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Looking around, Fanxing saw her husband holding a black umbrella, frowning in the drizzle and looking at her and Jiang Ke displeasantly.

"Not yet?" Wen Yiyan tilts his umbrella to the direction of Vatican star and glances at Jiang Ke coldly.

He bent his back to the star.

Before he spoke, he held him around his waist and wanted to turn around and leave.

Fanxing quickly waved goodbye to Jiang Ke, "goodbye, elder martial brother."

Jiang Ke stood there with an umbrella and watched her taken away.

The fingers on the handle of the umbrella turned white, but there was no expression on his face. There was only a vain gray in my eyes.

Wen Yiyan put away the annoyance hidden in his eyes, and hugged the Vatican star tightly with possessiveness, and walked toward the parking place with a cold face.

Occasionally, a little rain came to Brahma's face. It was cold and comfortable.

She reached out to feel the rain, "husband, how come you have been coming to pick me up recently. I'm so tired from work that I should go back to have a rest early."

In the past, Wen Yiyan occasionally took time to pick her up, because his off-duty time was usually delayed. Basically, she left work first. But recently, he seems to be on time.

Wen Yiyan light squint at her one eye, "today's rain, you will forget the people, certainly did not take an umbrella."

Brahma stargazed at his perfectly carved side face, a little red.

This man looks so beautiful that no matter how many times she looks at it, her heart will still beat very fast.

It seems that she has been left behind all the time, as it used to be.

I suddenly remembered that I was in junior high school, and he was in high school.

When she went to school, she always forgot to bring her umbrella. Every time it rained, she would run to the high school department to rub his umbrella.

Every time, he would be very disgusted and said: "fanxiaoxing, you are really white long a head."

At this time, she would always touch her forehead and reply, "no, my head is very strong."

As a child, mischievous she liked to see him most. She was so angry that she had to send her home safely.

Wen Yiyan always dislikes her very much. When he opens an umbrella, he will tilt most of his umbrella to her side. It has rained heavily several times. When they came home together, she only had a little wet on her sleeve, but most of his body was wet.

Thinking of this, Vatican star couldn't help but smile, how simple and beautiful the previous days were.

she put aside the things he heard in the hospital today, and put aside his arm. He said, "husband, you are so careful. You can send umbrellas to your umbrella, and you always make complaints about me."

Wen Yiyan mouth slightly hook, eyes with a smile, "no reason, just casually say a big truth."

"Oh, it's hard work, old man."

"You're welcome. You should."

“……”

They quarreled all the way until they got on the bus. For the sake of safety, Fanxing didn't tease him so often. He only occasionally said a few words or made fun of him, or had a little yellow humor.

Wen Yiyan also cooperates with her. While focusing on the safety of the road, he will not let her enjoy himself.

Back to the community, isothermal a word to stop the car, two people get off again, holding hands to walk back.

When he got to the elevator hall, Wen said that he wanted to press the up button subconsciously. His hand was robbed by Vatican on the way.

He looked at the Vatican in disbelief.

Brahman clasped his arms in his hands and pulled him step by step to the side of the stairwell.

"Husband..." Fanxing deliberately put down the voice, making Jiaodi's coquettish appearance.

“？” Wen Yiyan's hair stood upright.

"Why don't we take the elevator today?"

"You want to take the stairs?"

"Well, they want you to carry them up."

“……”

Fanxing gently shook the man's arm, learning the voice of Dongshan girl voice, shamelessly, cute and cute.

Wen Yiyan glanced at his wife like a fool, turned around and left.

The woman pulled him to go, "Hey, ah, don't go, don't you just 20 hugs, all of a sudden they went up."

The man looked at her with a smile and put his big hand on her forehead to detect the heat.

Brahman took his hand and muttered, "I'm not sick."

"That's good."

“……”

Fanxing is more and more frustrated and braver. He is tirelessly coquettish and cute. He puts his chin on Wen Yiyan's chest, blinks his eyes and says pitifully, "this is a romantic thing that many couples will do, and we will do it again."

"It's a great opportunity to show your man's charm. It's a good opportunity. It's not time to come again. You should take advantage of it."

"I've lost a kilo of weight recently. You can carry it."

"Back, back, back..."Under Vatican's constant hardness and softness, Wen Yiyan gently breathed out, bent down and squatted in front of her.

Forget it. Just let her do it for a while.

"Yes Fanxing yelled, his right hand clenched his fist to his chest, and made a cheering action.

After the celebration, Fanxing quickly jumped on the man's generous and strong back.

With one hand on her husband's shoulder and one finger at the stairs, Vatican star exclaimed excitedly, "go!"

Wen Yiyan, carrying her back, steadily strides on her legs and goes up step by step.

Fanxing lay on his back, a sense of security arises spontaneously, smelling the familiar breath on his body. Her heart is as sweet and sweet as the flower candy that bees gather in spring.

"Husband, am I heavy?"

Wen Yiyan's voice is weak, for pregnant people, she is lighter, "you can be more heavy."

"Really?"

"Well."

"You said I was fat."

Wen Yiyan's black pupil is getting deeper and deeper. He keeps silent and goes up step by step.

"Does it feel better to grow some meat?" The Vatican star thief leaned in the man's ear and whispered.

Her breath sprayed on Wen Yiyan's ears, causing a shiver in her body.

Wen a speech hoarse voice, forbearance said: "calm down a bit."

Feeling his reaction, Brahma chuckled.

When he got to the eighth floor, Wen Yiyan's gasping became more and more urgent. When he finally got to the ninth floor, he stopped on the flat ground and gasped heavily.

Gently threw the woman behind her, Wen took a deep breath and stepped on another flight of stairs again.

Fanxing was lying on his back singing, "the most romantic thing I can think of is that you carry me up the stairs..."

Wen Yiyan: "what's more..."

Step more and more slowly, sweat on the forehead line by line, white shirt has been wet with sweat, become transparent.

When climbing to the 15th, Wen Yiyan had no strength at all.

Fanxing's eyes were red on his back, his heart was warm, and his whole chest was filled with an emotion called moving.

"Let me down."

Wen Yiyan also knows his physical strength to the limit, bending down, squatting to let her down.

As soon as his toes touched the ground, Vatican quickly put his arm around his neck, aimed at his beautiful thin lips, and kissed him.

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