"Hotpot"
The two little girls said in unison that they were in a good mood.
"Then let’s eat hot pot cars."
They chose a famous Sichuan-style hot pot, and Lin Xiaoxiao called Yan Lang on the way and asked him to pay the bill.
Steaming hot pot full of places, a big table full of dishes, five people sitting around and having a lively meal. After dinner, Yan Lang took Lin Xiaoxiao’s car home, and Wang Xi was responsible for sending two little girls home.
As the wedding day approaches, Lin Xiaoxiao becomes very busy. Work can’t be lost. The wedding is just around the corner. Except for work, Lin Xiaoxiao is in charge of maintaining her own sa spa and various masks with her mother-in-law and Yu Ma. On this day, Yan Lang came home late and entered the door with a dark face.
Well, a face leaned out from behind the wall in the Xuan place
I was about to change my shoes. Yan Lang didn’t move for a long time. Lin Xiaoxiao took a few steps forward. "What’s the matter? You are a little dull today." It’s not convenient to talk with a mask. Her voice is a little vague.
When I approached Yan Lang, I found that it was not only her face, but also her hands and arms were dark.
This kind of modeling
Yan Lang exhaled a foul breath and told himself that when a woman loves beauty, she will do some strange things. He should get used to it. "It’s a little strange that you can make a mask and rarely see you do it."
"true"
Like to confirm the truth of Yan Lang’s speech, Lin Xiaoxiao took a few steps forward and lifted her head to let him see it clearly.
But Yan Lang’s expression still hasn’t changed.
Root is not scared.
Lin Xiaoxiao was disappointed and mumbled, "It’s not funny at all" and turned to go inside. Yan Lang raised his hand to hold her, but he was embarrassed to find that his arms could not be touched.
This girl, she scared him like that on purpose.
Yan Lang looked at Lin Xiaoxiao funny wearing pajamas back bowed their heads and changed shoes.
Yan Lang advanced into the room and changed clothes. By the time he came out, Lin Xiaoxiao had washed himself out, and his hair on his cheeks was still wet, but he looked relaxed.
"how"
Seeing Yan Lang, her eyes lit up and she trotted to Yan Lang’s front and lifted her head to show him "Do I feel a little white?"
"It seems to be"
Just washed, her face is still moist and white, which is quite attractive. It may be that the contrast between black and white is too heavy. Yan Lang also feels that she seems a little whiter than usual. "Let me see it again." Yan Lang pulled her to the front, and Lin Xiaoxiao also cooperated with her efforts to look up so that he could see it more clearly.
Yan Lang looked at her with a soft expression, tied her waist and bowed her head and kissed her eyebrows. "It’s so cute."
As the voice kissed, it landed on Lin Xiaoxiao’s nose, his lips and cheeks were not taken, but he was spoiled. Lin Xiaoxiao felt that his heart was tightened because he cherished it.
"Yan Lang"
"En"
He gave her a slightly rough thumb and rubbed her lip corner. Her eyes were good-looking with a smile. "But I prefer you to call me husband." It was like punishing her for calling her by the wrong name. Yan Lang kissed her lips heavily and wildly, which made Lin Xiaoxiao’s method parry and soon collapsed in Yan Lang’s arms.
Yan Lang’s favorite is Lin Xiaoxiao’s soft and bullying appearance. Although she knows that she is a cat with sharp claws and can scratch people when she is in a hurry, Yan Lang still loves it tightly.
I want to give her the best things in the world so that she will not be wronged.
Lin Xiaoxiao was so tired that she fell asleep. She also consciously arched into Yan Lang’s arms until Yan Lang put her in her arms. She frowned and slowly put a sweet smile on her lips as if she were doing something beautiful.
Lovely appearance makes Yan Lang feel happy even if a generation hugs her quietly.
"Silly girl"
Yan Lang chuckled and bowed her head and kissed the little woman who showed her attachment after sleeping. When she woke up, Lin Xiaoxiao was much more active and rarely showed such attachment.
But recently, her feelings have become more and more exposed.
This is a good phenomenon.
His eyes were softer, and his fingers gently touched Lin Xiaoxiao’s cheeks and hair to reveal her sleeping face, so he quietly looked at her and gradually fell asleep.
Since Zheng Bo said that Master Lu had recovered well, Ma would return to City A to attend Lin Xiaoxiao’s wedding, which made her heart fly.