Marriage Pet (GL)

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Little belly, little belly, little belly...

While flipping through the screen in her mind, Lin Xingqing dared to go against Fang Xia's paper tiger again while Fang Xia was still patiently moving again. After taking a few deep breaths, she took a few steps back.

"Fang Xia, it's really good."

That coquettish voice carried a little unknowingly begging for mercy, coupled with Lin Xingqing's face that was as red as the morning glow that could no longer be concealed.

"Lin Xingqing."

When Fang Xia lost his hand, his tone was still a little serious, but when he met Lin Xingqing's gaze, looking at that beautiful face under the light, his eyes were heavy, and his breath was unbelievably soft.

Stretching out his hand, he took Lin Xingqing's hand tightly, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed her head, and glanced at Lin Xingqing's stomach lingeringly, while Lin Xingqing subconsciously covered her stomach with her hand, resolutely defending her little belly , Fang Xia sighed softly, and finally withdrew his gaze.

"It feels good in the hand."

In the night, Fang Xia's voice was slightly hoarse, with a serious tone.

But it feels good...、

While subconsciously following Fang Xia's footsteps forward, Lin Xingqing silently touched her stomach with her hands.

It feels really good.

After a period of time, the stuffed stomach is no longer full, it is fleshy and soft, but no matter how you touch it, you can feel the existence of the belly.

hehehe~

So why is she so good at eating?

How could she be so good at eating tonight!!

After that, the whole journey was calm and quiet.

As usual, they slept together in the same bed.

But as expected, she was thinking day by day and dreaming at night. That night, Lin Xingqing felt as if something had opened up her lower abdomen and exposed it. She rubbed and rubbed, and there was a sigh of satisfaction: " Xingqing, it feels so good."

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In order not to think about it every day, in order not to die in shame!

After showing her sensual belly in the mirror the next day, she was silent for a while, vowing to eat less, but after the chef's perfect cooking skills accidentally ate to her satisfaction, Lin Xingqing was furious, and had new decision.

She! Want! Exercise! Exercise!

Fang Xia turned off the alarm clock for the first time, and fell asleep until nine o'clock. Lin Xingqing followed Fang Xia to protest seriously, and expressed her firm and serious determination. Somehow, she fell in love with Fang Xia who patted her head to kill her. , gently ruffled her hair.

"good."

***

Morning, six o'clock.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle.

The alarm clock sounded extremely loud and crisp.

Lin Xingqing, who had made a vow yesterday, silently pulled up the quilt, and buried herself little by little with the sound of the bell.

It clearly reveals what it means to cover one's ears and steal one's ears, and what it means to be a rogue Lai Chuáng.

Fang Xia, who had woken up a long time ago, changed into a set of casual clothes. Looking at the motionless figure with only a trace of black hair exposed, the whole body was buried under the quilt. Since there was no one around, the smile on his face was so bright that he didn't need to hide it. the point.

The dimples are looming, and Fang Xia casually tied her hair into a bun. Wearing casual clothes, Fang Xia looks like a bright and childish college student who just started college.

But it seemed that he realized what was wrong very quickly, Fang Xia quickly hid that smile, and when his eyes met with himself in the mirror, the ball head was disassembled and reassembled and changed back to the usual regular and serious hairstyle.

Even though she still looks like casual clothes, Fang Xia, who is not close to strangers, is as full of aura as before.

"Snapped."

The ringing alarm clock was pressed down by slender fingers, bringing the whole room back to its usual calm.

brush~

The curtains were pulled open, and in a bright room, the figure who had buried himself under the quilt remained motionless, as if vowing to be in love with the quilt until they grow old.

"Fang Xia, you must not turn off my alarm clock tomorrow, I have to get up early to exercise!

The effect of waking up in the morning and exercising is the best.

You see, I go to bed late in the morning, and I eat... a little full during the day, and I just eat..."

Lin Xingqing's sworn words from yesterday flashed through her mind, Fang Xia's eyes were extremely soft, but she finally walked to the side of the bed at a leisurely pace, and pulled the quilt away without any hesitation.

In the early morning light, a girl with black long hair loosely loose, her long pajamas with a skirt slightly rolled up, revealing a large section of smooth and fair legs.

"Let me sleep a little longer, sleepy."

Before Fang Xia's eyes lingered between those legs, she was full of sleepiness, and a hoarse and dispositional female voice rang out, full of coquettish intentions.

Fang Xia raised her head, and saw that the girl with sexual and sensual senses had trembling black eyelashes, and slightly pursed red lips, as if she didn't want to open her eyes.

It turned out that Lin Xingqing would rely on Chuáng.

As that perception slipped through his mind, Fang Xia couldn't help but stare quietly for a few seconds before reaching out and gently pinching Lin Xingqing's nose.

"Um...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

No air can be breathed through the nose, and even if you want to sleep, sleeping will become unpleasant, but even so, Lin Xingqing is still making the last struggle, softly begging for mercy, groping wildly with her hands, and grabbing Fang Xia's hand Just start shaking.

Apart from closing her eyes tightly, Lin Xingqing at this moment looked more lively and soft than usual.

Originally a very firm thought, Bu Yun^Shang^Xiao^Zhu somehow softened.

Fang Xia smiled lightly and shook his head, let go, and covered the girl with the quilt again.

"Lin Xingqing, go to sleep, it's not that I didn't call you."

In those words, the girl who got more and more stretched because of getting the quilt rolled the quilt into a ball, rubbed against the quilt with attachment, her red lips slightly raised, and she looked contented.

brush~

The curtains that had just been drawn were drawn again, and in the darkness, it was a better state of sleep.

squeak~

The door is closed.

Leaving behind a piece of silence and darkness, as well as the sweet sleeping girl.

Exactly the same as usual.

"Miss, good morning, Miss Lin, she..."

Amidst Mrs. Li's habitual greeting, she asked a little hesitantly as she glanced at Fang Xia's side.

After a long time, among the few people in this house, there will always be feelings unconsciously, not to mention Lin Xingqing's expression was extremely serious yesterday when he said that he was going to train.

"Still asleep, Mrs. Li, I'll go for a run."

"Okay, miss."

***

Everything was exactly the same as usual, when Li Xingqing finally fell asleep and woke up satisfied, seeing that it was still nine o'clock, she suddenly felt bad.

Fang Xia turned off her alarm clock again!

She clearly said that she should exercise her body well, but if this goes on, how will her belly lose weight!!

The author has something to say: Hahaha, Lai Chuáng is so cute!

Do you feel that Lin Xingqing is so cute!

When writing Lin Xingqing Lai Chuáng, An An kept flashing through her mind:

"You little goblin, tempted me early in the morning."

The necessary morning exercise after the domineering president's words.

Cough, after finishing writing the jing score, I tried my best to roll away.

Chapter 17

"Ding dong."

When Lin Xingqing wanted to complain, the crisp ringing of her mobile phone finally interrupted her thoughts.

It's a text message, and the text message is very simple "Fang."

square?

Lin Xingxing puffed up his face slightly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This simple abbreviation of "Fang" has an extremely auspicious 8 in its mobile phone number.

It was when she officially moved into Fang Xia's home that Lin Xingqing was Fang Xiacun's abbreviation.

But although this number has been saved for a while, in the final analysis, their call time is almost a handful, and the text message has never been sent.

And now Fang Xia would take the initiative to send a message, what exactly is it, I am really curious!