Queen, forced marriage

In the morning, Lin Zikui's consciousness was still in a slumber, and the ordinary morning always made her feel that something was wrong.Suddenly, she lifted the quilt and sat up, waking up Fang Yiai who was sleeping soundly beside her.Without paying too much attention to the beauty's feelings, he picked up the alarm clock on the bed, opened his eyes and looked carefully: "Oh my god, it's 9 o'clock, Jin Mo is late for school!"

"Husband~" Forced to do so, Her Majesty the Queen lazily sat up and pressed against Writer Lin's back, resting her head on her lover's shoulder, "Today is Saturday."

"Ah? Oh! Then I'll wake her up and have breakfast." After suddenly realizing it, Lin Zikui shook his head to calm himself down. He got out of bed and went out from the panic just now. Rushing back, there was quite a commotion, and she forcibly pulled up Her Majesty the Queen who had just lay down, and said in a panic again: "Wife, wife, Jin Mo is gone!"

"You know that daughter, daughter, doesn't care about me at all."

"Oh, to tell you the truth, I searched all over and couldn't find it." Seeing Fang Yiai's indifferent look, Lin Zikui grabbed her lover's shoulders anxiously, shaking them non-stop, and was extremely nervous.

But Her Majesty, she just put her arms around Writer Lin's neck, fell into his arms for a while, and said, "My parents haven't seen Momo for several days, and they came to pick her up early in the morning. See how nervous you are."

"Oh—" let out a long sigh of relief, patted her chest, why didn't she say it earlier, which made her startled early in the morning.

He felt a little sad for the beauty in his arms, but it didn't affect this beautiful morning. He wanted to put Her Majesty down and lie down, but his lover didn't let go, and he still hung tightly around his neck.How many days has it been since the last time this kind of intimacy happened?

"What? Acting like a baby?"

"You are not allowed to go anywhere these two days, accompany me to live the world of two people!" The arms around Lin Zikui became a little bit heavier, and the stubborn look seemed to be warning Writer Lin that if he did not agree, he would give up. Good fruit often!

"Okay! If you want me to accompany you, I will accompany you!"

I especially like Fang Yiai's domineering at times, and Lin Zikui will always respond to her requests at such times, feeling that her world is full of this domineering little woman!

After receiving Writer Lin's satisfactory answer, Fang Yi'ai let go of her hand, but then ordered: "Go, let's cook. I want to eat porridge with preserved egg and lean meat this morning."

"Yes, I'm going now, servant. Let me kiss you first." After finishing speaking, he exaggeratedly pouted his mouth and squinted his eyes, as if to kiss Fangze.

Fortunately, Fang Yi'ai was also very cooperative, hooked the corners of her mouth, raised her head slightly, and brought her red lips closer for you to taste carefully.

It was originally agreed to have breakfast, but it turned out either that Writer Lin was restless or Fang Yiai was reluctant, and the time for dawdling was almost noon, but the two of them who were warming in bed didn't seem to care that they were still empty...

After the wonderful love, Lin Zikui hadn't eaten breakfast, and now she was a little exhausted, lying on her lover's body without moving a bit.

Fang Yiai stroked her husband's hair with a happy face, no one said anything, enjoying the warmth alone.Even though they were hungry, they couldn't bear to leave each other, and fell asleep one after another in a daze. When they woke up again, it was already close to night, but Lin Zikui was nowhere to be seen.

"Zikui, hubby...Zikui..." She straightened up and shouted several times but there was no response. Her Majesty guessed that someone might be cooking dinner in the kitchen downstairs, so she took the nightgown on the bedside and put it on, elegantly Go out the door and go downstairs.

"Seed sunflower, seed sunflower?"

Standing on the stairs, Wei Wei probed downstairs, but still disappeared.This is strange, where can people go at night, speed up their pace to reach the first floor, searched around, the result is still the same, just turned around, but unexpectedly found a black exquisite gift box on the dining table.

Curious, she stepped forward and raised her hand to caress the surface of the gift box. When she opened it, she was a little surprised. It was a black dress with slits on the back to the waist. She picked it up carefully and unfolded it. Her style is exactly the same as it was eight years ago.

Hugging the dress to her chest, she couldn't stop smiling. Fang Yiai thought Lin Zikui forgot that today was their eighth anniversary together, but she didn't expect to give her such a big surprise. Can't help thinking proudly, her husband is indeed the most romantic.

After regaining her senses, she hurried back to the room, changed into a dress, put on the most exquisite makeup, and ran to the cloakroom to find the pair of high heels eight years ago. She kept everything from that night. Shoes are also worthy of collection for her.

After turning around in the mirror twice, he hurriedly called the bodyguards to prepare the car. Writer Lin had given such a big clue, so Her Majesty the Queen naturally knew the location.

As if going back to eight years ago, in the lobby of Fangting Hotel, Fang Yiai wore this dress like a fairy in the world. She carried the hem of the skirt into the elevator and pressed the floor button, but she was unexpectedly like a little girl in her heart It seems that there is a little tension.

It was still on the same floor eight years ago, walking lightly, with excitement, looking at the two waiters in suits and vests at the door, bending slightly when she arrived, and pushing the door open for her from left to right , Everything that caught her eyes made her start to be in a trance again, she raised her feet in disbelief, her eyes were curious and touched, everything was exactly the same as eight years ago, the same hall decoration, the same wine glasses, the same Music, and the same elegant and gorgeous dance.

Fang Yiai, who has always been calm and composed, couldn't tell whether she was dreaming or fantasizing. After returning to her senses, she immediately looked for Writer Lin among the dancing and spinning crowd, but she saw that romantic guy inadvertently. The man was holding a small cake and was eating it happily on the balcony with a fork.

Similarly, that balcony was where her fate with Lin Zikui began eight years ago. She smiled, straightened the long hair hanging on her chest, and approached someone who didn't know it with a seductive mouth.

"The weather is getting colder, so don't you worry about your wife getting cold by sending a dress with so much revealing?"

"Hehehehe..." Her Majesty's familiar voice came from behind, Lin Zikui turned her head and smiled calmly, took out the spoon in her mouth, and handed the cake in her hand to Fang Yiai, He raised his eyebrows to signal the beauty to take it.That cute and domineering action is very similar to eight years ago.

Looking at her husband in a funny way, she didn't know what kind of moth this man was going to make, but she didn't say much, and took the things very cooperatively. I think Lin Zikui would take off his suit like he did eight years ago and approve it. her shoulders.

Unexpectedly, Writer Lin pulled her into his arms after his hands were free, stroked the spring light on her back with both hands, and said to the beauty in his arms with a smirk, "Isn't this much better?"

Fang Yiai, who was surprised at first, felt that the man's claws were still sliding up and down, so she had to bend her knees in anxiety, and gently pressed against Lin Zikui's thigh, and said reproachfully: " I have been dishonest all my life, and I don’t know who I learned from.”

"I've been self-taught since I met you!"

"you!"

The beauty was so angry that she couldn't say anything for a while. Lin Zikui was even more proud, and continued to challenge: "Didn't I sigh your figure? Eight years have passed, and the children have all been born. Fat, I deliberately asked someone to make it according to the size of your dress eight years ago, and I was worried that you wouldn't be able to fit it!"

While talking, he moved his hand to the beauty's tight buttocks and squeezed it.

"Ah! Lin Zikui, you are going to die, there are so many people, you..."

"I have prepared so much for you, aren't you satisfied? In order to restore you to our first meeting eight years ago, I worked so hard, I can't touch it!"

The words of grievance, coupled with the little grievance in the beauty's heart-wrenching eyes, caused Her Majesty to raise her head quickly, and slapped Writer Lin's face a few times, expressing the emotion in her heart: "Okay, okay, my husband! , stop being angry, my wife will feed you cake, come..."

After speaking, he acted, picked up a fork and fed a small piece to Writer Lin's mouth, but unexpectedly, the guy said very awkwardly: "I still want to eat meat, why don't we... we... wife, what do you say?" The last time we drove! When did the shock happen?"

"Lin Zikui, you are really going to die!"

"Crack!" Regardless of the dignity and elegance in his bones, he completely left behind the posture he had posed for nearly 30 years, and directly slapped Lin Zikui's face with the cake in his hand, his little face was so angry Red, does this person have to say such embarrassing things in a place with so many people?

"Fang, Yi, love..." Gritting her teeth, she choked out three words that drove her crazy. Her eyes were burning, as if she was going to swallow the beauty. She had to take this woman tonight. It's done.

"What's the matter?! Hmph, I still have to go to Mom's to pick up the baby, so I won't tell you!" The queen is the queen, and she is so righteous after doing something wrong. In fact, only Fang Yiai knows that it is hard to get off now. Think about it carefully, Writer Lin worked so hard to prepare for the eighth anniversary, but she didn't know what to do, and she patted someone's head on the cake. From the perspective of Lin Zikui's temperament of a wolf in sheep's clothing, don't swallow her alive No wonder.

She was trembling with fear when she turned around, is tonight going to be her Good Friday?

Run before Lin Zikui attacks her!Stepping on eight centimeter high heels, she ran outside, praying that Lin Zikui would not punish her.

Waiting for the elevator door to slowly open in my expectant eyes, just as she was about to let out a breath of relief, unexpectedly Lin Zikui quietly appeared behind her, hugging Fang Yiai tightly without saying a word In his arms, he directly hugged the elevator tightly.

"Husband, why... no... my wife will help you wipe the cake on your face..." After finishing speaking, he immediately lowered his head and rummaged through his handbag to find a tissue. He couldn't be more gentle, and expressed his gratitude to Writer Lin. Wipe it carefully... until the face was wiped quickly, Lin Zikui didn't see her, and the ominous premonition in her heart became even worse, "Husband~ Let's go pick up Momo together, shall we?"

Before the words were finished, the elevator door was generously opened for the two of them to reach the parking lot on the first floor. Lin Zikui didn't care about the beauty's flattery and struggles, and directly carried Fang Yiai into his car, and roughly threw the beauty into the car. Pressed on the back seat, and as soon as the car door was closed, Fang Yiai was pressed under him, squinting his eyes and said strangely: "Come on, my husband, I haven't served you with family law for a long time, let's see you ride tonight I'm on my head."

"Ah! Don't! Ah! Husband, Husband, I was wrong, ah..."

"Aren't you usually so active? Look at you tonight, you are not cute at all, come on, my husband will help you undress..."

"En... ah, don't touch that, ah!" It's useless to say more, Lin Zikui understood this idiom very well, without talking nonsense, he lifted up the beauty's skirt and looped the slender legs around his neck ...start a shy...

The author has something to say: This article is coming to an end.

However, given that some readers are curious about the story of Her Majesty chasing Lin Dada, the author has been considering whether to write a prequel.

So I decided to write the prequel as a side story, which is a bit long!