Chapter 1842: : Suggestion from my wife

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Ling Xiaoya knew that Zhang Xingyun was gone, and began to take care of herself. Many of the habits that Zhang Xingyun had developed could not be changed. For example, after following Zhang Xingyun, she was reluctant to eat outside meals.
Before meeting Zhang Xingyun, Ling Xiaoya ’s kitchen was clean and dusty. If you wanted to eat something after returning home, it was called take-out. However, Zhang Xingyun always said that this kind of food is unhealthy, so he always cooks for himself. Ling Xiaoya eats.
Therefore, after Zhang Xingyun left, Ling Xiaoya could not change this habit and could only try to cook by herself.
She couldn't remember how many times he was burnt, but he didn't have to do it so he could only be hungry.
Over time, practice makes perfect.
After listening to Zhang Xingyun, he also knew what Ling Xiaoya was talking about, but he was actually quite guilty. If there was no misunderstanding between the two, he would not leave for so long.
When I thought that Ling Xiaoya was sick and had to take care of her life, she couldn't help feeling distressed. It was just that no one in the past wanted to mention it again, as long as he didn't feel that way in the future.
After eating, Zhang Xingyun will pack it up and take a walk inside Ling Xiaoya Community. When he returns home, Zhang Xingyun sees Ling Xiaoya's face with some fatigue, and he begins to say: "wash and go to bed early."
After talking, Zhang Xingyun walked towards his room, but soon a small, boneless hand grabbed him.
Zhang Xingyun looked at Ling Xiaoya strangely: "What's wrong?"
Ling Xiaoya kept her head down, her face red with shame, and whispered, "Nebula, you, no one has lived in your house for a long time, it will be uncomfortable."
Zhang Xingyun smiled indifferently: "It's okay, I can sleep anywhere so rough, just wash it tomorrow."
Zhang Xingyun didn't care much about these things. After all, when I was on a mission, I slept everywhere, and now it's nice to have a bed.
"No, no, it's useless for a long time, it's not good for your health ..."
"It's okay, I'm so strong, there will be no problem." Zhang Xingyun really does not care about this matter.
Ling Xiaoya was blocked by Zhang Xingyun's words. After all, Zhang Xingyun had hinted at herself before, but suddenly she hinted at herself, how could she not understand?
But could Ling Xiaoya tell her directly what she wanted to say?
Seeing Ling Xiaoya stop talking, Zhang Xingyun was very strange: "My wife, do you have something to say to me?"
Ling Xiaoya squeezed for a long time, and finally turned her face to the side: "That, you sleep with me at night ..."
Ling Xiaoya's voice is really similar to mosquitoes, but Zhang Xingyun's hearing is very good, really good, so I listened to Ling Xiaoya's voice.
Looking at the woman's shy expression, Zhang Xingyun swallowed involuntarily. When the boss went out, he changed his dress and had a slender figure.
At this time, Zhang Xingyun, who showed his little daughter's gesture, was already impatient.
The body was close to Ling Xiaoya, and the unique fragrance on the woman's body made Zhang Xingyun's eyes dull and shining desire.
Seeing Zhang Xingyun's reaction, Ling Xiaoya took the initiative to move forward, and closed her eyes when she approached Zhang Xingyun.
Zhang Xingyun looked at Ling Xiaoya's white face, and her cheeks were red, as if with a fatal temptation, Zhang Xingyun couldn't bear to look away.
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