wedding pet

If in the past, someone said that she would have a faster heartbeat when facing the same woman, Lin Xingqing must have thought that it must be a joke that was not funny at all.

But at this moment, the sound of the heartbeat is so loud that it cannot be doubted.

She, Lin Xingqing, at the still young age of 23, on a night surrounded by flowers in full bloom, her heart beat faster for Fang Xia who was also a woman.

Even if the rapid heartbeat at this moment does not mean that she has feelings for Fang Xia, the impulse of love, but the message it represents is actually very subtle.

The only thing to blame is this person in front of him... he is so calm and seductive!

Even if this person has always been serious and looks normal.

But once, twice, three times...

If Fang Xia wasn't flirting with her, Lin Xingqing would dare to write her name upside down!

With such thoughts in mind, what Fang Xia said or did after that was completely out of his mind, and even how he pulled his hands back from the room, Auntie Li's eyes flashed The astonishment of passing away was obviously captured, and Lin Xingqing didn't pay attention to look at it or think about it at all.

In the dead of night, after all kinds of washing, as usual, Lin Xingqing went to sleep first, while Fang Xia was on the bed, sleeping in a straight posture as usual, only a few breaths, but fell into a deep sleep.

Lin Xingqing, who finally got used to Fang Xia sleeping next to her, fell into complete insomnia after confirming that Fang Xia was asleep.

Look left and right, turn left and right, try to endure but still move around like a caterpillar.

I don't know how long it was like that, or maybe it was too much. Fang Xia, who fell asleep for several days and remained motionless, closed her eyes tightly, and said in a sleepy voice:

"Don't make trouble, go to sleep."

Fang Xia's regular body was slightly turned sideways, and the hand that had been tucked in the quilt was still motionless behind her waist with a hot temperature ring.

Lin Xingqing: "...Fang Xia?"

"..."

In the night, there was silence. In the posture of being embraced, the skins of the two were tightly pressed together, and there was almost the same aroma of shower gel in their noses.

So close, closer than ever.

but..

After cautiously trying to break free to no avail, Lin Xingqing quietly looked at Fang Xia, whose eyebrows were stretched and her long hair was loosened so softly. After trembling her eyelashes a few times, she let out a long breath. He closed his eyes.

"Lin Xingqing, you are my wife."

This night, this sentence was repeated in the dream like a curse, extremely powerful.

***

six o'clock~

There is no need for an alarm clock, the powerful biological clock is enough to wake Fang Xia up, but even if she is fully awake, she does not move, but just lies quietly.

There is a strong enough weight in Fang Xia's hands, and there is an already familiar smell permeating in her nose, and when she turns her head slightly, a head of black hair is casually in her hands, covering the space around her body, The girl who was next to her and looked extremely well-behaved was slightly raising her red lips at this moment, as if she had had an excellent dream.

"Don't make trouble, go to sleep."

His slightly coaxing words sounded in his ears, followed by the seemingly inadvertent but in fact Xiao's waist-wrapping motion that Xiao had thought about for a long time.

girl waist...

The hand that was so sore and numb after being pressed all night moved slightly, and the data about the waist size in the hand was instantly transmitted to the brain.

At most no more than two feet, it is enough to hold, and the elasticity is excellent, which makes people linger and forget to return.

Dinglingling~Dinglingling~

At that point, the clear and crisp bell rang out unwillingly, narrowly grabbing Fang Xia's sanity.

Taking a deep breath, he silently withdrew the hand that was about to reach into the hem of his clothes, and slowly pulled it out. The brow of the person in his arms frowned slightly, and then he rubbed against the pillow with some attachment, and the thick eyelashes formed a soft line under the eyelashes. A small arc.

She pursed her lips vigorously, and couldn't help thinking of the sight that had been watching her late last night, and the lips still revealed a trace of joy uncontrollably.

Turn off the alarm clock, wash clothes, change clothes, and walk out the door, lightly and silently said to the sleeping girl: "Good morning, Xingqing."

When stepping outside the door, Fang Xia looked as usual again.

"Good morning, miss."

"Morning, Mrs. Li."

"Miss, breakfast is here for you."

"Ah."

"Miss, I'm in a good mood this morning. Has the company discussed any big business?"

Mrs. Li has been in the house since Fang Xia was only four years old, and has been there for more than [-] years. Although she is a master and servant, her affection is different from that of others. In the unreadable expression, one can know Fang Xia's thoughts, and can also tentatively chat for a few words.

Fang Xia ate her breakfast gracefully as usual, but at this moment she couldn't help but pause slightly.

Are you in a good mood?

Her performance so obvious?

After a few seconds of pause like that, Fang Xia continued to eat breakfast, and ended the breakfast time in silence. Looking at Mrs. Li, Fang Xia wiped the corners of her mouth and said lightly:

"It's not about the company, Mrs. Li, see you tonight."

There is no redundant language description, but it is rare to respond to Mrs. Li's topic from the side.

Mrs. Li was slightly taken aback, looked at the figure that didn't turn back, smiled lightly and shook her head, her eyebrows and eyes also stretched.

[-]:[-] pm

The office is still busy. While Gao Yun G Chang G Xiao G is building high salaries and achievements, it also represents high-intensity work, whether it is Fang Xia or the overall company atmosphere, the same is true.

Desperate Saburo is not just screaming.

But after reviewing a document in his hand, Fang Xia rubbed his sore neck, glanced at the time on his wrist, put down his pen silently, started packing the documents, and prepared to leave work.

Dinglingling~

Like an alarm clock in the morning, the boring bell rang. Fang Xia put away the last document in his hand, picked up the mobile phone, and watched the insolent "Master" on the incoming call reminder. Pressed the connect button, sat back on the sofa, and slightly Come on, the whole person is in a relaxed posture.

Compared with Fang Xia's quiet environment here, as soon as the phone is connected, you can hear the deafening music, as well as the woman's delicate laughter, panting, and breathing.

In that incompatible atmosphere, Fang Xia still maintained a relaxed posture, but he didn't speak, just being so quiet.

A few seconds later, the noisy voice in the microphone was instantly quieter, and a slightly hoarse female voice sounded.

"Hey, Fang Xia, you boring gourd, you are so boring every time, I found a very fun place today, it is lively enough, enough atmosphere, the most important thing is that the ring is fat, swallows are thin, and all kinds of beauties are caught. Come on, even if you are a boring gourd, someone will definitely fall into your arms, a 27-year-old virgin, girl, it's time to indulge yourself."

The one called Young Master was a woman, even though her voice was slightly hoarse, her words were wild and casual, but she had a well-deserved "Young Master" demeanor.

But back then she took the title of young master so much that it was not because of her personality, but because of...

"Menghulu, why don't you talk? Think about how many people came to me on their own initiative, but I ignored them. I've already taken the initiative, why don't you even hum."

The female voice on the other end of the microphone clicked his tongue impatiently. At the same time, Jiaojiao Yanyan's various female voices sounded again, and the accompanying music was quite emotional.

But it didn't meet Fang Xia's taste from the beginning to the end. It wasn't in the past, and it's not in the present...even more.

Fang Xia's palm moved slightly, and that hand could still feel the touch of rubbing that slender waist in the morning. Listening to the impatient voice in the microphone, but insisting on refusing to hang up, the curvature of Fang Xia's lips became more and more obvious After a while, a dimple was looming, and she tapped lightly on the table. In such a quiet environment, the tapping sound was so loud that Fang Xia's unhurried voice finally rang out:

"Yiqian, enjoy yourself. If I don't go, don't come to me for such things in the future. I'm already a family man."

"Why do you have fun by yourself? Is there still less chance for me to have fun? Most of this I found for you... Huan Dang~ Fang Xia, you... what are you talking about... family? What family? I I don't know how!"

"Yiqian, I'm married. When she accepts me again, I will hold a banquet and invite you. It's getting late now. She should be waiting for me. I'm going to find her after get off work. Goodbye." .”

"Hey, what does it mean to be married? Invite me to a banquet? Fang Xia, aren't you a buddy who wears the same trouser cuff as you and me? How can such a big event..."

I don't know when the wild and hoarse female voice became serious. The female voices of Tiao Tiao Yanyan disappeared completely, and the only thing was that female voice who seemed rather unwilling to chatter. After finishing speaking, he hung up neatly.

Ring, hang up, ring again, hang up again.

After several times, a text message came.

Flipping through it, it was a sentence with a strong and extremely accusatory tone with emphasized punctuation:

Fang Xia, you are a guy who has love but no friendship, just wait for me!

Is there love or friendship?

love?

Fang Xia looked at it quietly for a while, and finally couldn't help but let out a low laugh. Just then she put the phone in her pocket, even after she walked out of the office, she finally took back that expression, but the brisk footsteps leaked out like in the morning. her heart.

love

She loves the word.

***

***

One night.. good sleep.

Lin Xingqing opened her eyes, held the phone habitually, and glanced at the time on the phone. When these four words flashed through her mind, she felt a little complicated for a while.

She was doomed to suffer from insomnia, but because Fang Xia reached out and pulled her into her arms, her nose was filled with the gradually familiar aroma, and she could hear a steady and strong heartbeat beside her ears, and she slept dreamlessly until nine o'clock in the morning.

Just yesterday I found myself facing Fang Xia's heartbeat faster, and at night I slept very sweetly in Fang Xia's arms.

This feeling is just...

Silently lying on the bed for a while, she let out a long breath, and Lin Xingqing finally went downstairs with her usual expression.

"Ms. Lin, good morning, breakfast is ready, I'll ask them to bring it up."

"OK, thanks."

Such words are commonplace every morning, and Lin Xingqing is used to it. The taste of breakfast is as delicious as ever. Refreshing and refreshing.

And human inertia is really easy to generate, but within a few days, Lin Xingqing has gotten used to this kind of life.

"Sister Li, I'll go out for a while and come back in the afternoon."

Lin Xingqing sighed silently in her heart, straightened her long hair casually, and followed Aunt Li habitually while walking outside.

"Okay, Miss Lin, when Miss went out today, she was in a good mood."

That Mrs. Li, who would never say a word on weekdays, seemed to be very gentle in the morning, but she was a rare talker.

Lin Xingqing paused slightly in her footsteps, resisting not turning her head.

"Oh, is that so? Mrs. Li, I see."

With her back to Mrs. Li in that calm tone of voice, Lin Xingqing's mood, which she had managed to adjust with great difficulty, instantly became chaotic.

Fang Xia is in a good mood, why not?

No, what does her good mood have to do with her?

It doesn't matter, they are husband and wife.

Bah, what a couple, it's just..just..

Well, they are husband and wife.

But even if they are husband and wife, Fang Xia's mood has nothing to do with her.

Well, it's okay, but why is Fang Xia in a good mood?Could it be because he found in the morning that she didn't break free from her shackles, and was still sleeping extremely sweetly in her arms.

So shameless!

She spit on herself secretly like that, after that, whether it was bright sunshine or gorgeous flowers, those were just floating clouds.

First floor, second floor, third floor...

Until she reached the familiar floor, looking at the quiet and deep corridor, Lin Xingqing patted her face lightly, and finally slapped away Fang Xia who was still incomparably strong in her mind without knowing why, and worked hard against her slightly hot face. He walked towards Lin Yufeng's ward with a normal expression.

Although Lin Yufeng said every time that he didn't need to visit her every day, Lin Xingqing seemed extremely stubborn about this point, and while answering, he would definitely come every day.

Her father is her fate. Although the words are extremely tender, they are her very real feelings after Lin Yufeng fell ill this time. Therefore, even if she knows that her father is much better, if she does not look at him every day, Lin Xingqing will Uneasy.

"dad.."

With the familiar ward number, he skillfully grasped the doorknob, and started to speak with a light smile, but Lin Xingqing swallowed the words before he could say them.

Through a door, there was a voice coming from the room. It was small and depressing, but if you listen carefully, you can hear it vaguely.

That was Lin Yufeng's voice!

The author has something to say: In order to get on the list before Thursday, I have exhausted all my strengths. Isn’t this picture particularly long and long!