"Don't cry anymore."

Lu Zhixing kissed away her tears, "If you cry again, your eyes will be swollen the next day." ”

Lin Qingyao choked up, "...... Don't you even ask me why I wrote you to death......"

"What you don't want to say, I won't ask."

Lu Zhixing smiled, "Besides, aren't I still alive now?" ”

In fact, from the encounter at the hotel, all her defenses were broken.

Lin Qingyao never thought that she would meet Lu Zhixing in reality, and about him has always been a secret hidden in her heart.

Before writing "Lingnan Flowers Are Blooming", Lin Qingyao was just an ordinary female middle school student, and unlike her peers, she liked very old things.

In her cognition, both gods and ghosts exist.

On that day, she had a beautiful dream.

I went to a place called Lingnan, and in the spring, the flowers were blooming.

A young man lies in the flowers, like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world.

Lin Qingyao was fascinated, and she squatted down until the boy woke up.

"Hey." The young man snorted coldly, "Have you seen enough?" ”

"Addicted to the appearance of the master, can't extricate yourself?"

Lin Qingyao's face flushed, how could there be such a narcissistic bad guy.

"Who would indulge—"

The beautiful boy actually sealed the words behind her.

Lin Qingyao was annoyed, "Bad guy, how can you sneak attack casually!" ”

The beautiful boy wiped his mouth, "I look at Miss, isn't it also a picture of enjoyment?" ”

It was her first kiss! This demon!

Lin Qingyao glared angrily, and the beautiful young man showed a hearty smile: "If you stare at the master again, the master will have to accept you as a daughter-in-law." ”

Grandma's, she's going to sue him.

"You stinky boy, do you know that I'm only fourteen years old, and you just kiss indiscriminately without my permission-" Lin Qingyao was blocked again before he finished speaking, "...... Hmmm......"

Slowly, Lin Qingyao's head was dizzy, and he only remembered that he felt crispy and numb.

"Remember, you're the master's person."

The beautiful young man pinched Lin Qingyao's little face, "Master, my name is Lu Zhixing." ”

......

After listening to Lin Qingyao say this, Lu Zhixing smiled, "In your world, do you think it's a dream?" ”

The woman nodded, "Yes, because the next day, when I wake up, you're gone." ”

"Do you know how long I've been looking for the bad guy who's disturbing my sleep?"

"During that time, I tried to keep track of you, intermittently." In order to convince Lu Zhixing, Lin Qingyao took his hand, went to the study, opened the computer, and the Word document about Lu Zhixing's archive actually disappeared.

She muttered, "How could I not find it?" ”

"It's late." Lu Zhixing hugged her, and his hands were not restless, "If you don't want to sleep, just-"

The night is filled with endless joy.

It's good that he finally found her.

The early morning sunlight in northern Sichuan refracted onto the sofa, and Lin Qingyao heard the sound of the kitchen thunderbolt bar like it was about to explode.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, and all kinds of marks on the sofa made Lin Qingyao blush.

With a hazy vision, Lin Qingyao looked at Lu Zhixing's back, imagining the appearance of Lu Zhixing wearing an apron, and then exquisite delicacies were served on the table, the pink and warm picture.

Wait, is Lu Zhixing cooking? Realizing this, Lin Qingyao's sleepiness was completely frightened.

She jumped off the couch wrapped in the quilt, "What are you doing?" ”

"Cook noodles."

There was still pride written in the man's eyebrows, and his chopsticks were stirring the beef noodles of Master Kong in the pot in a similar manner, and Lin Qingyao could hardly bear to look directly at the black lump of "noodles." ”

"Forget it."

Lin Qingyao jumped over Lu Zhixing and turned off the gas, "Do you want to poison me by cooking dark dishes early in the morning?" ”

Lu Zhixing was looking at his masterpiece at this time, and he didn't forget to mutter: "It's strange, it was okay just now." ”

"When you are below, you should boil the water before putting the noodles."

Lu Zhixing thought that he didn't seem to wait for the water to boil before throwing the dough into the pot, "Chef Lin taught that." ”

Lin Qingyao looked at the anti-cuteness of the man in front of him, and couldn't help laughing.

This kind of rice is definitely inedible.

Just as he was about to turn around and return to the living room, his calf cramped suddenly, Lin Qingyao fell into Lu Zhixing's arms, and the quilt naturally slipped off, leaking infinite spring light.

Lu Zhixing's throat tightened, he hugged her, and teased very gentlemanly: "Do you want to have another shot early in the morning?" ”

"Stinky rascal!"

When Lin Qingyao wrote "Lingnan Flowers Are Blooming", because he had no experience in boat plays, he got the source of N island countries through channels, and compared the gourd painting scoop to Lu Zhixing's body pressed such an object.

After the end of a book, Lin Qingyao almost understood the experience of men who are easy to be impulsive in the early morning, so he didn't dare to anger Lu Zhixing.

"Xiaoyu."

Now that he had been honest with each other last night, of course he called her as before.

"You're all a young master, why are you so easy to be shy?"

"Take your hand and take it aside!"

Lin Qingyao blushed, "Do you still want to eat?" ”

"Yes."

In the past, in Lingnan, Lu Zhixing only had four things in his mind every day, sleeping Xiaoyou, teasing Xiaoyou, eating Xiaoyou's cooking, working and filming.

Lin Qingyao took advantage of the fact that Lu Zhixing was in a daze, and quickly put on the quilt and fled the scene.

After getting dressed, he re-ordered a bowl of fragrant noodles for Lu Zhixing.

Lu Zhixing swallowed the food cooked by Lin Qingyao with satisfaction, and he also went to clean up the mess of cups and plates.

"Ah Xing."

Lin Qingyao suddenly stopped him.

"What's wrong?"

"When are you going to go out and look for a job?"

Lu Zhixing's empty plate hand froze in the air, and said with a wry smile, "Is this that after sleeping with the master, you want to send it away?" ”

"It's not."

Only then did the man put away his complicated feelings, turned around, and leaned against the sink, "Forgive me, you're not such an ungrateful person. ”

Hehe.

Isn't that going well?

"What if I am ungrateful?"

Knowing that Lin Qingyao liked to talk back, Lu Zhixing deliberately ignored her, turned around, and continued to wash the dishes.

This is a bit different from what Lin Qingyao conceived in advance, under normal circumstances, shouldn't he sour her for a few sentences?

Could it be that you are licking your wounds alone at this time?

"Ah Xing." Lin Qingyao walked to the kitchen, "Are you sad?" ”

Lu Zhixing ignored her.

"I didn't mean to drive you away."

Lin Qingyao stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Lu Zhixing's waist from behind, and continued, "I don't have a job now, and you don't have a job now." How do we two unemployed vagrants live? ”

"Hmm."

Lu Zhixing finally reacted, "I actually submitted my resume online today. ”

"Really?"

Lin Qingyao let go of Lu Zhixing, stood on tiptoe, and touched Lu Zhixing's short hair, "I knew that our family Ah Xing was the best." ”

"A man's head can't be touched casually."

Lu Zhixing squinted his eyes, "Do you know the consequences of touching?" ”

Lin Qingyao took a few steps back, "Don't mess around." ”

"Oh?"

Looking at her appearance of fleeing in a hurry, Lu Zhixing's handsome face was painted with spring colors.

When he walked to the living room again, Lin Qingyao was squatting on the ground to sort out his suitcase.

"What are you going to pack up for?"

Lu Zhixing's heart suddenly stopped beating.

I only heard Lin Qingyao say: "Sell the house and go to the water." ”