Chapter 8: Challenge

"call!"
Lin Xingqing exhaled for a long time, but couldn't help but hold both hands and stretched forward to stretch forward. The smell between the nose was all between the flowers, the eyes were touching, all kinds of colors, and only the dryness of the heart disappeared. It was clean, and I couldn't stop wanting to rejoice. Then somehow I looked back in the direction of going back. With only one glance, the smile at the corner of my mouth instantly froze.
In the bright light, Fang Xia seems to have just returned from work, his hair is neatly combed, and an ink-colored suit, except for a slight unbuttoning at the collar, his hands are inserted in the stiff trousers, a pair of not high heels, Standing like that, not far away, Lin Xingqing's eyes were captured at this moment, and he looked at him with a deep gaze.
Ming Fang Xia said nothing and did nothing, but at the moment, Lin Xingqing still had the illusion that she was being stared at by a fierce beast, so that in addition to looking at her for a time, she actually forgot what she could do. .
"Lin Xingqing."
In a slightly cold tone, Fang Xia walked in a leisurely strolling pose, until the figure belonging to Fang Xia brought a shadow that made the light in front of Lin Xingqing suddenly darker, and the footsteps belonging to Fang Xia stopped. .
But at that moment, even though there was still a tangy floral fragrance between the noses, Lin Xingqing only smelled a fragrance.
The fragrance is not strong, but it is not too light, like a floral fragrance, but it can't tell what kind of fragrance.
That's the fragrance of Fang Xia.
Just like the shadow in front of me at the moment, like the fragrance between the noses at the moment, and like the person of Fang Xia, he always carries a kind of domineering that is too strong to be ignored.
Lin Xingqing's hands with folded hands didn't know when to let go, and put them to his side, looking at Fang Xia in front of him. After long lashes counted, he knew that he should stubbornly stare, but he was still useless and defeated first. Slightly bowed his head, bit his lip, and his long black hair spread out.
Lin Xingqing in a plain white dress stood honestly, at this moment inexplicably with a pitiful taste.
Fang Xia's hands tucked in his pockets were tight, and he could only see the black hair and the girl with the bright red lips in front of her eyes. The micro-movement between her throats made her dark eyes deeper.
"Lin Xingqing, not early, go back to dinner."
Fang Xia took another step in the extremely homely discourse that was completely inconsistent with Fang Xia's gas field, until the two stood side by side, and the fragrance belonging to Fang Xia was more intense between the noses. Lin Xingqing had not yet thought whether it should be Avoiding it, Fang Xia, who is talking about the family, bowed her head and caught Lin Xingqing's helpless eyes in her dark eyes. She held her right hand in her pocket and held Lin Xingqing's hand directly.
I do n’t know if Fang Xia was originally cold outside and hot inside, or just because the hand was always inserted in the pocket, Lin Xingqing only felt like an open flame in his hand, and it was extremely hot.
And shake hands?
She and Fang Xia?
Are they shaking hands?
why???
Regardless of how he thought about it, Lin Xingqing raised his head instantly at the moment when all the thoughts in his brain were so noisy, but his eyes just happened to touch Fang Xia's low eyes.
Perhaps it was too close, so that at this moment, removing the dark and heavy blackness unique to Fang Xia ’s eyes, she actually seemed to feel her shadow in that eye, and a burning sensation. Warm.
"Fang Xia, I ... you ..."
In just a moment, Lin Xingqing only felt that his brain was blank, and the words he exported also turned into unsound words.
Fang Xia didn't reply, but the remaining hand stretched out from her pocket, gently pulled her long hair back, and then retracted it. With a slight effort in her hand, she pulled her forward.
Rustle ~
Rustle ~
Only ears heard the footsteps of two people walking on the soft grass. Lin Xingqing quietly watched the Fang Xia who had been pulling her forward, her back straight and elegant, and her eyes gradually moved to the two. Hands clasped.
The grip between the two was not an intimate grip, but Fang Xia wrapped her whole hand in the palm of her hand with a strong gesture. The strength of the grip seemed to be absent, but it was not easy to move in Lin Xingqing. When moving, that hand will strengthen some strength, even if he hasn't spoken yet, but with a kind of domineering and strong that can't escape.
Looking at it like that, after half a ring, Lin Xingqing bit her lip lightly, and finally lowered her eyes, followed Fang Xiabuzi quietly and walked forward.
Fang Xia's pace was very steady, and his eyes kept looking straight ahead, his face was extremely calm, but no one knew that when the two hands clasped, the hand put in the pocket had been clenched tightly into a fist. , Until the palms sweat.
When Lin Xingqing finally stopped her gaze and followed quietly before her hand, her hand slowly spread out, and the gaze that looked straight ahead was a little darker, with a touch of joy.
All the way around, Lin Xingqing didn't go far enough, so that the two walked quietly, but they could already see the lighted door in about ten minutes.
Sand ~
When Lin Xingqing subconsciously wanted to go forward, Fang Xia's footsteps stopped instantly, and between the dangerous backs of Xia Xia's back, the hands clasped by them were finally opened.
"Lin Xingqing, you are my wife."
In that voice, Fang Xia suddenly pulled out a very neatly folded handkerchief from her pocket and gently wiped it between her foreheads.
Although the movement was extremely short, Lin Xingqing could guess where Fang Xia was rubbing dirt on herself based on where she was before.
But at this moment, listening to Fang Xia's words, Lin Xingqing had completely ignored the embarrassment he protruded.
Her heartbeat, which had been hard to suppress, suddenly accelerated at this moment for a few seconds.
"Fang Xia, I ... I know."
In a stuttering response, Lin Xingqing raised his head hard and looked squarely at Fang Xia.
She knows that she will obey this, but what does Fang Xia mean now?
Does it mean that Fang Xia just held her hand, not the adult holding the child, and the intimate hand between the couple?
But didn't she obey Fang Xia?
And that's just her own vomiting. Does Fang Xia Ba dominate even the thoughts in her heart?
In that tangled thought, Lin Xingqing, who was able to eat a full meal yesterday, was definitely a bit stale in the evening supper, and even after Fang Xia asked Lisao to take back the food, she had no time to disturb those unfinished waste Most of the dishes.
Although it is said that they are husband and wife, but after eating and drinking, even if it is too early, the two can still go shopping in the garden yesterday, but based on the garden just finished today, the two of them are sitting on the sofa. Very dull hours.
Because the rhythm was disrupted by Fang Xia's previous sentence, even if such silence was relatively opposed, Lin Xingqing did not have the intention to break this silence.
After that, Lin Xingqing could not remember how the two went to bed together and how to fall asleep together.
The next day, when Lin Xingqing finally woke up from a deep sleep, opened the curtains and looked at the bright sunlight, and holding the mobile phone, looking at the nine o'clock shown above, Lin Xingqing felt that she was a little numb.
How can human inertia be so strong?
It can be said that it was an accident yesterday, so why did she fall asleep again at nine today?
And don't even know when Fang Xia left?
That kind of entanglement didn't last long. When Lin Xingqing hadn't figured out how to go down, there was a slightly sharp voice rang out. The female voice obviously wanted her to hear it, mentioning it so high, that Even if it is upstairs, Lin Xingqing can still hear clearly.
"Sister Li, don't lie to me, I know someone in this room!
I want to see, what kind of coquette dare to shamelessly hook on the head of the cousin!
Vixen, you come down to me and see how I clean you up! "
"Miss Shuyuan, don't embarrass me."
cousin?
Vixen?
Is this talking about her?
Lin Xingqing raised her eyebrows silently, her mouth slightly raised.
Speaking of which, she hasn't been picked up for a long time, so it's inexplicable to think of it.
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