"Don't say that."

Lin Qingyao knew that Lu Zhixing might feel sad because he missed Lin Mingyou excessively.

"It feels like we've really been in love."

Scold.

Lu Zhixing chuckled, how to describe the heartless woman in front of him?

He deserves it, what can he do if he falls in love?

Lin Qingyao was suppressed by Lu Zhixing's smile, and perhaps felt that he had said something too much, and he had a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, "I'm sorry." ”

If every casual hurt can be easily forgiven by these three words, then there will be no compassionate people in this world.

After a long time, the man stretched out his slender right hands and put them on Lin Qingyao's head, and his voice couldn't hear any tone, "Let's go, go home." ”

Somehow, Lin Qingyao felt a little guilty in his heart, but when he thought that his house had been so badly ruined by Zhou Hai, he didn't want to go back.

"Didn't you say it, let's go out and live."

When Lin Qingyao said this, the cherry mouth pursed up a good-looking arc slightly, and her coquettish appearance made Lu Zhixing unable to find any sentence to refuse.

He loves so humbly and carefully, as long as she can give him a smile or share a little love with him, the ice built by Lu Zhixing's world will collapse.

"Why don't you stay at home?"

He actually knew, but he still wanted to hear her in person.

Lin Qingyao scratched his head, "We only have one bed at home, so we can't squeeze it open." ”

It's okay if she doesn't say it, but as soon as she says it, Lu Zhixing is so angry that she wants to vomit blood.

How do you sum it up, did Zhou Hai ever sleep in the same bed with her?

"Huh."

Lu Zhixing put away the little gentleness, "What does Miss Lin mean, only Zhou Hai's kind of figure, is it appropriate to squeeze a bed with you?" ”

He approached the stairs with his long legs, almost without thinking, and Lin Qingyao wrapped around him from behind, "Ah Xing." ”

Lu Zhixing's body was tense and straight, and Lin Qingyao's face was pressed against his back, exhaling a scorching breath.

He has been abstinent for seven years, and he just opened meat twice a few days ago, so he is naturally hard.

"Miss Lin." Lu Zhixing didn't intend to let her go, he forcibly endured his desire and broke Lin Qingyao's hand open.

The man turned around, and a cool sentence came out of his voice: "The master has a question and has been puzzled for a long time." ”

"What's the problem?"

Lin Qingyao belongs to the kind of girl who is petite, so she needs to lean her neck when watching Lu Zhixing.

"When I came out of the book, since I had never seen me, how could I know that I was Lu Zhixing?"

Sure enough, the woman's little face has changed a lot.

He even said, "...... I ......"

"Xiaoyu." Lu Zhixing clamped Lin Qingyao's thin shoulders, "I thought of thousands of possibilities, but in the end, only this can be explained." ”

"You are Lin Qingyao, and you are also Lin Mingyou."

Lin Qingyao did not admit it, nor did he deny it.

She's exposed too much.

The existence of a lie requires a lot of lies to wrap it.

Silence won't solve the other person's problem, but he doesn't want to tell the next lie.

"Why?"

Lu Zhixing had many questions he wanted to ask her, but the most important thing was why he was writing him to death.

Lin Qingyao stood on tiptoe, she hooked Lu Zhixing's neck, her beautiful eyelashes stuck to the water, and she stuck to his thin lips.

“...... Don't ask if it's okay......"

The already uncontrollable lust exploded at this moment, Lu Zhixing changed from passive to active, when his hand probed into her secret flower garden, "Xiao You." ”

“...... Don't ...... outside."

Lu Zhixing picked up Lin Qingyao and rushed into the building, and when he arrived at the door, Lu Zhixing got the key from the woman's bag.

The bed that was ruined by Zhou Hai, not only did she feel disgusting, but he also felt disgusting with such a mild cleanliness habit.

So he hugged her to the sofa and picked up Lin Qingyao's little face, there was nothing about the cold-bellied black person.

"Xiaoyu."

The name that came out of his throat was so pleasant.

Lin Qingyao's face was red, and his voice was like a mosquito, "Hmm." ”

"Will you do it with me?"

After getting the approval, Lu Zhixing's hands trembled, unlike the time in the hotel, the movements could not be more gentle.

But even so, the small space of the sofa made Lin Qingyao unable to bear his full enthusiasm.

With such physical strength, it should be trained and trained well.

Because I was in a hurry to come in, I didn't turn on the lights.

The moonlight poured into the house through the window, and the man found the quilt from the cabinet, which was indeed the same habit as in Lingnan.

Lu Zhixing carefully covered Lin Qingyao with a quilt, and gently stroked the woman's quiet sleeping face, "What you don't want to say, I never force you to say." ”

At night, Lin Qingyao woke up, and Lu Zhixing was watching TV in the living room.

This drama is a popular Xianxia drama at present-the fragrance of Jinjiang's big wire.

On the screen, Jinmi saw Xu Feng give a petal of Chunhua Qiushi to Suihe to show, and then return it to her.

Jinmi cried heartbreakingly: "Phoenix, I love you." I love you. ”

Xu Feng had a cold face: "I remember clearly, when I was dying, the two words 'never' that the water god gave me." Xufeng is still regarded as a golden rule and remembered in his heart. For a moment, not for a moment, dare not forget for a moment. ”

Jin Mi explained the Meteor Pill to Xu Feng, Xu Feng turned his back to wipe the tears that slipped from the corners of his eyes, he turned his face and no longer believed it: "In the future, if you say another word of love for me, I will kill you immediately." Say it once, chop it once. ”

......

Lu Zhixing heard the crying behind him, and looked back at Lin Qingyao's little face full of tears.

"Master is just bored at night, turn on the TV and play this replay."

He explained incoherently that the little guy's crying problem existed in Lingnan when he was in Lingnan, and it was easy to be substituted for what was needed, easy to be moved, and easy to overflow with compassion.

Lin Qingyao threw himself into Lu Zhixing's arms, he was a little similar to Xu Feng, but it was a little different.

“...... Do you hate me......" Lin Qingyao cried uncontrollably, "...... Won't you hate me for writing you to death......"

"Never."

Unlike the one that the water god gave to the god of fire, Lu Zhixing's never was really never.

He didn't tell Lin Qingyao about it, he had been in northern Sichuan for a whole year.

This city is strange but familiar, much like Lingnan but different.

It took him a long time to integrate into northern Sichuan.

Until one day, I saw "Lingnan Flowers Are Blooming" in the bookstore.

Lu Zhixing laughed at himself, it turned out that he had no entity, and he was actually the hero of a book.

At that time, he didn't know where to go.

He couldn't even tell what was true and what was false.

He even doubted, did Lin Mingyou really exist?

I've been doing it for so many years, is it all a joke?

“...... I know ......," Lin Qingyao choked up, "...... You must hate me to death......"

"I'll just ask you." Lu Zhixing wiped away her tears, "You are Lin Mingyou, right?" ”

If you are Xiaoyou, Rao is a thousand kinds of mistakes, as long as you say your hardships, I will continue to love you with this injury.

If you are not Xiaoyou, Lu Zhixing can't imagine how he should deal with himself if Lin Qingyao is not Xiaoyou.

"Hmm."

This time, she finally admitted herself.

"I thought that everything in the past and with you was not a dream."

Therefore, when they meet again, it will be easy to recognize him.

In the face of his questioning, he will be so flustered.