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No matter where you look at it, Zhang Huilin feels noble and elegant to the group o[-]o[-]o[-]o[-]o[-]o[-]o[-]o[-]o, but no matter how you chew Zhang Huilin's words, the central content It has nothing to do with the word elegant.

"But... aren't you rich yourself?"

After a long silence, Lin Xingqing spoke hesitantly.

Maybe it was because her expression was too shocked, or maybe she was mentally prepared when she came here this time, Zhang Huilin was more relaxed than she had ever seen before.

"puff."

After smiling uncontrollably, seeing Lin Xingqing's slightly opened eyes becoming more astonished, she coughed lightly and restrained her smile a bit.Lily novel group 1 1 0 8 1 7 9 5 1 (non-author group)

"But that didn't stop it from being a dream of mine, and of course I don't have that dream now.

Lin Xingqing, what about you, what is your dream? Is it to open a flower shop?"

"It can be counted."

"....."

When both of them let go of their defenses and no longer intentionally set up barriers, even though it would be difficult at first, maybe it was blood melting into water, or maybe it was just before coming, Zhang Huilin had already done enough homework, about Lin Xingqing Likes and dislikes, everything is well known, except for the awkward chat at the beginning, the two of them still had a good chat after that.

"It's getting late, I should go."

When Zhang Huilin stood up to say goodbye without hesitation, Lin Xingqing also stood up, and faced each other in silence for a few seconds, seeing Zhang Huilin holding the handle and wanting to leave.

Lin Xingqing hesitated a little, and finally called out the name again.

"Then goodbye... Mother."

If Zhang Huilin was just in a daze when she heard this title for the first time, then this time, after being a little dazed, she let go of the doorknob and smiled slowly.

He is obviously in his 40s, but when he smiles like that, he looks extremely warm and beautiful.

"Well, goodbye, Xingqing."

After the words fell this time, Zhang Huilin didn't stay long. Lin Xingqing quietly watched Zhang Huilin's figure disappear until she disappeared. She touched her inexplicably hot face and laughed silently for a while. I glanced at the time on my phone, it was just past three in the afternoon.

It's early, but what does that matter?

Anyway, there are no customers, she wants to get off work!

Close the door, go home, see Fang Xia!

^ o ^

"Miss Lin, are you back?"

"Well, I'm back, Mrs. Li, is Fang Xia there?"

"Miss is upstairs."

"Okay, then I'll go find her."

"Yes."

It's cold winter outside, but warm spring inside.

While taking off his coat, he watched Mrs. Li put his own coat away, and at the same time said a few short words to Mrs. Li. After getting the answer he wanted, he changed into the fluffy slippers and made a show with Mrs. Li. With a tacit expression, and seeing Aunt Li's seemingly helpless and indulgent expression, she walked up to the second floor with extremely brisk steps.

The room has always been quiet, but it seems that when we reach the second floor, the quietness will become more obvious. If it is more obvious, it is a feeling of tranquility from the heart.

Fang Xia.

Just thinking about this, Lin Xingqing's eyes couldn't help but bend slightly, her breathing subconsciously eased, and she pushed the door open very lightly.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows had not drawn the curtains, and the bright sunlight was shining in, but Lin Xingqing glanced around at first, but she never saw Fang Xia's figure.

Is Fang Xia not here?

No, Mrs. Li said she was there.

So....

She glanced over again with a little casual gaze, and stopped very quickly.

The light blue quilt cover was laid flat, wearing a slightly loose long t-shirt, and her hair was casually draped. Fang Xia just closed her eyes like that, with the corners of her lips raised slightly, she was actually asleep.

Fang Xia is actually not very good-looking.

Although this is known for a long time, to Lin Xingqing, Fang Xia has long been the best looking for her.

Among the two completely contradictory concepts, holding the doorknob with one hand and looking at Fang Xia's figure through the crack of the door, Lin Xingqing was completely infatuated.

Fang Xia actually fell asleep.

Sleeping in broad daylight is such a waste of time!

However, under the sunshine, Fang Xia, who was still showing off her long legs without hesitation even though it was winter, could see the extreme.

Want to kiss... hug... and want to...

Lin Xingqing unconsciously bit her lip, her lips were bitten inexplicably, her breathing became slightly heavier, and the door that was only slightly opened was opened again.

The figure belonging to Lin Xingqing came in with a sense of a thief, and then the door was quickly closed again.

The air conditioner in the house, Fang Xia, was turned on extremely hot. The moment the door was closed, the heat seemed to strike instantly, so that Lin Xingqing only felt a little dry and hot all over her body. In order to avoid making noise, the plush She had already taken off the velvet slippers, and the ground was not cold at all, but had a warm temperature instead.

In the light, in the touch of Luo's feet touching the floor, the sleeping Fang Xia still didn't feel anything, sleeping extremely softly.

One step, one step, another step... Finally arrived at the destination, quietly admiring Fang Xia's sleeping face again.

The soft quilt was in contact with the clothes, and she took a long breath. She took off her coat and only wore the unlined clothes. She just climbed up the bed along the bed, stretched her legs, and sat vainly. On top of Fang Xia, looking quietly at the seemingly extremely weak Fang Xia, the hand just like that slowly touched the pair of long legs that looked like Xiao Xiangji.

The author has something to say: So, I gradually got better with my mother.

By the way, how about you say it's over? It feels like it's over, cough~

Chapter 93 In broad daylight

The places where the legs should be strong are strong, and the places where should be smooth are smooth. It is a rhythm that can be played for a year with just one pair of legs.No matter how many times, Lin Xingqing still coveted these legs and couldn't help herself.

Of course, Lin Xingqing was a little cautious at first.

After all, countless times of education told her that Fang Xia, who is sleeping, is extremely bullying and extremely docile, but once she wakes up, it is the rhythm of turning into a wolf every minute, and after each turning into a wolf, as the bearer , It's all pain and happiness.

However, after touching lightly and tentatively, the person in front of her didn't even move, and even her breathing didn't change a bit. Lin Xingqing's light touch became a little bolder, and when she stretched her hand upwards, she fell asleep Fang Xia is just as she was at the beginning.

Won't you wake up if touched while asleep?

Is her skill so low?

Does Fang Xia usually sleep so deeply?

Although such and such thoughts flashed through her mind several times, in the end those thoughts were all quickly blown away by her under the stimulation of what she could do arbitrarily.

The temperature in the room was really high, Lin Xingqing inexplicably felt a little hot when she felt a little bit of good touch between her hands. She was only wearing a single shirt and trousers on her body. Involuntarily, he also took off his underpants, and when he sat down again, the tactile sensation of light and Luo's skin touching was transmitted so vividly.

Very comfortable, very...stimulating, stimulating!

Unknowingly let out a long breath, looking at Fang Xia who was lying on her back, wearing only a long T-shirt, and seemed to be able to reach the center of gravity along her legs, Lin Xingqing's chest heaved violently. There is water in the pupils unconsciously, and the lips are extremely radiant.

Her hands trembled slightly, even though the two of them had been together, changed, adjusted, arranged, and had done countless intimate actions, but this inexplicable feeling that the peasant turned over and the world was dominated by her made her a little inexplicably ashamed.

Of course, shame is shame, and doing is doing!

The hands lingered on the most delicate skin for a while, and while the eyelashes were trembling slightly, Lin Xingqing's hand paused slightly, and then quickly shifted the direction. Instead of going towards the point that pointed directly at the center of gravity, Lin Xingqing moved forward gently. , to touch the chest, the softest part in front.

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