"You are a smart and beautiful girl in my eyes, especially you are very talented in fashion design, you attract me like a sparkling jewel, I think if I can marry you in this life, it will be my greatest blessing."

Liang Fanxin has never been confessed so affectionately, such straightforward, sensual love words, she held her mobile phone, and she didn't know how to refuse.

Someone not far away, looking at the crimson color on the little woman's face in an instant, couldn't help but pick at the trunk of the tree on the side, and pieces of bark fell off the man's hand.

"Fanxin, I know that my confession is a little abrupt, and you can't accept it for a while, but don't worry, I'm willing to wait, I've been waiting for so many years, I don't mind waiting a little longer."

"Senior brother, I'm ......" Senior brother has already said this, and Liang Fanxin doesn't know how to refuse.

Anxiety, hesitation, shyness, and the feeling of being understood, made the flush on her face thicker and thicker, and the whole person seemed to be soaked in Caixia, which made people can't help but swallow saliva, and their bodies are hot, and they can't wait to pounce on it immediately and rub this beautiful mass into their bodies.

The bark on the little tree next to someone peeled off even more, and he guessed who called the little woman and what the purpose of the call was.

Damn, why hasn't the little woman hung up yet?

Was his warning yesterday not harsh enough?

"Fanxin, I'm waiting for your news, I'm sure you can't bear to let me down." With that, the phone was cut off.

Liang Fanxin: "......"

The senior brother gave her a big problem.

On her terms, marrying her senior brother, not to mention Gao Pan, she really has an inferiority complex.

In fact, in the past few years abroad, it is not that no one has confessed to her, but the fact that she promised the Lou family to have a relationship with a strange man and give birth to a child was a hidden thorn in her heart, which pierced her all over her body, making her afraid of getting along with other boys, afraid of accepting other men, and afraid that other men would look down on her after knowing what she had done.

The swing sitting underneath him suddenly rippled.

Liang Fanxin screamed, hurriedly grabbed the swing rope, and his body flew out with the swing.

Finally freed from the magic hand, the small tree trembling in the distance became motionless, trying to be an invisible tree.

Pretending to be an invisible tree, the little tree watched the girl sitting on the swing fly into the air, fall, and fly up again, and it hugged itself tighter and tighter, not even daring to move a leaf, for fear that it would attract the attention of the demon man again.

Liang Fanxin didn't know how many times he had swung in the air, and he was almost about to turn to a 180-degree swing before he gradually stopped.

Lu Yifan looked at the little woman's frightened pale face, without the ruddy flush that blocked his heart just now, and his mood couldn't help but improve.

Liang Fanxin got off the swing and lay on the side and spit out sour water.

It was so uncomfortable that she was almost scared to death just now.

The difference between being mentally prepared and not being mentally prepared is really big.

Seeing the little woman vomiting in pain, as if she was going to vomit out bile, Lu Yifan's mood that had just improved couldn't help but be gloomy again.

His feet were pinned in place, and he wanted to step forward to help the little woman pat her on the back, but when he thought of the phone call just now, the urge to step forward was suppressed by him again.

Liang Fanxin vomited for a while before she straightened up and looked at the man who had hurt her so badly with a white face.

"Do you want to scare me to death?" She has a weak way.

Lu Yifan put his hands in his pants pockets, stood quietly behind the swing, and his eyes stared at her, "Who were you talking to on the phone just now?" ”

The man looked like a husband catching an adulterer, Liang Fanxin coughed, driving away this terrible thought, this man is not her husband.

"I'm not obligated to tell you." She said.

"Heh, it's with your so-called senior brother, it seems that you didn't take my warning to heart."

Liang Fanxin twisted her eyebrows, and the man's yin and yang weird tone made her stomach even more uncomfortable when she had just vomited.

"If you know, why do you ask?" She sat down on the stone table, rummaged through her bag with her fingers, and found the small teacup she was carrying, and there was a small half cup of tea in it.

She rinsed her mouth first, then took two more sips.

The body was suddenly pressed on the stone table, and the teacup that had not had time to close rolled to the ground, and the remaining little tea was spilled on the ground.

Liang Fanxin distanced himself from the man in shame, glared at the man fiercely, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

This man is just making excuses for his hooliganism, thinking that Fang will take advantage of her, but she still has a son and daughter in the hands of this man, which makes her have some scruples.

Thinking of her son and daughter, Liang Fanxin's face changed, she forgot that the old gentleman and old lady of the Lu family came here, what should her son do, whether she would meet the two old men, and whether the two old men liked her son.

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

She coldly threw a word at the man, grabbed the things on the stone table and hurried away, and took two steps before she found herself barefoot.

She turned around and picked up the heels on the ground again, holding them directly with her hands.

Looking at the back of the little woman leaving quickly, there was a faint annoyance in Lu Yifan's inky eyes, and he was out of control again.

Even, he just hoped that the little woman would disobey him, so that he would have an excuse to continue, and complete the fake play he had done to threaten the little woman.

It took him a long time to rearrange his clothes, then he bent down to pick up the teacup on the ground, took it and left.

"Mom Zhang, that, is the person gone?" Liang Fanxin hurriedly left the back garden, found Zhang's mother, and asked.

Zhang's mother smiled at her and said, "The old gentleman has been gone with the old lady for a while. ”

Liang Fanxin put his mind at ease, "Have you seen Xiaomeng?" He's still making up for classes? ”

"That's right, Young Master Xiaomeng and Miss Xiaomeng will go directly to make up the class after dinner, and it will take a while to finish."

"Mm-hmm, I know, thank you, Mom Zhang."

Zhang's mother smiled and waved her hand, and went to do the rest.

Liang Fanxin carried his shoes into the house, changed his sandals directly, and then went to his bedroom.

After a simple shower, she began to wash her clothes, but when she looked at the skirt soaked in the basin, she couldn't help but think of the picture of the man pressing her and kissing her just now, and her body suddenly became hot, the feeling that made her sink like a drug addiction, just thinking about it, made her weak, she had changed her clothes, although she was wearing slacks underneath, but she still felt cold when she thought of what the man had just done to her, and her body became more and more weak.

She gritted her teeth, trying not to let herself think about the scene just now, and rubbed the clothes in the basin vigorously.

As his attention shifted, his hand gradually regained his strength.

When she washed her clothes and turned on the computer to work for a while, her eyes were suddenly covered by a pair of small hands.

"Mommy, guess who I am!" Liang Xiaomeng's childish voice was cute.

Liang Fanxin couldn't help laughing, and his tense nerves relaxed.

She reached out and pulled down her son's little hand, put the little hand to her mouth and kissed it, then pulled the person into her arms, scratched his squeaky and said, "I guess it's the little pig that ran down from the mountain, and sent it to my arms to make me a supper at night, isn't it?" ”