wedding pet

In fact, Fang Xia’s so-called eating the meal first is really just eating the meal first. After eating and drinking, and enjoying the service of Fang Xia serving tea and pouring water, the takeaway box was packed. Sure enough, Fang Xia was still busy with business, while Lin Xingqing sat on the sofa watching Fang Xia, and then fell asleep in a very boring sleep.

It was almost as if her thoughts were impure!

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun finally weakened a little, and the intense heat that shone on people also lost. Lin Xingqing, who had just taken a nap for a while, still had a little sleepiness in her eyes, she just turned her body half sideways like that, Looking at the busy figure who was still sitting at the desk with his head bowed, the files that had been stacked up high did not seem to decrease in the slightest. It was as if Fang Xia had been distracted, but how could it be possible? In a daze, it seemed that he had heard slight footsteps and conversations. Obviously, after Fang Xia dealt with it, he handed over some new ones.

There is never a shortcut to success in this kind of thing. What seems to be a light and high-paying job is followed by an unimaginable effort by ordinary people.

Even Fang Xia is the same.

The huge room seemed extremely quiet, and the only sounds that could be heard seemed to be the rustling of the tip of the pen touching the paper, and the figure who kept bowing his head.

Lin Xingqing watched quietly, those little hypocrisy seemed to disappear completely in an instant, and she couldn't feel anything anymore.

If it was before, she would never have imagined that one day, she would look at this person's busy figure as exciting and fascinated as looking at the whole world.

I don't know if her eyes are too focused, or maybe it's just that she has been busy for a long time, Fang Xia raised her head, her eyes met, just like at any time, those serious and cold feelings flashed from Fang Xia's body in an instant. Withdrew, the only thing left was a kind of gentleness that was greasy to the bone.

"Xingqing, are you awake?"

"Well, I'm awake, Fang Xia, are you still busy?"

Lin Xingqing blinked, subconsciously responded, and saw Fang Xia showing a slightly apologetic expression.

"Well, there are some more, Xingqing, I didn't expect to be so busy today, otherwise I wouldn't..."

Won't you let her accompany you?

But she looked very much looking forward to and very happy when she arrived.

"I love watching you work."

Before Fang Xia finished speaking, her words rang out like that, less deliberate teasing, but a very serious declaration.

But precisely because of this earnestness, this kind of words that can't bear love words are even more touching than love words.

"Xingqing~"

In a slightly hoarse murmur, Fang Xia's eyes were like shimmering water, filled with too much emotion.

"Brush~"

With an extremely subtle sound, the blanket covering her body slipped off her body, and Lin Xingqing stood up just like that, not even willing to endure the few seconds she put on her shoes. Seeing Fang Xia's gaze, he walked to Fang Xia's back, and that hand pressed Fang Xia's shoulder clumsily.

"Fang Xia, keep your head down, are you tired?"

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

"Habits can also be sour, let me give you a massage."

"it is good."

After that, the two of them didn't have any unnecessary conversations. One of them leaned slightly, his brows and eyes narrowed slightly, the other's long hair drooped slightly, and his hands were a little clumsy but very easy to press seriously.

Lin Xingqing has never learned massage, and she doesn't even know what kind of force is the most comfortable.

But when Lin Xingqing used all her energy to pay attention to Fang Xia's expression, even if Fang Xia didn't say anything, in the serious and careful adjustment, the massage, the more precise the back massage.

This is a strength specially adjusted for Fang Xia alone.

If you are not used to it, the seemingly light massage is actually very labor-intensive. Obviously, just as Lin Xingqing paid full attention to Fang Xia, Fang Xia also paid attention to Lin Xingqing, and his hands were slightly sour. She didn't even need to speak, Fang Xia, who had been happily enjoying the service, opened her slightly narrowed eyes, with an expression full of tenderness, Fang Xia held her hand in his, and put it to her lips to kiss.

"Xingqing, that's enough, I'm already much better."

"Ah."

Her hands were all caught, and she had to stop the massage, massaging, and felt a soft touch from her hands. Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Xingqing embraced Fang Xia from behind in the posture in front of her, and gently shook her head. Leaning on Fang Xia's shoulder, her eyelashes like crow's feathers trembled a few times, biting her lips lightly, and a somewhat stubborn murmur escaped from her mouth.

"Fang Xia, I will learn massage techniques in the future."

"Ok?"

"In the future, I will be your exclusive massager, masseur!"

"Actually, it doesn't have to be that tiring."

"But I'm willing. Who else would you give this kind of intimate contact to besides me?"

"Naturally only you."

"Hmph~ you're smart."

"Fang Xia."

"Ah."

"You still have so many things to do, why don't we go tell Aunt Li and ask her to cook dinner later."

"No, I'll take care of it right away. Some things can be dealt with tomorrow."

"But you still have..."

"Trust me, huh? Maybe I can tell you right now."

"Fang Xia, you..."

It went on and on for a while, although Fang Xia seemed to be completely enjoying it, but after scanning the stacked documents again, Lin Xingqing retreated from Fang Xia's side very honestly, Sitting on the sofa again.

"Fang Xia, you're busy, I'll just watch you."

Accompanied by such words, Lin Xingqing looked at the movement extremely seriously.

Obviously, she is also telling Fang Xia that she is serious at the moment.

Sitting at the desk, Fang Xia's body was slightly stiff, and then he chuckled, honestly admitting that he was the best painting in the eyes of lovers, and continued to work with his head down.

One was watching, the other was busy, the bright sunshine gradually receded a little, and the sky began to flash with a blush, heralding the arrival of evening, Lin Xingqing, who was still watching very intently, saw that Fang Xia had already stood up.

Amidst the sound of steady footsteps, he stood still in front of her, half knelt down, and put on her shoes with the hands that were skillful in handling official duties a moment ago.

Those slightly drooping eyes, those earnestly pursed lips, at this moment, people would mistakenly think that she was doing something extremely serious and important.

In fact, it was just putting shoes on for her.

"Fang Xia..."

After making sure that the shoes were put on securely, she lightly touched her fair ankle with her hand, and after Lin Xingqing moved her feet uncomfortably, Fang Xia stood up, bent over and gave her an extremely slap on her lips. Long kisses.

"Xingqing, let's go home."

Fang Xia stretched out his hand to gently rub her long hair, and when Lin Xingqing looked up at her moist lips slightly, Fang Xia held Lin Xingqing's hand very naturally, interlocking his fingers.

In the flushed sunlight, Fang Xia smiled lightly.

That smile is warmer and more eye-catching than any sunshine.

The author has something to say: the plot is over, and I am so tired of writing about the two of you that I actually got stuck.