no small!"

Lin Xian saw Xiao Wanqing smiling happily, apparently not really unhappy, and did not put the colleague's rumours on his heart, so he let go. She lowered her hands to protect her head, calmed some joke, and lowered her voice to care about Xiao Yunqing seriously: "Why didn't you go to dinner at noon? If I didn't come, Aunt Xiao, would you be hungry at noon? ?"

The girl's eyes were bright and tender like Wang Qingtan, Xiao Wanqing looked at her, and she quickly lowered her head, her eyes fell on the food on the coffee table.

She humbly denied softly: "No, the job at hand just happened to be almost unfinished. I was just about to finish and went to dinner."

Lin Xian didn't believe it. She filled Xiao Wanqing with a small bowl of soup and hummed: "No, Xiao Xiaoyun, you have a bad record. It seems that I will have to conduct random spot checks on Teacher Lin in the future."

Xiao Wanqing took a sip of hot soup and heard Lin Xian give you the nickname and character she brought to the ground. She felt like she was gently scratched by feathers and itchy. She wanted to maintain the face of her elders to fight back against Lin Xian, but in the end she couldn't beat the sweet joy that rose uneasy in her heart.

In the end, she just changed the subject weakly and told Lin Xian: "Hurry up and eat, it's going to be cold."

After lunch, it's not too early. Xiao Yunqing knew Lin Xian's class schedule well, knowing that she had classes in five or six sessions, took Lin Xian to the folding bed in her office cubicle, and offered a thoughtful proposal: "Xian Xian, it is too late to go home to rest now, go directly to school It’s too early to go to class. You can take a lunch break here. I will call you up when it’s almost time to send you to class, OK?"

Lin Xian remembered the last time she rested alone, and did not immediately agree to come down, but instead asked Xiao Taoqing: "What about Aunt Xiao?"

Sure enough, Xiao Wanqing compared with the outside of the door, not thinking that: "I continue to work busy."

Lin Xian immediately groaned, grievously and unhappyly obviously, refused: "Then I go directly to the school." As the words said, but her body cunningly did not want to get up.

Xiao Yunqing didn't doubt that he was there, and she didn't respond to her sudden unhappiness, and she was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Lin Xian stretched out Xiao Xiaoqing's hand and looked up with serious eyes, asking her with serious doubts: "Why can't we take a lunch break together?" She paused and lowered her eyes and explained in a low voice: "I took a lunch break alone, and it hurt Aunt Xiao. If you can’t rest, I feel very guilty. I’m still going to school. Aunt Xiao, you have a good rest.” During the talk, she lifted her upper body slightly, as if she was about to stand up. During the movement, she couldn't help but open her mouth lightly, reached out to cover it, and yawned a sleepy poor yawn.

Xiao Yuanqing looked at the girl's little head, and her distressed heart immediately occupied all her heart. She couldn't help but reached down and pressed the girl to get up, touched the black hair scattered behind her with compassion, and softly compromised: "I didn't think about it. You sleep, I sleep too, let's take a lunch break together. ?"

The girl immediately raised her head and looked at her shiningly. After a second, she grinned and showed a contented smile.

The bed was too narrow for the two to lie side by side at a distance. Xiao Yunqing watched Lin Xian straightly staring at her clear eyes and falling down with herself, she began to regret it.

The girl's eyes, too... touching.

Her breathing sounded as if it were in her ears, and it was clear and audible. Xiao Yunqing knew that if she turned her face, Lin Xian's face, the distance from herself, was just a few steps away.

She closed her eyes, carefully, and raised her body quietly, wanting to move towards the edge of the bed, pulling away from Lin Xian.

Unexpectedly, Lin Xian suddenly turned over, stretched out his long arm, grabbed Xiao Wanqing's waist, and buried his face in Xiao Guanqing's neck fondly.

In Xiao Wanqing's arms, she laughed muffledly: "Aunt Xiao, you are about to fall."

Xiao Yunqing's body stiffened for a short time, motionless, and even subconsciously held his breath and dared not breathe.

Because she found... that her heartbeat was really loud and loud.

She bit her lip, afraid Lin Xian would hear it.

She didn't know that Lin Xian buried in her arms was like her, and her heart was beating like a drum, so that she didn't find out that the heartbeat was in a hurry and it was not just her own.

After a long time, Lin Xian asked her softly: "Aunt Xiao, I took a hundred points in the exam. Can I ask for a reward?"

Xiao Yuanqing slowly softened her body in the arms of the girl. She couldn't help but stretch out her hand and hugged the girl in her arms vainly, and tenderly agreed to her: "Well. What reward do you want?"

Lin Xian clung to Xiao Wanqing's collarbone and said softly: "I want you, Aunt Xiao, have a date with me." It seems to be a lick, can't it?

Xiao Wanqing felt nothing, she listened to the girl, and her heartbeat seemed to miss a beat.

The word dating is really... easy to make people think.

Maybe, it's just that it's easy to make her this, easy to be passionate about the crush, and think about it. She laughed at herself.

For a while, she gently patted the girl's back, smiled warmly, and promised Lin Xian: "Okay, here for you. Go to sleep, good afternoon."

The girl's breathing was finally slowly in her arms, little by little, calming down.

Xiao Wanqing sighed for a long time, lowered his head, and gently rubbed Lin Xian's head with his jaw. Under her eyes, there was something that Lin Xian hadn't seen when she was awake, so hot and soft and tender.

She thought: that's it.

This is fine.

Lin Xian didn't need to know anything, nor should he know anything.

Love is a matter for two people.

A crush, but only one person can complete it.

As long as she is Lin Xian, on her normal track, she can go on peacefully, happily and happily.

In this way, she was ashamed of her heart, and she was ashamed of her question.

The author has something to say: Later, colleagues have a new gossip direction:

The editor-in-chief seems to have a bad waist recently?