After lunch, Tong Xiaobei and Ling Qingyu returned to Qinyuan after buying vegetables and her favorite snacks in the supermarket.

Not long after he went back, Lu Nancheng came over, he asked Ling Qingyu to talk about work, and the two of them stood on the balcony outside the living room, bathed in the sun, like two golden Buddhas, motionless like mountains.

Tong Xiaobei sat cross-legged on the carpet in the living room, the carpet was soft and comfortable to the touch, and she took out a sketchbook from her schoolbag while eating sour plums.

She drew attentively, I don't know how long it took, the delicate body suddenly fell into a warm embrace, the clear and good-smelling male breath rushed into the nose, she raised her head in surprise, he happened to be looking at her, the two were very close, her lips accidentally swept the corners of his lips, the warm and soft touch, so that her little face, all of a sudden, red.

She turned her head and looked around, Lu Nancheng didn't know when she left, and in the huge living room, there were only two left, her and him.

He sat down on the couch with her in his arms, his chest against her back, his chin resting on top of her head, and asked with interest, "What were you painting just now?" When he talked to Lu Nancheng before, he was always glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.

Dressed in a white tight T-shirt and denim shorts, she is petite and exquisite, sitting on the carpet, quiet and serious, holding a paintbrush in one hand and a sketchbook in the other, constantly sketching, looking tranquil and beautiful.

Looking at her, somewhere in his chest, he couldn't help but soften. inexplicably wanted to hug her, but before the work was finished, he let Lu Nancheng leave first.

Tong Xiaobei blushed and gave him the sketchbook, and said truthfully with some embarrassment, "Draw you, but you don't draw very well-"

He took the sketchbook and looked at the portrait she had sketched, his eyes filled with emotion, "It's very well drawn!" As he spoke, he prepared to roll forward.

"Third brother, don't look at the front!" Tong Xiaobei wanted to snatch the sketchbook back, but he moved faster than her, raised his hand, and quickly turned a few pages forward.

On every piece of paper, there is a portrait of him. There are pensive, frowning, smiling, smoking, and expressionless—

Even on some of the paper, there are traces of water stains, and it is not difficult to imagine that it should be the tears left by her when she painted him.

He looked at the date under each painting, which was drawn by her after the Mu family's accident.

He put down his sketchbook and lifted her big hands under her armpits, so that she sat face to face on his lap.

Tong Xiaobei was numb by his deep and dark eyes, she bit her lip, puffed out her cheeks, and explained in a voice like a mosquito, "Last time we had a conflict, I deleted your photo in a fit of anger, and then something happened to the Mu family, and you disappeared again, I really can't forget you, so I use this way to relieve the pain of lovesickness......" lowered her long eyelashes, and didn't dare to look at him again, "Am I very spineless?" ”

Ling Qingyu stretched out his big thick palm, passed through her hair, gently combed and caressed, "No, you are like this, it will only make me cherish you more!" ”

Tong Xiaobei leaned into his chest, clasped his shoulders tightly with both hands, and said with bright eyes, "Third brother, thank you for your tolerance and understanding of me, although I am still very immature, I will try my best to become a woman worthy of you!" ”

He bowed his head and kissed her eyebrows, "You don't need any pressure to be with me!" You are young and immature, it doesn't matter, I am mature and steady, let me spoil you, cherish you, protect you in the future, what you have to do is trust me and rely on me! ”

The corners of Tong Xiaobei's lips curled, "Then can I be your little woman for the rest of your life?" ”

Ling Qingyu nodded, a little smile seeped from his inky eyes, and the fine fragments of light were like diamonds embedded in it, dazzling to the extreme.

Seeing the smile in his eyes, her heart was completely chaotic and beating wildly. His lips took the opportunity to fall.

His kiss, from shallow to deep, gradually intensified, she hooked his neck with both hands, he got up, and carried her into the bedroom.

He put her on the bed, his big hands clasped her ten fingers, wild but gentle devouring her lips and tongue.

It took him a while to let go of her lips, both of them were a little out of breath, he leaned against the tip of her nose, and said in a low voice, "Can't wait for night, are you ready?" ”

Her eyes sparkled towards his chest, "Your wound—"

"It's out of the way!" He covered her lips again, tossing and turning, she was dizzy by his kiss, lost, a pain struck, she grabbed the skin of his shoulder blades with both hands, and sank with him.

……

The sky outside the window was gradually replaced by darkness, and Tong Xiaobei's soft baby sighed, "Third brother, it's dark!" ”

The man, who was already full, caressed her somewhat sticky back, and then slowly rested on her lower abdomen, his voice with a hint of hoarse laziness, "Are you hungry?" ”

Tong Xiaobei took her big hand away, and she said a little embarrassed, "It's a little-"

"I'll get up and get you something to eat!"

He was about to get up, she wrapped her legs around his legs, blushing, and said in a soft voice, "Just wait for me to do it, your injuries are good, it's not a fight recently, or doing this kind of intense exercise, I'm worried that your body can't bear it......"

Ling Qingyu narrowed his charming black eyes slightly, he hugged her tighter, the bodies of the two were impenetrable together, he lowered his head to look at her white and red face, the corners of his lips were shallowly hooked, "Doubt my body?" Do you want to do it again? ”

Tong Xiaobei's lower abdomen tightened, and he shook his head busily, "Don't do it!" "She's all over her body now.

Looking at her flustered appearance, he chuckled lowly.

Tong Xiaobei pushed him away and got up from the bed naked.

The ground was full of clothes they had thrown away, messy and obscure.

Ignoring the pair of scorching eyes behind her that were about to shoot her out of two holes, she didn't even have time to put on her clothes and rushed straight into the bathroom.

After taking a simple bath, Tong Xiaobei walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.

Ling Qingyu had already changed into a set of home clothes, he looked at the young girl with spring in her eyebrows and eyes not far away, her facial features were small and delicate, her neck was slender, like a graceful swan, and under the beautiful collarbone, there was a looming arc, not a convex and backward devilish figure, but small and exquisite, glass-like black eyes, with a layer of hazy mist, her little face was as ruddy as a ripe peach, and her slightly biting lip flap revealed an invisible temptation.

He moved his throat, stepped forward, hugged her into his arms, and looked down at her deeply, "Let's do it again, I'll make food!" ”

She opened her mouth, but before she could resist, the person had already been pressed to the bed by him.

After it was over, her soft face was in his arms, and she really didn't want to move, "Third brother, I originally wanted to cook something to eat with you, but you have already fried me dry, or let's order takeout!" ”

Compared to her exhaustion, he was alive and energetic, he kissed her forehead, and got up from the bed with his eyes like water to put on his pants.

"You rest, I'm ready to call you!"

"Third brother, do the men of your Ling family know how to cook?"

"Hmm!"

"It's really a blessing to marry into your Ling family!" She didn't grow up in a healthy and warm family, and she was especially eager to marry a good family in the future!

"When the Chinese New Year comes, I'll take you back!"

Tong Xiaobeiqiao's face flushed, and there was indescribable joy and sweetness in her heart!

……

After Ling Qingyu went to the kitchen, Tong Xiaobei picked out a black shirt from his wardrobe, he was much taller than her, and the clothes were worn on her, they were so long and big, she didn't even have to wear pants.

Walking to the kitchen door, looking at the man who was busy inside, her gaze involuntarily moved to his straight and broad back.

He was naked, only wearing a pair of black slacks, no belt, loose and baggy even the edge of the underwear inside, under the broad and strong back, the thin waist, the tight cheek, it was simply a man, especially as he walked, the pants couldn't fall off, it was particularly tempting, Tong Xiaobei never knew that he was so colorful, and he had an urge to step forward to rip off his pants.

Ling Qingyu was washing vegetables, and suddenly, a pair of soft and boneless little hands appeared on his waist, his breathing was tight, and his black eyes flashed with danger, "Do you want to eat at night?" ”

Tong Xiaobei kissed his bare back, and smiled shyly, "I'll hold mine, you do your-"

Before she finished speaking, the whole person was already hugged by him to the table, he tightened his voice, and said dangerously, "It seems that you still have a lot of energy!" ”

Tong Xiaobei immediately raised his hands and begged for mercy, his eyebrows and eyes bent down like spring flowers blooming, "Third brother, I was wrong, I came here to help you cook together......"

Ling Qingyu hugged Tong Xiaobei down, and said with slightly dark eyes, "No matter how naughty you are, I really won't let you go!" ”

Tong Xiaobei smiled sweetly, "Okay, let's concentrate on cooking!" ”

……

Mu Yanrong had a busy day, some back pain, she stretched her waist, and when she was about to close, a black Bentley stopped at the door of the laundry.

Seeing Shen Zexuan, who was carried out of the car by a tall man and then put in a wheelchair, Mu Yanrong was stunned for a moment.

"Hello, Auntie!" Shen Zexuan smiled gently with his eyebrows, and his voice was elegant and polite.

In fact, Mu Yanrong had a very good impression of Shen Zexuan, if it wasn't for his mother's objection, she would have agreed to Xiaobei marrying him.

It's just that after glancing at Shen Zexuan's legs covered with blankets, she sighed silently.

The world is impermanent, and a good person has become a cripple—

Shen Zexuan asked the bodyguard to carry the things he bought into Mu Yanrong's shop, and ordered lightly, "Go and wait for me in the car!" ”

After the bodyguard left, Shen Zexuan slid his wheelchair to Mu Yanrong.

Mu Yanrong saw that Shen Zexuan had bought a lot of expensive health care products with her, and she smiled and invited him into the laundry, "You kid, come here, why do you still bring so many things?" ”

"Auntie, it's the weekend, and Beibei hasn't come back to see you?"

Mu Yanrong was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "She has something at school, and she called me, saying that she won't be back this weekend!" ”

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