"What's the matter, I said I moved you on my back?" Luo Ziqing said with invitation.

The delicate arms hugged Luo Ziqing's neck tightly, and then Yuan Xin said arrogantly: "That's because I'm thin, you know?" ”

At the moment when the sound was settled, the corners of Luo Ziqing's mouth hooked up an arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and said to Yuan Xin in a doting tone: "Well... My baby is the thinnest. ”

The girl on the back didn't agree so much with what Luo Ziqing said at this moment, how could she feel a little weird when she heard it?

On the fair and pink cheeks, with a hint of doubt, he pursed his soft lips and said, "You said I was fat two days ago?" ”

Luo Ziqing: "..."

A light breeze blew, blowing Yuan Xin's strands of hair, and the strands of hair swept across Luo Ziqing's face, and after brushing it, Luo Ziqing's face began to heat up, and even the even ears began to turn red.

Yuan Xin saw that Luo Ziqing's ear was a little red, she was like seeing a new continent, she raised her delicate hand and touched Luo Ziqing's ear, boom, Luo Ziqing felt that the whole person was stiff behind his back, he didn't know that his baby would touch his ear like this.

A magnetic and hoarse voice sounded: "Baby, you are playing with fire, you know?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Xin was a little puzzled, and said stupidly: "Where is the fire, do we need to put out the fire?" ”

Luo Ziqing was immediately angry and vomited blood by Yuan Xin's words, didn't this little girl know what she was talking about?

Was she sure she was going to put out the fire?

Luo Ziqing took a deep breath and said to the girl on his back: "The fire on my body, baby... Are you sure you want to put out the fire? ”

After Yuan Xin heard this, that cheek directly turned red, how could a man drive again without saying a word?

Recently, a certain man has really become more and more hooligan, no... It should be said that a man was a big hooligan in his last life, and he will be so shameless in this life.

A man waited left and right without waiting for Yuan Xin to speak, thinking about the back

Aren't they asleep?

He didn't dare to doubt his baby's sleeping ability at all now, it was really the kind that slept in seconds.

The embodiment of a little pig who is alive.

"Wife, are you asleep?"

Yuan Xin, who was flushed on her back, didn't want to be Luo Ziqing at all now, she just pretended not to know anything.

Time passed little by little, and after Luo Ziqing walked around the garden twice with Yuan Xin on his back, when he wanted to carry Yuan Xin to the hall, a soft voice fell: "Why don't you leave?" ”

Luo Ziqing: "Wife, are you awake?" ”

Yuan Xin: "..."

Didn't she sleep all the time? When did he give him the illusion? Say she's asleep?

Yuan Xin said without changing her face: "I haven't slept just now, what's wrong?" ”

Haven't slept all the time? Then why didn't she reply to her words just now?

"Then why didn't you just speak?"

Yuan Xin: "You have to speak hard. ”

Listening to the little girl talking nonsense, Luo Ziqing's face sank, thinking that his wife was the biggest, and she was happy.

…

in the bedroom.

Luo Ziqing sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the sleeping girl, his eyes were full of love, and his thin lips said lightly: "Wife, thank you." ”

After finishing speaking, Luo Ziqing came out of the bedroom.

As soon as I got out of the bedroom door, I met He Lei: "Mom, why haven't you slept yet?" ”

He Lei: "Xiao Xinnuo is asleep?" ”

Luo Ziqing frowned slightly, looked at He Lei opposite, thought for a while and said, "I just fell asleep." ”

Hearing that Yuan Xin had just fallen asleep, He Lei said to Luo Ziqing, "Let's talk." ”

"Okay."

In the study.

Luo Ziqing sat aside, looking at his parents, he didn't understand what his parents were talking to him for at this time, shouldn't he let him marry Yuan Xin?

"You're not going to let me marry Nono." Luo Ziqing.

As soon as the words ended, He Lei stood up from the sofa excitedly, looked at Luo Ziqing with a fierce look and said, "You dare not marry Xiao Xinnuo, see that I don't break your legs." ”

Luo Ziqing: "..."

If this is not the case, why are the expressions of the two of them a little weird?

The father of war looked at his son and said slowly: "You didn't do this right, why didn't you get a certificate and let Xiao Xinnuo get pregnant?" That's not what a man should be. ”

A certain man who was said by his father was a little embarrassed, he always wanted to get the certificate, who made that little guy so abrasive that night, and he didn't expect to win the lottery?

However, he signed a marriage agreement with Xiao Xinnuo, which can be regarded as a marriage certificate, in his eyes, Yuan Xin has always been his wife, which will not change.

Luo Ziqing raised his eyes and said to his father: "Dad, I never thought of getting her pregnant so quickly, it's all my fault, but I will be responsible for her, no matter what, she can only be my wife in this life." ”

He Lei, who was on the side, heard what Luo Ziqing said, and said to his father on the side: "Your son is as domineering as you. ”

The father of war said, "You gave birth to them." ”

Luo Ziqing: "..."

Luo Ziqing thought that he didn't come over to listen to the two of you show affection, and then Luo Ziqing got up from the sofa and said to the two people who were still talking: "I'll go back, you two talk slowly." ”

"Stinky boy, wait a minute... When are you going to get married? He Lei said.

Luo Ziqing: "I'm already preparing." ”

He Lei looked at Luo Ziqing with a surprised expression, and then said, "When are you ready, why don't you tell me everything?" ”

Tell them about it?

"No, you don't know what kind of wedding Nono likes."

Luo Ziqing invisibly sprinkled dog food again, and before the Zhan couple could speak, Luo Ziqing took the lead in leaving the study.

He Lei said to the father on the side, "Just now, did your son sprinkle dog food?" ”

Father of War: "Isn't it your son?" ”

…

The other side.

Yang Yan followed Tang Murong and the two of them unconsciously walked to a place, that place carried the memories of the two of them, looking at the pavilion in front of them, let Yang Yan go back to the past, he didn't speak for a long time, the hand broke free from Tang Murong's body and walked aside

sat down on the stone bench.

The touch of the palm of his hand was gone, Tang Murong felt that his heart seemed to be empty, raised his eyes and looked at the girl on the stone bench, with an obsessive look in his eyes, and said after a few seconds: "Jing..."

That jing, Yang Yan slowly raised his eyes and looked at Tang Murong, just glanced at Tang Murong lightly, looked away again, and said slowly: "Do you remember here?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Tang Murong's hands subconsciously clenched into fists, but within a few seconds, his hands were released again, and he said to the girl on the stone bench: "I always remember that this is the place where I refused your confession for the first time. ”

Yes! Wasn't this the first place he rejected her confession?

"I thought you wouldn't remember it in your life?" Yang Yan said a little self-deprecatingly.

Then, Yang Yan stood up from the stone bench again, walked to the side of the pool, and looked at the calm pool by the faint moonlight

Water, once again, said, "Let's go back." ”

Before Tang Murong could speak, Yang Yan left the pavilion with steps, until Tang Murong couldn't see Yang Yan's figure, he was still standing in the pavilion, and that scene kept coming to his mind, and now he couldn't wait to go back and shoot that self to death, so that he wouldn't be so far away from his Jing.

Raising his dark eyes and looking into the distance, he let the wind blow on his face before slowly turning around and leaving the pavilion.

When he returned to the hall, he found that Yang Yan had already carried his bag from upstairs, walked down, and walked in the direction of the door.

Tang Murong said: "Let's go back together." ”

Yang Yan: "Hmm..."

Wakakoqing Group.

"Good morning, Mrs. President."

Yuan Xin, who had just sat down, looked at the employee who called her president's wife with a confused expression, and she found that from the moment she walked into the lobby, everyone here was looking at her, which made her a little blindsided.

She felt like a monkey, being watched by other people, and then Yuan Xin had to look at those people with an embarrassed smile and didn't say anything.

Walked into the exclusive president's elevator.

She hadn't expected to see a certain man, and she now regretted coming in a little.

Will she be able to get out of here now?

Shouldn't a man be faster than her? At this time, I should be sitting in the office on the top floor.

But in the end, Yuan Xin pretended not to see Luo Ziqing, and turned the head melon to the other side.

And Luo Ziqing, who was standing on the side, looked at the little girl who deliberately didn't know him, evoked a wicked smile, and walked to Yuan Xin's side with steps.

The familiar smell had been lingering on the tip of Yuan Xin's nose, and her heart was uncontrollable, and it was beating again.

Yuan Xin muttered in her heart: "It's okay, it's early in the morning."

Family. ”

Luo Ziqing: "Wife, where are you muttering?" ”

Yuan Xin: "..."

Is a man a roundworm in her stomach?

Why is she thinking, she is muttering things, he knows everything?

"It's nothing, I'm going to work." The elevator door opened, and Yuan Xin lowered her head and slipped away.

Looking at the girl who was walking towards the design department, the corners of a man's mouth hooked up with an arc that seemed to be smiling, and he picked up his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Yuan Xin.

Then he put away his phone, closed the elevator door, and reached the top floor in less than a minute.

Yuan Xin, who returned to the office, received a message from Luo Ziqing, and after reading it, the corners of her mouth twitched.

Is she empty-hearted?

Is it necessary for her to have a weak heart?

Have you been too good to a man lately?

Yuan Xin took a deep breath and sent a side-by-side emoji to a certain man.