Chapter 4: Shared bed and pillow

"full?"
Almost Lin Xingqing put down the chopsticks, Fang Xia's words came, Lin Xingqing tried to swallow the food that almost stretched to the throat, and finally bravely looked at Fang Xia.
"full."
This is the third time Lin Xingqing has laid down his chopsticks. Every time he put down his chopsticks, in the voice of Fang Xia's inaudible emotions, I do not know why Lin Xingqing had some counseling. not yet."
So, from the reserved seven or eight points full to nine points full, and now even more than a little full, even if facing Fang Xia then counseling, she really can't eat any more.
I do n’t know if Lin Xingqing ’s performance was too obvious. Fang Xia scanned the clean rice bowl and half of the dishes on the table. His eyes turned slightly and he said:
\ "Lisao, tidy up."
"Yes."
After Lisao answered her voice, but did not count her breath, she could hardly hear the sound, just like tableware and chopsticks, the table was refreshing and refreshing.
Although I still don't adapt to this mode of sitting full, when I feel the uncomfortable stomach support, I can finally stop eating, and everything else can be tolerated.
Lin Xingqing really has n’t eaten so much for a long time. At first it was the beauty of a woman. Later, because his father had an accident, he was not in a mood. He always took a bite and counted. At this moment, he touched the slightly round belly and looked slightly Leaning backwards, for a while, it always felt complicated.
Before that, Lisao, who only retreated to the side, retreated with the cleaned servant. The entire living room was completely left with Lin Xingqing and Fang Xia. Lin Xingqing slightly lowered her eyes and tied her hair. I do n’t know when. Some of them loosened and hung down on the side of the face, and it seemed that the face had a delicate beauty. The upper body was a light blue T-shirt, and the lower body was light gray pants. At this moment, when the body leaned back slightly, the T-shirt was slightly exposed. A small piece of skin, and at this moment, the white and slender fingertips are slowly rubbing in a fixed direction, the movement is secret, but quietly silent, but it can't help but store feet.
Fang Xia originally looked at Lin Xingqing's eyes and wondered when it went down gracefully, until she watched that the movement of her fingertips stopped for a long time, and in the corner that no one knew, the voice in her throat moved quietly.
The month was already a little deeper, and at the moment the pair of people sitting in pairs had an unspeakable tacit understanding.
"Hoo ~"
The stomach that stretched to the extreme finally had such a relief. Although it was only a trace, it was enough to make Lin Xingqing unable to resist a sigh of satisfaction. The sound was very small and very light, but in a quiet enough room, it was enough to be heard. .
"Squeak ~"
The slight noise when the chair was pulled, Lin Xingqing stiffened slightly, looked up slightly, and saw that Fang Xia, who had been sitting upright, had stood up, and in the bright lights, Fang Xia's body suit was in a formal dress. With an indescribable deepness and an inexplicable seriousness, it is simply a subconscious mind.
But what did she do with guilty conscience?
That was obviously an unsolvable problem, but when Fang Xia walked in front of Lin Xingqing in such a hurry and slow pace, the line of sight was high and low, Lin Xingqing blinked, looking closer and deeper and deeper. Eyes, unconsciously pursed his lips, can not think of anything, his mind is blank.
This can be regarded as the closest distance between the two of them. It belongs to Fang Xia's slightly cold body, which seems to be a kind of floral fragrance. It is so rushing, and it is very strong to announce the existence.
"Fang Xia, I ..."
Lin Xingqing is not a person who is not good at speaking. Although her father is very capable, she wants to share more burdens for her, so that she has learned to be able to speak well, but it seems that she has been pressed by Fang Xia since the meeting. , So much so that he clearly felt that he should say something at the moment. At first he called a name, but the rest of the words could not say anything.
"It's still early to go around."
Fang Xia's eyes closed quickly, and his body standing quietly in front of Lin Xingqing began to move. When that kind of words rang on the side of the ear, Fang Xia had already moved towards the door, in the bright light, Fang Xia's posture was straight and firm.
Lin Xingqing touched his belly subconsciously, exhaling deeply, his eyes flickered, and responded with a soft voice: "Well." As before Fang Xia, he got up and put the chair carefully and slowly followed.

Fang Xia's economic conditions must be very good. Although he agreed to sign a contract and came here today, Lin Xingqing still knows nothing about Fang Xia's identity, but he did not hesitate to pay one million medical expenses. When going to the best hospital ward and the best nurse, Lin Xingqing had such a guess.
However, after Fang Xia walked out of the oversized house that had exceeded her cognition, Lin Xingqing felt that this cognition should be corrected again.
Fang Xia's economic conditions are not good, but very good!
In the golden city of Z city, there are large houses and separate flower gardens. All kinds of flowers and trees are just right, with a taste that even the layman will feel extremely comfortable, not to mention this As soon as I walked, I walked for a long time in half an hour and didn't finish it.
It was already night at the moment, but the occasional crisp birdsong, the tangy floral fragrance, the warmth from the breeze, and the proper lighting arrangement, even if it came out, it was really just a walk.
Since they walked out of the door, the two have remained in tandem, almost a state of zero communication, but as they go deeper and deeper, various landscapes are displayed in front of them, and Lin Xingqing's mood can't help but Slowly relax.
This flower should be very difficult to maintain. It is said that it needs the right nutrition and moisture. If you pour more water, you will die. If you pour less water, you will die. But if you look at it, it grows so well. There is a lot of research, and I do n’t know if the gardener can teach her a trick if I meet in the future.
This tree is so green, and the leaves are so green, isn't it said that it is very good at attracting insects, but it doesn't seem to feel insects at all.
This one...
Lin Xingqing has always had a secret hobby, that is, she likes flowers and trees very much. Previously, because of her father, she had to deeply suppress this hobby, but in this situation, that preference was completely uncontrolled. So powerful that even Fang Xiadu forgot for a moment.
Fang Xiaquan has been quiet all the time, but at this moment Lin Xingqing's curly hair was flying with the wind, and there was a starlight surging between her brows.
"thumping!"
Most of his thoughts were on the flowers and grass, and Lin Xingqing, who was walking in a habit, bumped down unexpectedly. The sound was not loud, but he didn't expect to do such a thing at all. Lin Xing's eyes opened slightly, his lips opened slightly, a picture Frightened look.
At this moment, the two were so close that Fang Xia's fingers moved slightly, and finally lifted slowly, brushing Lin Xingqing's long hair.
"Lin Xingqing, it's not early, go to rest."
That kind of words was very calm, but when that kind of words sounded, Lin Xingqing even forgot Fang Xia's finger on the forehead.
Rest = sleep
And she and Fang Xia are husband and wife, that naturally is to share the same bed.
with! bed! Total! pillow!
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