Chapter Ninety-Eight: Take You on the Swing

"My husband, you're here!"

Well, my wife, your little mouth is so sweet, and the sweet old man's bones are crispy, 23333

Zhou Ru just entered the West Cross Courtyard and looked up to see the clean and pure woman leaning on the railing looking at him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

His little heart plopped that wild jump, and he was about to catch up with the electric little motor.

The aqua blue dress fluttered, like rippling water.

The white calves are as white as jade, and they appear and disappear under the cover of the dress, adding to the mysterious beauty.

There was a white ribbon tied around the waist of the little man who was holding Yingying, and it hung down quietly after a bend, looking playful and lively.

The slender neck is like a ballet dancer dancing Swan Lake, straight without a trace of wrinkles, and very smooth.

Not to mention her angelic face, dark eyes, and two shallow dimples that were revealed by a slight smile.

It's all so beautiful! so intoxicating!

Elegant, noble!

That's it!

"My husband, you're really coming to see me!"

Yan Ling'er was like a fluttering butterfly, looking at Zhou Ruyi happily, her beautiful eyes were like whirlpools, and she deeply sucked Zhou Ruyi's figure into her heart.

"Oh, wife, what did you say! Didn't I promise you。。。。。。 ”

Zhou Ru pretended to be reproachful and glared at Yan Ling'er, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he rushed up to the second floor, and then a foot away from Yan Ling'er, and paused.

"Wife, you~"

"Shh~"

Yan Ling'er smiled lightly, stretched out her weak and cool little hand and gently blocked Zhou Ruyi's mouth, moved her feet slightly, crossed the distance of one foot, and hugged Zhou Ruye tightly.

Airplanes~

Like the sound of an explosion in his head, Zhou Ru was stunned, feeling the slender and slender figure in his arms, a heart completely exploded, evolving from a motor to a Ferrari engine, boom boom~.

"My husband, don't talk, I just want to hug you quietly, okay?"

The soft sound like a warm breeze blew into Zhou Ruye's ears, making his engine heart beat even more violently.

"Hmm" with a soft hum, Zhou Ru wrapped his left arm around Yan Ling'er's waist, stroked her hair with his right hand, and smelled the fragrance of her orchid-like virgin on the tip of his nose, a heart beating like an engine was so violent that it completely collapsed, shattered into slag and melted into the lake, rippling with the waves, peaceful and tranquil.

Men and women hugged each other, enjoying the sunshine at noon, warm, shining on their bodies and penetrating their hearts.

At this moment, Zhou Ru didn't want to do anything, he didn't want to teach, he didn't practice, and he didn't want to go to class, he wanted to turn into a stone, wrap Yan Ling'er in his arms, and hold him forever and ever.

"My husband, slave misses you so much~"

"I know~"

"At that time, the slave was very scared and in pain~"

"I understand~"

"The slave is really desperate, the slave seems to have left this world~"

Zhou Ru stiffened, her heart throbbed violently, she hugged Yan Ling'er tightly, rubbed her ear with her nose, and said softly: "I know, so I went to save you!"

"Well, do you know how happy the slave was when you fell from the sky?"

"I don't know, but I seem to know!"

Hehe, the slave felt a light shoot into the slave's place. ”

Yan Ling'er let go of the hand that wrapped around Zhou Ruyi's waist, her teeth half bit her pink lips, her pure eyes that were not contaminated with a trace of fireworks looked at Zhou Rushi with autumn water, her hands wrapped Zhou Ruyi's big hand, and pressed it her heart.

"That light is here in the slave, it's always there~"

The voice was soft and glutinous, with a hint of trembling, Yan Ling'er's small hand pressed Zhou Ruye's big hand, her eyes were slightly lowered, and her face was full of red glow.

Is this a confession?

Oh, my God?

Mom, please tell me, is this a confession?

Mother said: Silly son, yes, you heard it right.

Zhou Ru is pupils dilated, and he looked down at Yan Ling'er who was shy and stubborn, and was incoherent for a while.

"I, this ~ like ~ "

What's the matter with you, Zhou Ruyi, what the hell are you doing!

Bang, two slaps in the face.

Zhou Ru's chest rose and fell sharply, and he wanted to say something loudly, but he couldn't say anything.

So he acted directly physically~

Kiss~!

It took one minute, thirty-four seconds and fifty-six minutes, Zhou Ru hugged Yan Ling'er, her big lips were imprinted on her small lips, and she kissed her deeply.

"Woo~um~"

Yan Ling'er's struggling little hand clenched her fist, and then it was loosened again, softly flattened, and placed on Zhou Ru is solid back~

For a long time, the lips are parted, the woman is shy, and the man is smiling.

The scene just now didn't seem to have happened, but it was already imprinted in the hearts of the two.

"My husband, so boring, the slave seems to go out for a walk~"

"My wife, I'm afraid this won't work. ”

Zhou Ru was embarrassed to refuse Yan Ling'er's request, she had just recovered from a serious illness and was in urgent need of recuperation, so it was not suitable for her to go out for a walk.

Moreover, Zhou Ru was very worried that after Yan Xingge came back, he would see that his baby girl was not there, would he go crazy and hang him up and give him a beating.

Come to think of it, it's possible!

Zhou Ru wiped the cold sweat on her head, looked at Yan Ling'er's disappointed expression, and felt very uncomfortable.

"Oh well. ”

Yan Ling'er's disappointed expression was fleeting, she smiled again, and looked up at Zhou Ruyi, but it made Zhou Ruyi's heart even more uncomfortable.

Is your smile comforting me, but I'm actually disappointed in my heart.

Zhou Ru forced a smile, his heart throbbed, he wanted Yan Ling'er to be happy, and he didn't want Yan Ling'er to be disappointed and sad.

As a boyfriend, he felt that he was doing very badly!

So Zhou Ru's brain turned, and he thought of a good attention.

"My wife, let's play on the swing!"

"Swing? What's that?"

Yan Ling'er elegantly stroked the hair around her ears, looked at Zhou Ruis curiously, and said that the slave didn't understand, and the slave didn't understand!

I'm sorry, swings haven't been seen in the heavens, but it doesn't matter, the roads are all stepped on by people, and the swings can't be made.

Since there isn't, let me do it.

Zhou Ru smiled at Yan Ling'er, closed his eyes and concentrated, recalling the appearance of the swing in his mind, his hands were sealed, and he suddenly opened his eyes, "Drink!" ”

The white light flashed, and a swing appeared in Zhou Ruye's palm out of thin air.

It has two thick and long hemp ropes, with a long bench in the middle, and is a very simple structure, which is estimated to last for a long time.

Yan Ling'er touched the swing very curiously, saying that she didn't understand, can this thing be played?

Zhou Ru showed it to her.

Tie the two thick hemp ropes firmly to the railing on the second floor, and the distance is the same as the length of the bench, and then Zhou Ru picked up the bench and threw it downstairs, and at a height of one meter from the bottom of the building, the bench stopped.