Good Luck:Dear,Come

Lin Xiaoqing only feels that her scalp is pulled tight and her head can't turn any more. Mother song says that this is "the invincible make-up of a newlyweds' hearts." It is said that this make-up is quite effective for people who want to have a second child.

When song Beichuan came in, Lin Xiaoqing was an external antenna full of flowers, just like a transmitting tower.

"Husband..." Lin Xiaoqing stiff upper body, slowly turned over, face is Mother Song carefully painted makeup powder, flour face, bloody mouth, eyebrows a little trumpet.

"Husband, do you like it?" As soon as she spoke, the powder on her face fell, like June frost or July dandruff.

"Wife, you..." Song Beichuan's briefcase naturally fell to the ground. His tiger body was shaking. He finally held the door frame to calm down and thought about the words in his head: "wife, the color is quite bright, there is a kind of spring breath, and it feels sweet."

Compared with Lin Xiaoqing's messy colors, song Beichuan is much cooler today. She was wearing light colored casual clothes. Her hair was longer and she looked handsome. She was thinner than before. She knew that it was the side effect of chemotherapy, which could not be avoided. But it seemed that his condition was much better than that of her last life. At that time, she was not as thin as a human.

"Husband, it's sunny today. Let's go." Lin Xiaoqing suggests that it's too early for Xixi to beat Beichuan to do something shameful before she comes back from kindergarten. So she wants to go shopping with Beichuan, just like a little couple.

Song Beichuan looked at her from top to bottom and from bottom to top several times and asked faintly, "do you want to change your clothes?"

Lin Xiaoqing immediately looked at him very sad. Sure enough, Beichuan finally couldn't help but said mean words to her beautiful appearance.

"Husband, you are too much! You hurt me. Is it hard to praise me? " She stamped her feet and groaned.

Song Beichuan returned to her silent eyes. After a long time, he added: "wife, you dress like this It's beautiful

"Husband, can you stop lying and twitching on your face?"

Today, the sun is really good, black clouds can not block the light, the streets are broken gold, in such a warm winter travel, the mood will be very relaxed.

"Husband, buy a string of sugar gourd!" Tianlei's rolling eight o'clock plot props, if you don't adjust them, I'm sorry to say that I came back from crossing, isn't it? And once you use this prop, it will surely lead to a series of regional plots Oh, it's too far away. I thought I was playing a stand-alone game. Sorry!

Song Beichuan slowly turned around and looked at Lin Xiaoqing with an idiot's eyes: "wife, do you think you are still a three-year-old? Sissy doesn't like it any more. "

You don't have to be so direct, do you? Lin Xiaoqing even had his heart in a flash.

"I'll buy it myself!" In her anger, she rolled off a bunch of sugar gourd and bit it in her mouth, making it innocent and lovely. The tip of her tongue was facing the sugar ball.

Continuous saliva, rolling down along the bright icing. She busily followed the saliva flowing down to the top of her tongue again. With her sharp and clever tip of tongue, she gently touched the same strip of sugar gourd, which made song Beichuan swallow a mouthful of saliva If you think it's because he's greedy, you're wrong. Go to the corridor and stop!

Song Beichuan just tilted his head a little, so he couldn't bear to look down on it. He turned his head and said wickedly, "wife, I'll, I'll think awkwardly..." The most amazing thing was that his face was as red as the pig liver he had just taken down.

Lin Xiaoqing held the sugar gourd and looked at his sweating face. He immediately sent out a cold sweat on his face and retorted innocently: "husband, you idiot, are you crazy? What's wrong? Come on, tell my sister

Song Mingchuan's mouth is so tight that she can't look at the street Ah, he seems to go home quickly and study with her a hundred ways to make a child!

Seeing that he was so cramped, Lin Xiaoqing couldn't help being curious and asked, "husband, what did you think of? "Share?" She used her elbow to frustrate song Beichuan's arm, and her face was full of gossip. "My husband, is that a bad picture in your mind?"

Shua, song Beichuan this time directly red to the neck, eyes coldly swept, with a trace of anger into confusion, a grab Lin Xiaoqing in the hands of the sugar gourd thrown out.

"Husband, what are you doing?" Lin Xiaoqing is really angry. He jumps in front of him and glares at him. He hasn't seen him for a long time. Is this his attitude towards his beloved wife?

Song Beichuan's eyes were as dark as night, a bit deeper than before, with a faint evil. He looked at Lin Xiaoqing silently with thin lips, and then flicked her forehead: "I'll go home and clean you up later, eh Why don't we go to Baiyun building now? "

Baiyun Building is the most famous hotel in Guangfu. Lin Xiaoqing has heard of it many times. The food here can be called five-star. The products are first-class in appearance and taste. Of course, the price is also first-class.

She swallowed saliva, finally put the sugar gourd thing aside, coquetry way: "husband, let no bird accompany you with natural and unrestrained."Song Beichuan raised his lips slightly and tried to say something with a smile, but she jumped Lin Xiaoqing's heart. She couldn't help kissing him on tiptoe with the momentum of being too quick to hide her ears and steal the bell: "husband, you look good when you smile."

Song Beichuan was suddenly attacked by her, and he was stunned by the kiss, but she ran away after kissing. She had to say: "later, I will order some of their signature dishes, so you can taste them with your heart. Maybe it will inspire you in the finals."

It turns out that it's not just a two person world. Lin Xiaoqing suddenly has no confidence. He slowly and carefully reaches out and stealthily catches song Beichuan's finger.

There are thin cocoons on his fingers, slender and clean. Lin Xiaoqing gently pulls his fingers and makes a face at him.

"Husband, I'm wrong. Don't be so strict, or you will be hungry later in the evening." For the first time, she learned to be coquettish, and her voice was slightly stiff. Fortunately, he was also the first time to be coquettish with her. Although she felt magical, it was also quite useful.

You know, it was only half a year ago. He wanted never to see her. He didn't want to go home after work. He ran to drink with Han Tong. She was so The delicious appearance and the feeling of being separated made him wonder if he was dreaming.

"What would you like to eat?" As soon as she sat down, song Beichuan gently asked, but she still didn't want to let go of her hand. Lin Xiaoqing was very surprised. She thought he would sweat more at least. Was it because she didn't have enough strength to scratch his palm secretly and didn't disturb his heart?

"I'll have cold tofu, fried shredded potatoes with green pepper..." Lin Xiaoqing took out his hand, red eyes and pain, one by one broke his fingers, every dish, either cold or stir fried.

Song Beichuan frowned and looked at her suspiciously. Suddenly, he suddenly realized, "are you afraid that you can't make this dish when you go back?"

Lin Xiaoqing nodded timidly and said with a dry smile, "my husband is smart. I'm afraid I can't do something too complicated, but I'm confident that I can make an earth shaking new dish."

She continued to talk. He held her hand and trembled slightly. These things should not have been done by her. He always thought that as a man, this burden must be borne by himself It's just that I really can't imagine that Lin Xiaoqing, who used to only play, has endured so many hardships for himself now. Thinking about his hot eyes, he tried his best to hold back and took a deep breath.

"Wife, you can eat it. You like meat best," he said, stroking her face, which was fatter than before. He couldn't say "you're thinner.".

Seeing him drooping his eyes, Lin Xiaoqing stretched out his black feet under the table and stepped on Beichuan's feet gently, "husband, do you dislike me for being fat? But it's only three Jin... " She hid her face and wanted to bite the handkerchief to cry, but she couldn't find the handkerchief, so she had to pull it over his collar and splash tears on his clothes.

"How could it be?" Song Beichuan patted her on the shoulder and added: "fool, do I want to spend my life with a cook or a wife who loves me, eh?"

She finally raised her head, but her face was full of distress: "my husband, you know, the people in the training camp are necrotic, some bastards specially drag my pigtails."

Song Beichuan also felt depressed from her tone. Now she listened to her complaints carefully. In fact, most of the time, women just want to have a place to pour out their bitterness. Maybe it won't help the depressed things, but it can relieve the pressure. However, most of the time, the male compatriots don't understand it and feel bored

In the past, he was more or less the same, but now he has learned that he doesn't need to do anything at this time, as long as he is a listener and agrees with his wife at the right time.

A moment later, as if he had made a decision, he suddenly gently pulled her, reached out and covered Lin Xiaoqing's hand on the table. He gently comforted her and said, "if I'm really reluctant, I have my own way."

With a warm and safe mind, she drew a circle on it with her fingertips. After a while, she said, "husband, have you been working out lately? It's much stronger than when I went to the training camp... "

"And it tastes good!" He deliberately smile, kiss her on the head, and then asked: "wife, what kind of life do you like?"

"Well?" Lin Xiaoqing looked up in amazement and was stunned for a moment. He said, "I like to live an unrestrained life. I can sleep until I wake up naturally every day and see all the beautiful rivers..." She said, suddenly stopped, dry smile: "husband, are unreliable, I guess I can only think about it."