Lin Qiao probably knew the meaning of the red hijab, she took it off on purpose just now, she waved her hand and said, "It's okay, when others ask, they will say that you lifted it." ”

Song Tingfan didn't hear it, took the red cloth hijab on the bed and gently put it on top of her head, and then slowly lifted the hijab.

The woman's chin, nose, eyes, and forehead until the whole face is revealed.

Lin Qiao was stunned by his movements, raised her eyes to stare at him, and a man's low voice came from her ears, "Lady." ”

If you listen closely, you can hear the trembling.

As soon as she heard these two words, Lin Qiao's brain seemed to explode, and then she couldn't help but "cough cough cough".

"Tingfan, cough, you call me by name."

She can't stand him calling her mother, and she can accept it.

Lady, you feel like you're taking advantage of him when you hear it.

Song Tingfan didn't know what she was thinking, a trace of loss flashed in his eyes, and he quickly returned to normal, explaining: "Dad said that newlyweds should call each other, you should call me...... Messire. ”

In fact, there is no such custom, he just wants to hear it.

I've wanted to hear it for a long time.

Lin Qiao was not familiar with the customs here, so he subconsciously believed it, after all, he didn't ask too much.

But it was a bit too much for her.

She didn't shout, and the man in front of her didn't say anything, just stood in front of her like a mountain, and there was a big feeling that she wouldn't leave without shouting.

Lin Qiao struggled in her heart for a while, wanting not to shout, but she was afraid of hurting the child's man's self-esteem.

She repeated in her heart that this was the script, this was the script, this was the script.

Probably because of the comfort in her heart, she showed just the right smile, took out the appearance of acting back then, and shouted sincerely, "Xianggong." ”

The voice is delicate.

As soon as the words came out, she was dumbfounded, it was over, she used too much force.

"Ahem, Tingfan, no, I'm not trying to ......"

The man grinned and smiled happily, he didn't have to ask her for anything, and the "Xianggong" was enough for him to be happy for a long time.

"There's some food on the table, pad your stomach first, and I'll bring in the food later."

Hearing the door closed, Lin Qiao raised her eyes, couldn't help but slap her mouth, and muttered in annoyance, "Let you act, I didn't let you act like the real thing." ”

"It's already crooked, can't it be more crooked if it goes on like this?"

"Raise the right, and raise the right."

……

After noon, the people outside were finished, Song Tingfan saw that Song Qin and they were a little tired, sent them into the house to sleep, and after a while, returned to the kitchen and came out with food and returned to his own room.

At this time, Lin Qiao had already taken off her shoes and fell asleep on the bed.

Seeing this, he slowed down, put down his meal, and closed the door.

Then he walked to the side of the bed, and was about to carry her in to sleep some, probably because it was hot, the woman ripped off her collar, and half of the snow was vaguely visible.

He froze and quickly looked away, his face flushing.

In some respects, men have not improved much compared to three years ago.

Suddenly, Lin Qiao opened her eyes, saw that he was instinctively startled, and came back to her senses, she sat up, and saw that his face was flushed, thinking that he had drunk too much wine.

She hurriedly got up to help him, "Did you drink too much and have a headache?" I'm going to boil you some ginger candy. ”

Song Tingfan lowered his eyes and lied, "No need, it's okay, let's eat." ”

Red to the neck, alright? Lin Qiao was a little uneasy, "How much did you drink?" ”

"I don't know, I don't count."

Song Tingfan saw her raise her hand to probe her forehead, and her body tensed nervously.

Seeing that he was talking and walking normally, Lin Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, and then focused on the table, she was about to starve to death if she didn't eat early in the morning.

She looked at the two bowls, and subconsciously helped him scoop a bowl, "Uncle, eat together." ”

Song Tingfan walked over and took the bowl, pursed his lips, serious and serious, "I won't be you next time I call uncle." ”

Hearing this, Lin Qiao couldn't cry or laugh, "Okay." ”

After eating, she wanted to get out of the house, but Song Tingfan stopped her, "I can't get out of the house today, I can only do it tomorrow morning." ”

Lin Qiao subconsciously spoke quickly, and said a little sullenly: "Huh? So what are you doing in the house? ”

Before the words fell, I reacted to myself, "......"

What to do, of course, is "sleeping".

She yawned and changed the subject: "I'm a little sleepy, I'll sleep, you go and do your own thing." ”

She quickly got into bed, pulled the thin quilt to cover it, and then pricked up her ears to listen to the movement behind her, the footsteps got closer and closer, stopped, and then the bed sank.

She turned her head, and the man was already lying next to him, "You have to sleep too, then you sleep, sleep alone and be spacious." ”

As soon as I wanted to get up, someone grabbed my wrist, and then I used a slight force, and I fell into an embrace, and a deep voice, "Don't move, it's going to be uncomfortable." ”

The man of sixteen or seventeen is when his blood is strong, and it is abnormal if he has no reaction.

After understanding what kind of discomfort he would be uncomfortable, Lin Qiao "froze" and didn't "function" for a while.

……

The two didn't go out all afternoon, Lin Qiao did fall asleep, but Song Tingfan didn't fall asleep.

Seeing that dinner was about to come, he went out to be busy again, and there were still a lot of people eating at night, probably much cooler at night.

Song Qin glanced at Song Tingfan, who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and pulled him to the side, "Niu Niu, don't worry about here, go into the house and talk to Qiao'er." ”

As for how to speak, both of them understood it in their hearts.

Song Tingfan looked at the people in the yard, shook his head, and then reached out and touched her hand, slightly cold, and said worriedly: "Grandma, you go back to the house to sleep, I am watching here." ”

"It's okay, obedient, let Qiao'er wait for you today." Song Qin's insistence again and again made Song Tingfan return to the room.

Seeing that the bed was divided in half by the quilt, he wanted to laugh a little, but he didn't see it, "Why don't you sleep?" ”

"I'll sleep right away, Tingfan, will you sleep outside or inside?" Lin Qiao motioned for him to pick his own.

Song Tingfan didn't break her careful thoughts, in order to make her feel at ease, he said casually: "Let's go to the side." ”

"Okay, I'll leave you some more." Lin Qiao slept inside, originally thought that he would be unruly, but he didn't expect that he would not move after falling asleep obediently.

After an unknown amount of time, the woman fell asleep, and the man opened his eyes.

……

The next morning, a strong wind blew outside, and the peach leaves in the yard rubbed against each other, making a "rustling" sound.

Inside the house

I was busy late last night, Song Tingfan is still sleeping, he sleeps very well, and he can sleep in the same position.

Suddenly, his eyebrows moved, and Lin Qiao hurriedly closed his eyes, looking like he was still asleep.

The woman slept peacefully next to her, Song Tingfan's eyebrows flashed with a hint of satisfaction, and the greedy gaze fell from her face and finally fell on her lips.

He slowly leaned up, his lips touched together, and the blood in his body seemed to freeze, and then it seemed to "boil" again, and began to burn his desire.

He wants to......

Lin Qiao didn't expect him to learn to take advantage of people's sleep, and he didn't wake up for a while, nor did he wake up.

Soon......

The touch between the lips lasted for a while, from slight to severe.

The man's wheezing grew heavier.