Chapter Eighty-Six: Watching All the Time
I don't know when, Feng Jing fell asleep in Xu Aiyi's arms. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info she listened to his even breathing, raised the corners of her lips, and smiled charmingly. She flattened his body and stared at him for a long time, occasionally reaching over and stroking the broken hair on his forehead. Compared to the untouchable person in the dream, she felt that she was very happy.
Her lips pressed over his forehead, and she said goodnight, leaning over to him, closing her eyes.
At night, Xu Aiyi had a dream, in which she became Feng Jing's bride. She took his wrist and walked to the other end of the red carpet, with her smiling father, her kind godfather, and her beautiful ring...... Everything she wanted was waiting for her on the other side, and she was full of spring, and she raised her head slightly to look at the person beside her...... Suddenly, a girl ran behind her, who looked very much like Wang Jingqiong, maybe it was her. Wang Jingqiong came to her and Feng Jing, blinked her eyes, shed two tears, and shouted Feng Jing's name. After a while, Feng Jing broke her hand, took Wang Jingqiong's hand, and ran towards the door of the church......
Ahh
The day was already bright, and the incandescent lamps that had not been extinguished sprinkled with the morning light in this large room looked much more saturated, less lonely and empty, giving people the illusion of being pleasing to the eye.
It was this illusion that made Xu Aiyi's slender hand raise again and caress Feng Jing's cheek.
Feng Jing was awakened, mumbled, and opened his hazy eyes. Just as he opened his eyes, Xu Aiyi pulled back the quilt with his hand like a mouse seeing a cat, shrunk his body, closed his eyes, and pretended to be asleep.
Feng Jing opened his eyes and saw Xu Aiyi's pajamas pulled very low, sat up in a panic, lifted the quilt, and poked his head in. Fortunately, the trousers are still there, and I haven't lost my body.
Hmm-hmm, Xu Aiyi, who was pretending to be asleep, woke up and rubbed his eyes: "You're awake." Then, lazily, he stretched down, put his hands on his hands, sat up, and leaned towards the head of the bed.
The action is very casual, but the people who watch this scene care too much. Xu Aiyi's pajamas, which were very low, were stunned when she saw Feng Jing's eyes.
Xu Aiyi tightened her pajamas, turned her head to the side, put on a shy look, and said coquettishly: "You died last night." ”
Feng Jing hesitated, remembering that he straddled her last night...... Stopped, he lifted the quilt again, and made sure that he didn't take off his pants!
"What happened last night?" Feng Jing raised his head and looked at Xu Aiyi at the head of the bed in a daze.
"Ignore you." Xu Aiyi shyly tightened her pajamas and got out of bed, just like last night.
"You've got to make it clear, my pants are all well dressed." Feng Jing lifted the quilt to prove his innocence.
Xu Aiyi stomped his feet, stopped, his eyes slanted upward, turned around, released the edge of his pajamas with both hands, and inserted them into his waist: "Why are you so uninteresting, if you dare to do it, you must dare to admit it, what can you say in pants?" Are your trouser chains lifted? ”
Feng Jing followed Xu Aiyi's gaze to his crotch, his mouth opened in surprise, and he hurriedly turned sideways, holding his trouser chain at a loss. Then he sat on the bed and looked for something.
"What are you doing?" Xu Aiyi asked her question.
"Where's the blood?"
"What blood?"
Feng Jing was stunned on the bed, lowered his head, and looked like he was taking advantage of it.
Xu Aiyi's expression was serious, and as soon as he got out of the room, he turned into a monkey, dancing with his hands, and scolded an idiot in his heart.
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"Go out with me and buy a dress." Xu Aiyi jumped in and threw a sentence without politeness.
"No, no." Feng Jing didn't look back, still staring at the computer monitor, the mouse kept clicking, throwing a sentence.
Xu Aiyi put her hands on her waist, pouted, and walked over domineeringly. Glancing at the game interface, he decisively reached over and turned off the power, ignoring the player's feelings.
"You ......"
"What are you? Accompany me out shopping and you'll die! I'm all your woman, can't you spend more time with me? Xu Aiyi leaned over and yelled at Feng Jing, who became a frightened chicken, holding his body high and not daring to speak.
Feng Jing was speechless, and wanted to stand up and yell at her-Can't I go. But just as he was about to stand up, guilt came up - he had to take good care of her and love her. So, Feng Jing became a pug, grinning, and laughing: "Accompany, must accompany, I'll go change clothes first." As he spoke, he bowed over in front of Xu Aiyi.
The corners of Xu Aiyi's lips suddenly rose, and she smiled treacherously.
It seems to be corrected that women are not only weapons in their bodies, but also in relation to the morality of society in relation to women, the weakness of men - the guilt of women.
The sun is shining, but Feng Jing's mood is not very sunny, from the beginning of being turned off the game, to now carrying a big bag and a small bag, like a little wolf dog carrying a bag.
"Aiyi, are you tired? When you're tired, sit down and rest. Feng Jing handed over a thermos flask and walked forward with Xu Aiyi's steps.
"Husband, are you tired?" Xu Aiyi turned around and leaned up to Feng Jing delicately, her tone very gentle.
Feng Jing's legs almost went soft, he really couldn't bear it! looked at Xu Aiyi in a daze, as if thanking God - finally opened his eyes. Then, he said weakly: "I'm not tired, I'm not tired, my wife is not tired, how dare my husband say he's tired!" ”
"Go aside, don't get tired of what do you call it." Xu Aiyi's temperament changed three hundred and sixty degrees, and he pushed Feng Jing away and shouted.
When Feng Jing was left behind, the corners of his lips were raised terribly, and his hand made a big V gesture on his chest, as if he had long forgotten the meaning of the big V.
Feng Jing's expression was like falling from heaven to hell, and he looked at Xu Aiyi walking in front of him in a daze.
"What are you grinding about, are you not here yet?" Xu Aiyi stood behind the crowd at the entrance of the hospital, turned around and shouted to Feng Jing, who was more than ten meters away.
"Eh, here it is." Feng Jing carried a large bag and a small bag, and ran towards Xu Aiyi with a sway.
There was a crowd of people at the entrance of the hospital, all looking up at a window in the complex. There was a woman standing by the window, a child of two or three years old in her arms, and the child was crying loudly in her arms.
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