The Queen is In Pairs [entertainment Circle]

If she is a wild cat on the bed, then Lu Yinbing is a leopard. Anyone who dares to invade her territory must be prepared to be scratched. Xia Yitong bears the blood on her back and remembers that she was just there. She feels ecstasy and has to beg for mercy, even if she is tortured to death, she feels it's worth it.

An old saying once said: It is also romantic to die under the peony flower, and Xia Yitong now believes it deeply.

"There is medicine in the first drawer. Take it out and I will give you medicine."

Xia Yitong smiled more openly, Lu Yinbing was more considerate, and remembered to give her medicine. The medicine should be ointment, packed in a box or in a tube. She used a snake oil ointment which was almost the white ointment in the box before she was injured. Xia Yitong thought happily that some of them opened the drawers, and the ointment was in the place that could be seen as soon as the drawer was opened, but there was also something more eye-catching in it.

Xia Yitong had seen it and knew what was inside. Her frowning expression froze for an instant, and she looked back at Lu Yinbing, who was already facing her back, and everyone was almost shrunk into a ball. She was nervous at first sight, so she didn’t just forget it occasionally, but It was shown to her on purpose.

Xia Yitong's breathing couldn't help but pause for a moment. There was an unreal illusion, was she being proposed? Secretly pinched the base of the thigh, shaking with pain, she bent down and took out the box from the drawer, opened it, and trembling with her five fingers, handed it to Lu Yinbing.

"Ms. Lu?"

Lu Yinbing turned his head to look at her faintly, his gaze followed her cheek to shoulder to hand, and finally reached the box in his hand, his eyes widened slightly: "Ah, do you ask for marriage? Okay, I agreed."

Xia Yitong: "..."

Why is the script different from what she imagined?

Since the last time I saw the diamond ring, Xia Yitong has thought of countless ways to propose marriage, simple and rude, and suddenly sent the ring to her to "marry me"; Put a quiet firework in the backyard, take advantage of the trend and kneel down to propose marriage; be gentle and considerate, while talking, let her close her eyes and quietly put on the ring; even the ferocious "Marry or not marry me" I took it back!" She had imagined this violent way, but hadn't she thought that she would propose marriage in the end? ? ?

She was shocked for ten seconds, looking at the ring in her hand and wondering what to do.

Lu Yinbing said impatiently, "Please, if I don't beg, I will go to sleep."

beg! please! Of course!

Xia Yitong hurriedly took the ring out of the box, holding her hand and putting it on her ring finger, Lu Yinbing ducked back and raised his eyebrows and said, "Did you forget some procedure?"

Xia Yitong couldn't care about it, got out of the bed naked, knelt on one knee on the edge of the bed, looked at her firmly, and said in a low voice: "Marry me."

Lu Yinbing wanted to say that she now looks like she is kneeling and proposing marriage is weird, but it is not suitable for joking in such a serious occasion. The little wild cat is also temperamental, and will jump up and bite. , And then licked with his tongue, the taste is dying.

Lu Yinbing raised his left hand and handed it to her eyes.

Xia Yitong pointed the ring at her ring finger and slowly pushed it in until it stuck at the base of her ring finger.

Lu Yinbing looked down at Xia Yitong's pious eyebrows who was kissing her ring finger. A strange feeling came to her heart, more complicated than her heart. The ring that carried thousands of years of wishes seemed to link her most cherished drop. Blood, the temperature of Xia Yitong's lips stretched from his fingers to the heart, and the warmth of ironing was more than anything else.

The heart beats faster than ever.

She put her hand on the top of Xia Yitong's hair and touched it gently.

Xia Yitong raised her head, pinched the base of the ring on her ring finger with **** and turned it around. It was not too big or too small. Just thinking about how it could be so suitable, she then thought that this was originally a ring that Lu Yinbing had bought by herself.

Could it be that she was going to ask herself to propose from the beginning? What about another box?

Lu Yinbing didn't know the ring she had turned to in the study. Naturally, Xia Yitong couldn't take the initiative to ask her where there is another ring that belongs to her. A gust of wind blows, and Xia Yitong feels the air is leaking from his buttocks. It is a bit cold, so he gets up from the ground and climbs onto the bed.

Lu Yinbing came up to hug her, and Xia Yitong blew the wind to make her body cold, and the two of them hugged each other and shivered. After a while to warm up, Xia Yitong raised his hand to turn on the bedside lamp, took Lu Yinbing's left hand out of the quilt, and looked at the ring under the lamp, showing no sleepiness at all.

The room was quiet, Lu Yinbing blinked his eyes slowly, feeling soft and peaceful, and he felt that he had never been so quiet before.

The four legs under the quilt are entangled together, regardless of each other. Sometimes you rub me with your calf and I hook your instep with your thumb, all unconscious actions.

Lu Yinbing asked: "What kind of marriage proposal scene do you dream of?"

Before Xia Yitong's eyes were removed from the ring, he smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "I don't know, it was just now."

Lu Yinbing said, "Don't you think it's too casual?"

Xia Yitong focused her gaze on her face and smiled more and more happily: "Where is it casual? It's not casual, and it's memorable if you don't take the usual path. How can anyone propose to us like this."

Lu Yinbing pursed his mouth in disapproval, as if he had something to say, held back, and smiled, "As long as you feel good."

Xia Yitong saw that she was concealing something. Just about to ask, Lu Yinbing hooked her neck with his hand and pulled her against her body: "Do you still want it?"

Xia Yitong's expression revealed a hint of reluctance. She thought to herself that her back might not be able to withstand the nine-yin-yin-white claws that Lu Yinbing had a big hair. Lu Yinbing said, "I will definitely not scratch you this time."

Xia Yitong looked at her suspiciously, and Lu Yinbing nodded hurriedly.

Xia Yitong carefully took off the ring for her and put it on the bedside table, turning her over with Lu Yinbing's shoulders and waist, and began a new round of asking for it. When the old wounds were added to the new ones, she couldn't help but shook her head and laughed that she actually believed that Lu Yinbing could control her not to catch her.

I used to say that if I don't kick the next time, which one will be less. Next time, there are so many next time.

After finishing it, Xia Yitong glanced at the time. At 3:30 in the morning, his head was full of "So sleepy, so sleepy" and he fell into the pillow and fell into a dark sleep. Lu Yinbing was no better than her. Her eyes were almost too sleepy to open. She squinted her eyes and rolled on the bed several times, struggling to prop up her upper body, and directed her feet to put on shoes and stand upright. Woke up, took a shower in the bathroom, poured cold water on her face, and washed her face with cold water in the twelfth lunar month of winter, so refreshing that she almost screamed out.

She tiptoedly fetched a key from the bedside table, and took the phone to another room, two rooms away from her bedroom. After going in, she never came out.

At 6:30 in the morning, Lu Yinbing was awakened by the freezing cold. She looked at the surrounding arrangements and hurriedly checked the missing parts. When the first ray of sunlight rose from the horizon, she took a deep breath with her nervous heartbeat. Called Xia Yitong.

Xia Yitong had a splitting headache, got his hand out of the quilt, touched it in the range of his imagination, and found nothing, so he squinted his eyes and found the place where the noise was making.

"Hey."

"Teacher Xia."

Xia Yitong turned his eyes to look at the empty seat next to him, grabbed his hair, and tried to make his consciousness clear: "Where have you been?"

"Go to Sleeping Beauty's house."

"what?"

"You put on your clothes, go out and turn left, the third room, I'm in it."

Xia Yitong was trapped into a dog. She casually grabbed a long thin windbreaker, covered herself from head to toe, and pulled double cotton and yawned and opened the door. There is heating in the house, but the corridor and the temperature are still lower than that of the room. A thin layer of hair was erected on it, and he couldn't help embracing himself with his arms.

Turning left, the third room looked quiet, as if there was a secret hidden. Xia Yitong's hand touched the cold metal doorknob. For some reason, his heartbeat jumped heavily.

As she pushed the door, the first thing that came into her ears was a pleasant piano sound. Lu Yinbing was sitting in front of a white piano in front of the window. The sunlight behind her just shrouded her body, and even her eyelashes were bathed. A faint layer of Jinhui.

The wind chime in front of the window quivered slightly.

Lu Yinbing smiled gently, and his subordinates kept pummeling at her.

Xia Yitong followed her sight and found that there was a whole bookcase, white willow wood, very clean and tidy. The bookcases were not books, but picture frames, with stills and life photos. Most of them are singles, and the few are photos of her and Lu Yinbing. Finally, there are about ten sketches that she hasn’t seen before. The first one is very ugly. If it weren’t for the comparison chart in the upper left corner, she wouldn’t recognize herself at all, making her suspect that the painter was simply her. The black, but there is a small line in the upper right corner: byLu2018.1.10

Xia Yitong's breathing abruptly stopped, and then looked back at Lu Yinbing.

The more I look down, those sketches seem to have made great progress, and to the last one, you can see that she is like her without the need for comparison. To a certain extent, painting, like a camera, cannot hide emotions.

Xia Yitong touched the painting, closed his eyes, and could clearly feel how Lu Yinbing focused on pens and modifications, facing the sunlight, thinking **** the bed, day and night, and how many paintings he had discarded. Manuscript paper.

She touched the frame as if she had touched her love.

After playing the piano music again, Xia Yitong opened her eyes, only to realize that it was a song she was very familiar with—"Eyes".

"Sometimes love is a look/to drive away all the distress/you make me remember that I am not alone/everything is possible with you/because of mutual trust/true love does not need to be guaranteed/you never persuade me/don’t Fly against the wind / hold hands with me / move forward towards the dream."

That was the lullaby she once sang to Lu Yinbing.

The sound of the piano stopped, and Lu Yinbing hugged her from behind and opened a box in front of her eyes. The other ring that belonged to Xia Yitong lay quietly in there, facing her.

"Would you like to be with me for the rest of your life?"

She heard Lu Yinbing asking solemnly in her ear.

The author has something to say: Lao Lu: Come to think of it, my sister. This is called a two-pronged approach. How could such an important thing be so simple to end? ﹁_﹁

This is called Wang Zhan!