: Smirking man

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Ling Xiaoya said blankly, "Well."

"My wife, haven't we stayed together like this for a long time?" Zhang Xingyun expressed his meaning euphemistically.

"I think about it. When you came back, didn't you still massage for me? It wasn't long, it was only two weeks." Ling Xiaoya thought about it seriously and answered him one by one.

The black line on Zhang Xingyun's face, who wants to know when was the last time!

What he wants to know is whether there can be further development now, who wants you to answer the question so seriously ...

I was pretending to be injured, and it was an unmanned medical office. This time was right and wrong, and I was harmed ...

Zhang Xingyun's eyes fell on Ling Xiaoya's body. The most common thing she saw was her uniformed look, small suit, white shirt, and not short skirt.

Although it looks good, it can also cause visual fatigue.

Probably because she was going to school, she wore a little more casually. The top was a loose sweater, exposing delicate clavicle, the bottom was tight leggings, and the canvas shoes were on her feet. Open your eyes.

Slender beautiful legs, just in front of Zhang Xingyun's eyes, how can he calm down?

"My wife, do you know what those little couples do when they are together?" Zhang Xingyun felt that it was necessary to teach his wife, such an uncharacteristic wife.

"Shopping, watching movies, and eating delicious."

"What would you do at home after these outings?" Zhang Xingyun was like a big-tailed wolf, abducting his little red hood step by step.

"Are you at home?" Ling Xiaoya paused a little, making a state of thinking.

Zhang Xingyun looked at Ling Xiaoya with a look of anticipation, and it was just this step.

"I don't know, I also work at home." Ling Xiaoya said helplessly.

Zhang Xingyun's expected face collapsed in an instant, and said sullenly, "My wife, you know work."

Seeing Zhang Xingyun's small face with a grudge, Ling Xiaoya resisted his smile and asked, "So what do you say?"

Zhang Xingyun can only confess, "Nothing ..." The way to teach his wife and his wife is a long way to go ...

Just thinking about it, Zhang Xingyun suddenly felt that his face was soft and soft, although it was like a dragonfly, but the feeling made me feel like a spring breeze.

Zhang Xingyun instantly raised his head in surprise, staring at his wife's adult.

Ling Xiaoya's face was slightly reddish. "I'm going to have a meeting soon. You are staying well. I'll go back to the company first."

When he had finished speaking, he walked out of the infirmary with a little confusion.

Zhang Xingyun touched the place that Ling Xiaoya had kissed with his hand. This is the first time his wife took the initiative to kiss herself.

In the empty medical room, there was only a smirking man stroking his face.

Not long after Ling Xiaoya left, Zhang Xingyun saw Luo Qingyu walked in, and his eyes were red.

Zhang Xingyun looked at Luo Qingyu curiously, "Doctor Qingyu, why are you crying?"

I remember that she went out to answer the phone, how come back like this? Is there something wrong?

"No, I didn't cry." Luo Qingyu squeezed a smile from the corner of his mouth stiffly, and walked to his desk, pretending to be random with his stuff, obviously absent.

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