Chapter 418

"I didn't hear you clearly. Do it again!"

Lin Xiaoxian's throat moved as if he were in the hospital that day. He also wanted to hear her shout again.

"No ~"

But mu Changqing, just like that day, refused to shout after a shout.

He not only stopped shouting, but also stood up from his arms and wanted to go away.

It was intentional at first. Lin Xiaoxian let her take a step or two to enjoy her particularly beautiful back today.

The light silver matte wrap skirt has some designed folds. It doesn't look as tight as yoga clothes, but more inclined to the style of evening dress.

This was the first time Lin Xiaoxian saw her style. What surprised him more was that under the long legs wrapped in black silk stockings under his skirt, he stepped on a pair of high heels of the same light silver.

The heel is not high or low, and the toe cap is not sharp or round. Everything is just right, including the V-shaped hollow out behind the skirt.

Her long hair is in a delicate bun. Under the swan like neck, the smooth and smooth back skin shows flawless beauty. It exudes a full elegant charm in the light of the sky, like a violinist who plays solo in the golden hall and the most dazzling female star who comes late at the dinner party.

"Ah!"

Mu Changqing took two steps and was held up by Lin Xiaoxian. The sudden flight made her a little afraid, and the sudden warmth also made her a little shy and happy.

"Why... If I don't shout, you are cruel to me..."

Lin Xiaoxian narrowed his eyes:

"I ask you, what's the purpose of dressing up like a fairy at home? Come from the facts. "

Mu Changqing brought jewelry for the first time today. There is a very thin women's silver necklace around her neck and a silver ring on her ring finger.

Necklaces and rings are like a set. They are specially designed to match high-heeled shoes. There are no superfluous things. They are very simple.

But there are necklaces and rings, but no earrings.

"Xiao Xian, aren't you busy? Let me down first. " Mu Changqing's eyes can speak. The water is full and shining. Blinking has different meanings from blinking.

"Nonsense." Lin Xiaoxian explored the moon with one hand and pinched it on the warped big circle. "You're obviously asking me if I'm not busy for the time being."

"I asked, but you didn't answer."

"It depends."

"What's the situation?"

"Lin Xiaoxian is very busy, but... Her husband may not be busy for the time being."

Lin Xiaoxian is attached to her body. The posture of holding the princess makes it easy for him to kiss her warm and fragrant lips:

"So, Changqing, which one do you choose?"

Mu Changqing could feel the heat on Lin Xiaoxian's palm and arm increasing a little. His eyes looked at her and became more and more focused as she expected.

Why is mu Changqing not.

The heart never beat so violently, and the blur in his eyes was involuntarily soft, like the breath of a blue musk deer.

It was a signal that both body and mind wanted to open to him, a strong expectation with a trace of fear and curiosity.

The little lover who has been in pain for so long can finally love himself today. This gratifying and shy satisfaction has softened Mu Changqing's body and powdered her cheeks:

"Well... I'd better choose my husband..."

What should come is always coming. Mu Changqing doesn't hang him anymore. There's no need to suppress the deep shame on his face. He looks up and looks after him.

Anyway, everything I have today is for him.

If you are shy only once in your life, you can make him like it and make him more excited, that's the best.

"Husband..."

She looked into Lin Xiaoxian's eyes and said it carefully and clearly, so the peach dizzy son who had caught the root of her ear deepened again:

"If you're not busy, you can accompany me today... You promised me at the hospital that day and said to accompany me when you go home, didn't you..."

"Well, yes."

In fact, of course, it was Mu Changqing who promised Lin Xiaoxian. At this moment, she deliberately wanted to say the opposite. Lin Xiaoxian also quietly responded, gave the big girl the thin noodles she wanted, and then bent down, panting for a faint breath, trying to put her gently on the bed.

"Ah, No." Mu Changqing suddenly stopped him.

"Why not? Oh... "

Lin Xiaoxian understood as soon as he exported.

He is not the kind of restless guy who thinks with his lower body every day in adolescence. The woman he likes should not be easily explained in any small hotel.

In the seventh middle school, Su Yuan's wife took the initiative to make a request, which Lin Xiaoxian also took the initiative to refuse.

In addition to considering Han Xuanxuan's instructions to her daughter, choosing a more appropriate occasion is also one of the reasons.

Small hotels, dormitories, home sheets and quilt covers have not been replaced with new casual beds.

In Lin Xiaoxian's opinion, these are not suitable places.

"Hello..."

"Huh?"

"What's the matter..."

Mu Changqing pursed her lips and flashed her warped eyelashes. I don't know why her husband was suddenly in a daze.

Is it because I'm so beautiful today that I can't extricate myself from it?

"Well, I was thinking... Changqing, actually..."

Now, Lin Xiaoxian has decided not to buy the pass. Let's say it:

"In fact, I'm going to change a new house for our family. It's a place with a better environment than our old community for the time being, and it's an existing house. It's probably the kind that can be moved in during the summer vacation... Although it's a little worse than the villa, there will also be a sunshine room for you to practice yoga, the kind with full floor windows..."

"Xiaoxian..."

Mu Changqing inexplicably wants to cry. Her tears are always like this. Every time she sees this person depicting his future, she will feel sour and sweet satisfaction and happiness.

"Xiaoxian, actually not..."

His strength is so great. Mu Changqing is still holding him. He can twist his body and poke his fingertips on his lips:

"... take me to the bedroom over there, and you'll know..."

As soon as Lin Xiaoxian heard this, he immediately understood half of it. He swaggered into Mu Changqing and Xiaoshu's bedroom and couldn't help smiling.

"This time, you are better than I thought."

"Hey, hey, I'm an adult ~"

Mu Changqing is very proud. The bedroom is spotless and has a light smoked smell smoked in advance. The sheets and bedding are a new jade color. After being neatly paved, a layer of delicate rose petals are sprinkled on it.

It may be because of the inexperience and wrong estimation of the quantity. Instead of the being full, rose petals are too few and fragmented.

"How many roses did you buy?"

"Two ~"

Mu Changqing answered proudly, and then realized that there was too little to be proud of, so he buried his head in Lin Xiaoxian's shoulder and muttered:

"Because it was the two of us, we bought two..."

"Then why not 22? More in pairs. "

"Twenty two... How expensive..."

At this point, Mu Changqing thought of a new thing to be proud of:

"But these two were bought with my own probation salary! Xiao Xian, Chang Qing is really young ~ "

"What sword? I have the sword. Your scabbard is not old and tender..."

"Oh, well..."

Lin Xiaoxian speaks slang that Mu Changqing doesn't understand, but mu Changqing only knows that he should be praising his youth.

In addition to the roses on the bed, there are two love candles on the dresser.

Exquisite life is not money, but attitude.

Only the impetuous mentality of sanliuwanghong will rudely decorate his barren life with all kinds of luxury goods, and shamelessly call it "exquisite" with the hypocritical petty bourgeoisie argument.

Mu Changqing, who really knows the delicacy, carefully cleaned up and built the most familiar bedroom into an exclusive nest for two people full of emotion and warmth, which is really no worse than the new room of a new house.

"Xiaoxian, this is the place where we have lived for a long time and witnessed your growth. I like it here."

When Mu Changqing spoke softly, the blurred water color in his eyes did not fade. The hand pressed on his chest slowly upward, stroked his chin, stroked his face, and stroked:

"Xiaoxian, I love here."

Love here, also love you.

The lovely girl didn't forget to play homophony at this time, but the low whisper really contained the most sincere feelings in her heart.

So Lin Xiaoxian put her on the soft bed.

Just like a pair of ink painting, the ink drops on the rice paper instantly turn to open. It's very magical. Mu Changqing lying in bed suddenly has a different charm.

The curled bun spread slightly.

The shoulder strap on one side of the skirt naturally slipped in half.

The tight and slender pair, only the lower leg below the knee, separated timidly, continued all the way to the ankle, and finally hid in two exquisite high-heeled shoes.

Those fragmentary petals also seem to have become green leaves around this incomparably beautiful woman, which can only serve as a foil.

Lin Xiaoxian sat by the bed, looking at the most important woman in her life, her affectionate eyes, her blushing cheeks and her bright red lips as if she were a treasure. Her love was more and more intense, just like her rapidly fluctuating chest.

"Changqing, I..."

"Husband..."

Mu Changqing leaned up slightly, put an arm around his neck and pulled in his direction. Lin Xiaoxian leaned down and smelled the amazing fragrance of intoxication on her.

"Husband, do you smell... Flowers... Want to bloom..."

Dyed through the beautiful face of the sunset glow, he led his hand to the skirt shoulder belt on the other side. Without saying anything, Lin Xiaoxian hugged his beloved girl and kissed her deeply

"No, wait, Changqing, I haven't bought..."

"That's it, no need..."

………

The bright sky has been covered by a light gauze curtain, leaving an ambiguous warm light in the window, shining on scattered clothes, flowing on patches of white snow and warm jade like water

Before long, there was a dull sound of eating pain in the empty door, the candle flickered, a piece of rose petals fell gently, and then the spring wind went through the hall, covering the sound of warblers and birds

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A long time later.

"Oh, this... You don't throw this away..."

"How can you throw it!"

The room was filled with faint and beautiful scenery. Two people leaned on the cushion. Mu Changqing didn't know where he had strength. He sprawled on Lin Xiaoxian's shoulder and twisted his red face. He was embarrassed to see a pure white thin towel folded carefully on his hand.

"Now that you are ready, you should keep it well."

"I'm afraid of soiling the new quilt..."

"Tut, there's no dirty place on you... Falling red is not ruthless. You must put it away. Do you understand?"

Mu Changqing didn't understand. He didn't go to see it anyway. Lin Xiaoxian folded it solemnly and took a picture.

This is different from the little towel that his girlfriends play with water in No. 7 middle school. He temporarily puts it on the bedside table and wants to find a palm sized sandalwood box another day, which can be preserved well in order to appear solemn.

"Hiss..."

"Still hurt?"

The man who picked a girl's head flower was always very gentle. Lin Xiaoxian quickly took her shoulder, and his eyes were full of love and affection. He saw Mu Changqing chuckling and poking him in the cheek with his fingers:

"What if it hurts? It won't hurt if you ask..."

Lin Xiaoxian scratching his head:

"Sorry, I..."

"Bah! Don't be sorry! "

Mu Changqing spat at him and hugged him:

"If you're sorry for me, it means you don't love me, but you want me if you don't love me. That's why you're sorry, Xiaoxian. Don't you love Changqing..."

The girl who had been plucked was also extraordinarily beautiful. The first line was full of coquettish lightness and weakness. Lin Xiaoxian's ears were about to change:

"Love, love is dying..."

"Bah!"

"Bah?"

"Yes, because you have just come back from hell. You are not allowed to say the word 'death' within half a year! If you don't listen and have to talk, I'll kill you. "

"Fear."

Lin Xiaoxian thought of a movie called "killing his wife on the first night":

"Mu Changqing, you won't let me say 'die', but you say you want to kill me?"

"Only you can't say, others, such as me, can."

Mu Changqing showed that "the Qing Dynasty has its own national conditions" and announced the rules of selling now:

"Then, the one surnamed Xia can't."

"Harm..." Lin Xiaoxian rubbed a wry smile, "why do we mention her now..."

Mu Changqing nodded and felt a little cold. He pulled the old sliding quilt and covered the close bred rabbit sisters for fear that they might get cold.

Lin Xiaoshu doesn't finish school until evening. Maybe he will continue to use it. What if it's not warm at that time?

"Yes, not to mention her, bad luck..."

……

In the distance, a female college student sneezed, rubbed it, looked suspiciously at the sky, finally shrugged, continued to put on her headphones, played the male voice of "good night, Miss Xia, love you", giggled and happily wrote the internship report.

……

Lin Xiaoxian didn't expect Mu Changqing to come for a second time, but he couldn't promise her:

"Silly or not, this is the first time. Your bones are made of iron?"

Mu Changqing blinked, pouted and muttered:

"But in fact, after the first pain, I feel so comfortable behind me... The pain is not severe at the moment, mostly a reflection, so as long as I feel comfortable again, won't it hurt?"

"Yes! Then the next day you can't walk! " Lin Xiaoxian knocked on her and couldn't bear it.