wedding pet

Imagination is wonderful, reality... is also beautiful.

Perhaps the mood was too high. When she returned home, Lin Xingqing had a smile on her face and eyes. That kind of smile was not the usual kind of smile that tried to pretend to be nothing, but a kind of smile that people couldn't help but look at it. Smile with joy.

Almost from the first second they met, Fang Xia's eyes didn't move away from Lin Xingqing's body.

In fact, Lin Xingqing sometimes finds it strange that although her appearance is indeed good, she has not reached the place where the country is overwhelmed, but Fang Xia always expresses it practically, and her appearance is definitely unique to Fang Xia. A family, the existence of Yanguan Quartet.

Of course, when the two of them are in love with each other, Lin Xingqing is extremely useful to Fang Xia's expression, whether it is superficial or selfish.

Enjoying Fang Xia's fiery gaze as an accompaniment, eating a delicious dinner, and the routine news of the dinner where the two hold hands, it is a rare time to be a woman who can hide secrets, hiding things that I have long wanted to say Waiting until the dead of night, although I feel uncomfortable, but let alone, in general, it is quite good.

Unknowingly, it was past nine o'clock.

Lin Xingqing, who washed it first, stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows. When she looked up, she could see the starlight that seemed to be within reach. Either in a hurry, or slowly, or sweetly embracing couples.

She lived in this room early in the morning and had such a privileged viewing location, but Lin Xingqing couldn't remember exactly when was the last time she enjoyed it like this

Maybe it's really a mood change.

So at this moment, I feel that the night scene is so beautiful.

Lin Xingqing, who was dressed in a silk nightgown, with bare ankles and long hair, was quietly looking at the scenery outside the window. Her eyes were drooping, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised. In the moonlight, she seemed to be caged The soft light will give people a sense of time and tranquility at first glance.

After washing just now, Fang Xia, whose hair was only half dry, came out with a careless movement of wiping. When she saw such a scenery, she paused slightly, and was dazzled by Lin Xingqing again for a few seconds. Strong willpower pulls back thoughts.

She casually took down the towel that was wiping her hands, and at a slightly faster pace, Fang Xia's eyes dimmed slightly as she looked at Lin Xingqing, who seemed to be still unaware. Lin Xingqing wrapped her entire body in her arms.

"Xingqing, what good things do you want to tell me, huh?"

Perhaps it was because Lin Xingqing had been standing there for a long time, her skin seemed a little cool, so that when Fang Xia's breath came, there was a rather hot touch.

Leaning back in this embrace almost instinctively, Lin Xingqing shivered slightly because of the breath, and before she could make a sound, came a cold touch that didn't match the breath at all.

Itchy.

That is...

Almost immediately, she turned her head, and as expected, she saw Fang Xia, who had just bathed and whose skin on her face looked particularly hydrated, and the culprit that caused her cold touch: that black, smooth and moist half-length send.

"Fang Xia, have you washed your hair?"

"Well, I'll do it in a while. Since you came back, you've been snickering and looking very happy. What's the good thing, you should tell me now, huh?"

While Lin Xingqing was holding her wet hair as if probing the truth, Fang Xia kissed Lin Xingqing's lips in the position in front of her eyes, her eyes were fascinated, her voice was hoarse, and she clearly showed that she was born with such emotions. A little grievance came.

While feeling the soft touch between her lips, Lin Xingqing slightly opened her lips, hooked the lips that wanted to escape, and actively and eagerly turned the light kiss into a passionate kiss.

Until the two were panting and separated, she was panting slightly, while snatching the surviving towel from Fang Xia's hand, and turning her body neatly, she turned behind Fang Xia.

"Fang Xia, bow your head."

The kiss was affectionate one moment, but the tone of the next moment was commanding. He was still in such a posture, and even Lin Xingqing's expression could not be seen.

Fang Xia paused slightly.

"Xingqing, I'll do it later."

In the slightly hoarse and cold tone, this time there was no pretense of grievance.

It's completely different from before.

But very cute.

With his back to Fang Xia, he couldn't see the expression, but it was also because of this that he was able to add the most suitable expression to such a tone more subjectively.

Just after the passionate kiss, Lin Xingqing's eyes were still slightly flushed, but those eyes were aroused with joy.

"I said, bow your head."

In the emphatic and serious tone, the woman who was obviously taller than her finally lowered her head slowly.

The bright moonlight is shining in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and when you look up, you can see the stars all over the sky. Even though the windows are tightly closed, it seems that you can feel the breeze with the fragrance of flowers.

Lin Xingqing had to use a lot of self-control to keep herself from laughing out loud.

But looking at the aggrieved and downcast black hair, she stretched out her hand to hold the towel, and the movements of her hands became extremely gentle.

Wiping hair is actually an extremely simple thing, but when a person is used to doing it with all his heart, that kind of intention will also be clearly known.

One click, one click, another click, as soft and delicate as if entangled with fingers.

One click, one click, another click, as if the matter in front of her was her whole world.

If Fang Xiashang looked a little aggrieved at the previous moment, at this moment, his body relaxed completely, and even his voice began to become extremely soothing.

"Xingqing, I didn't expect you to be so skilled."

"This kind of technology is not technical."

After answering like that, Lin Xingqing's brows and eyes became more and more tender.

Even if she did such a small thing, she was always praised, from Fang Xia's mouth, which always made her very happy.

The towel has excellent water absorption, but within a few breaths, Fang Xia's half-dry hair was wiped until it was almost completely dry.

When the towel passed through the last strand of hair, she felt the soft touch between the hair and her hand. The towel was thrown on the ground casually, almost nostalgic. She combed it with her fingers, feeling the comfort of the hair. .

"Xingqing."

"Ah."

"You have even learned this trick, why don't I lose my job?"

"Ok?"

Lin Xingqing responded with some doubts, and saw that Fang Xia had already turned around, forehead to forehead, and each other's hair entwined. In such an extremely intimate posture, accompanied by the faintly visible dimples, Fang Xia's voice was deep and entangled. an extreme.

"In order not to lose my job, it seems that I have to play more of my own role."

With those words, those lips wanted to attach hers with extreme precision.

For Fang Xia's kisses, Lin Xingqing naturally would not refuse anyone who came.

But when she was blushing and her heart was beating like this, and her mind was wandering, she suddenly remembered something that she had endured all night.

With her white and slender hand firmly covering Fang Xia's lips, Lin Xingqing tilted her head slightly, her long hair slanted with some strands of Fang Xia's hair. For the first time tonight, Lin Xingqing was not reserved at all. Wan Wan, with a bright and charming smile, is extremely charming.

"Fang Xia, before you play more roles, I think you need to hear a piece of news first."

"Ah."

Fang Xia let her hand stick to her lips like that, of course, while responding like that, the lips were kissing her palm lightly with the tip of his tongue as if there was nothing there.

There is an indescribable provocative and teasing meaning in the itching.

Obviously, Fang Xia's response at the moment was only half focused on the conversation.

Resisting the urge to escape with her fingers, Lin Xingqing coughed lightly pretending to be serious.

The tone of voice becomes extremely slow.

"Fang Xia, Dad promised us to be together.

You see when sometimes, come with me to see Dad again.

This time it's the role of girlfriend. "

The ending of the last word rises, expressing those joys, sweetness and a little shyness to the fullest.

Fang Xia was teasing and teasing her very seriously one second ago, but in the next second, it seemed that he finally heard Lin Xingqing's words in his heart.

Although her eyebrows and eyes remained unchanged, Lin Xingqing knew very clearly from the sudden stop.

It seems that Fang Xia should really kneel down and sing Conquer with her.

At this moment, Lin Xingqing was thinking quite complacently.

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The author has something to say: Ah, how should I sing Conquest~

Rubbing secretly, thinking about the one hundred and eighth style, then wiped his face, and continued to walk the pure route.

PS: After seeing the comments yesterday, I realized that there are still some men to read this article.

Girls, guys, let's get together~