Chapter 89: See Father Lin 3
"Don't you want to get along?" A hand against the wall trapped her in front of her. He whispered in her ear.
Hot breath sprayed on her neck. The mint fragrance of the man's body filled her nose.
The temperature on Lin Ruoxian's face gradually rose, and her hands stopped struggling.
Yes, since you want to play a loving couple, it is inevitable to hold hands.
Her rare meekness did not make men feel better. His eyes sank slightly, he gritted his teeth, and suddenly grabbed her waist. As if testing her bottom line.
Lin Ruoxian let out a low cry in shock. But after a brief moment of astonishment, she did not struggle. Leaning on his arms in resignation, he even stiffly stretched out his hand and wrapped it around his arm.
"Let's go...... Let's go" barely pulled out the smile, it turned out to be so pale and weak.
Fang Yuanxiang did not answer. My heart was astringent. Is it so hard to pretend to love him? Every smile she has for Zhao Xinpeng is so happy and full of love. But when the subject becomes him, can't he even give a false smile? The stark contrast reminded him all the time that his love was nothing but foolish insistence. Is Zhao Xinpeng really that good? So good that even if he does everything he can't replace?
"Don't laugh, it's worse than crying." He finally couldn't help but say mockingly. With such a smile, no one would believe that she was really happy.
Unsightly? Lin Ruoxian's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness. hand, unconsciously touching the cheek.
That...... So what to do? Dad is such a careful person, he must be able to see it at a glance. Then he'll have to worry about her again!
Looking at the tangled expression on her face, Fang Yuanxiang immediately understood what she was thinking.
"Don't worry, just treat me as Zhao Xinpeng." He looked directly at her.
That tone, three points of self-deprecation and seven points of helplessness.
I didn't expect him Fang Yuanxiang to say such a thing one day. actually wanted to borrow another man's identity in exchange for a smile from her. What kind of magic did this woman in front of him do?
His arms tightened, and he hugged her harder as if in revenge. Without giving her time to answer, she knocked on the door of the ward.
"Come in." Father Lin's voice came from inside. Thick and loud, and yesterday's weak and hoarse judgment is like two people. Apparently recovering well.
The man's slender fingers reached for the doorknob, a slight tremor revealing the nervousness he had been trying to hide.
In fact, from the moment he came to the hospital, his heart went up and down.
Uncle Lin was willing to see him, and he was naturally happy. However, while being happy, he was a little hesitant. How did Lin Ruoxian explain the reason for their marriage? What would Uncle Lin think of him?
Twist the doorknob and hear your own heartbeat clearly.
The door creaked open. Compared to the dimness of the corridor, the bright sunlight makes the whole ward look extraordinarily warm.
Taking a deep breath, Fang Yuanxiang walked into the ward with difficulty, as if he had stepped into a holy place that did not belong to him.
"Yuanxiang, here!" Father Lin, who was reading a book, suddenly felt a lot more energetic when he saw him.
Looking at that familiar and kind face, Fang Yuanxiang opened his mouth several times and said, "Uncle Lin"
"Uncle Lin?" Father Lin raised his eyebrows, and it could be seen that he was not satisfied with this title: "Why are you still called Uncle Lin?" ”
The implication was quite obvious, but Fang Yuanxiang seemed to be choked by the neck, and it took a long time to barely squeeze out: "...... Dad"
One word, familiar and unfamiliar, actually made his always dry eyes faintly wet.