An Exclusive love

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Afterwards, Ying Qingcang resumed her sexual well-being and her summer vacation was almost over. The day before ..com left, he took Xin Qing to a lavender field dozens of kilometers outside the town.

"It's so beautiful!" Xin Qing admired, looking at a large piece of pink-blue and pink-purple lavender.

Win Qing Cang nodded: "Go, don't you want to roll inside?" Xin Qing said once in a while, if it can roll in the fragrant soft lavender sea!

"Is this planted by someone else? How can I step on it casually." Xin Qing gave him a white look.

Ying Qingcang picked her up and rushed into the flower field in Xin Qing's scream: "Now, it's yours!"

"Have you bought it?" Xin Qing stared at Ying Qingcang's neck with two eyes shining brightly.

Win Qing Cang threw her into the lavender very well: "Yes, so you can just roll around and play whatever you want."

"Hehehehe!" Xin Qing happily rolled twice in the sea of ​​flowers, took a handful of petals and tossed it into the sky, "Thank you for winning Qing Cang! Thank you!" She looked at Ying Qingcang with undisguised love Appreciation and gratitude.

With open arms, Ying Qing could not help but Xin Qing jumped up into his arms, and the two fell back together due to inertia and rolled into the thick lavender.

"It's a pity to put such a large piece here." Xin Qing took a stick of a flower stick and stabbed at Win Qing Cang twice. Ying Qingcang bit her hand and took a sip, saying, "Go back to a cosmetics company and buy it. How about making cosmetics?"

Xin Qing heard and rolled over his chest, "Is the boss me?"

"Well ... you can think about it." Ying Qingcang's hand protruded into her clothes dishonestly, and Xin Qing stared at him with a punch. "What is it? In the daytime, there are people on the other side of the road!"

Ying Qingcang squeezed the soft meat on her waist: "I just touched it, where did you think of it?"

"Then you say the boss is not me!" Xin Qing stuffed a lavender into Yingqing Cang's mouth, and Ying Qingcang turned over and pressed her underneath, and said vaguely: "You're good, you "After kissing, I kissed. With the scent of lavender in my mouth, Xin Qing whined to push him away, but was unable to let him feed the flowers into his mouth.

When the setting sun dyed this large field of flowers in the setting sun, the two talents came up from the sea of ​​flowers, Xin Qing blushed and pulled the clothes, and by the way kept rolling towards Winking. Ying Qingcang hugged her with satisfaction and said: "Good performance, be your boss!"

The next day they returned to the winner's ancestral home, and they saw Monica standing at the door and waving at her.

"Rong Siman is back, and her son!" Monica told Xin Qing, holding her, "Be careful, I think she seems even stranger."

Xin Qing packed her luggage and gave Monica the gift she brought back: "Oh, I knew she would never give up. The kind of person she can't get is not typical of others."

"Well, fortunately, Uncle Ying didn't seem to like her, or the winner won't let her take over." Monica opened the gift and found it was a lavender package. She smelled and thanked Xin Qing. Xin Qing nodded: "So it's even stranger, why don't you marry her if you don't like it. And ... marry a child of a friend who passed away." Xin Qing shrugged. "Not strange."

"It's useless to guess. Anyway, you are going back to China soon, and I'm going to school. She doesn't have anything to do with us." Monica looked at Xin Qing. "How do I think you went out to play for a while? Is it pretty? "

"Are you there?" Xin Qing touched her face and said with a smile, "Have a good mood!"

Monica pouted and pushed her down the stairs.

If you don't want to see anyone, you can't hide the dinner, not to mention that because she and Ying Qingcang are leaving tomorrow, Ying Hao specially arranged for everyone to have a meal together. When Xin Qing saw Rong Siman, she was talking to a teenager with a smile on her face.

"Mu Hai, this is your brother's friend, call her aunt soon." Rong Siman saw Xin Qing blink a few times and hurried to pull the boy beside her, "Xin Qing, this is my son!"

"Oh!" Monica laughed first, squinting at Xin Qing.

Ying Qing's cold eyes swept away and he was about to open his mouth. Xin Qing quickly sat next to him and pressed his hand, then looked at Mu Hai with a smile and said, "I am Ying Qing's lover, but you don't Call me aunt, I'm much younger than your mother, just call my sister! "

This woman really had to toss. She and Ying Qingcang became friends in her mouth. Obviously her son was called Brother Ying Qingcang, and she became an aunt by herself. Xin Qingjue is ridiculous. She nearly strangled her the last time she won. She didn't even know she was afraid, but she dared to challenge her.

"You don't deserve to marry my elder brother. He married you only for the sake of Zu Xun." Ying Muhai looked down at Xin Qing with a contemptuous attitude, with a bad attitude.

Win Qing Cang raised his hand and threw the fish soup on the table. Rong Siman quickly pulled Win Mu Hai, huh! The claws of the blue and white porcelain flower shattered to the ground, and the fish soup splashed the mother and son of Rong Siman. Ying Muhai was afraid of Ying Qingcang since he was a child. He cried immediately when he saw him.

"Wow ... Mom." He rushed into Rong Siman's arms. Rong Siman hurriedly checked whether he had been scalded, and then looked at Ying Qingcang with a red eye. Gritted his teeth and turned to win Hao.

"A Hao, look, Mu Hai's children are not sensible and they are already crying."

Monica sneered: "Yeah, the child is ignorant, who taught it?" She squinted at Rong Siman, she couldn't see the coffin and couldn't cry.

"Monica, this is our winner's business. You better not intervene as an outsider." Rong Siman would not give her face.

Monica said funnyly, "Your winner? When did you change your last name?"

"I married A Hao and gave birth to a son for the winner, of course, the winner." Rong Siman said proudly.

Monica patted the table. "Say well, your son ..."

"Monica!" Ying Hao suddenly yelled, and Monica snored.

Ying Hao's eyes were so deep that he could not see the mood and anger. He sighed and said to Monica, "Okay, sit down and eat." Then he glanced at Rong Siman, "A Cang is leaving tomorrow, if you still Noisy, he took Mu Hai away from the dinner table. "

"It's okay, you go on, we're ready to eat." Win Qing Cang gave Xin Qing a meal while eating by himself. Xin Qing smiled and choked on a piece of venison, and said sadly, "The fish soup smelled good Fragrant."

"Go back and let Aunt Tian do it for you!" Ying Qingcang said, glanced at Rong Siman, very well, still not afraid of death ...

In the early morning of the next day, Ying Qingcang would take Xin Qing out and watch him ask people to carry luggage to the car. Xin Qing asked: "Don't you just leave in the afternoon?"

"Take you to a place, and then we go directly to the airport." Ying Qingcang pulled the door and Xin Qing looked back at the second floor. "I haven't said hello to Uncle Ying yet!" Ying Qing Cang pushed her into the car, "No, I'll fight for you."

Xin Qing reluctantly poked his head out the window, just to see Ying Hao stood at the window and waved at her, Xin Qing quickly raised his hand and waved it a few times, and Win Qing Cang asked someone to start the car and leave. The car traversed the city again, this time into the mountains, and the Panshan Highway circled several hills before Xin Qing saw a white building.

This is a very gorgeous castle villa, full of modernity, with gold and white sculptures everywhere. Once you enter the large iron gate, it is a large neatly-built flowerbed lawn. Several foreigners in tuxedos stood at the door and saw their car stopped and hurried forward to drive the door.

"Master, Earl has been waiting for you for a long time." The leading old man said respectfully to Ying Qingcang.

Ying Qingcang nodded, and pulled Xin Qing as she walked and asked her, "How is English?"

"They all understand." Xin Qing looked up at him, but she was going to study in France. She not only learned English, but also studied French!

Seeing her proud look, Ying Qingcang couldn't help pinching her chin: "Don't be afraid to meet the old man, don't talk if you don't want to ignore him, let's go at a glance."

"Who on earth is it?" Xin Qing asked curiously.

Win Qing answered blankly: "My grandfather."

...

Xin Qing met Ying Qingcang's grandfather in a well-decorated study. Previously, Monica had revealed occasionally that the grandfather was the earl of the decency and was directly related to the British royal family. In other words, Ying Qingcang's dead mother is an out-of-the-box princess. It is said that if Win Qingcang is willing, he can also be crowned as the next Earl's heir, but unfortunately he would not want to ignore this grandfather.

"This is the girl?" An old British man with a white beard and an overwhelming expression stared at Xin Qing and frowned.

Xin Qing saw no response from Ying Qingcang, sighed politely and greeted the old man in English: "Hello, my name is Xin Qing."

"It's okay to grow, but I don't know what the IQ is, will the children born later be as smart as A Cang." The old man looked at Fan Xinqing and said this.

Xin Qing shook the corners of her mouth, how would she answer ...

"Satoshi is not my smart son, it has nothing to do with you." Win Qingcang finally spoke, but it might as well not say. His grandfather's beard was so angry that the stick in his hand rattled the floor pestle.

"It doesn't matter to me? Your son is my great-grandson. It doesn't matter if you don't want to come back. You can't stop me from recognizing the great-grandson." The old man coughed twice, and his body shook twice, Xin Qing quickly hurried over Help him.

"Grandma ... Grandpa, don't be excited, be careful of your body." It can't be considered to be annoying when you can't meet each other.

The old man glanced at Xin Qing, sat down as if satisfied, and then said, "Call again."

what? What's his name, Xin Qing didn't respond.

Seeing her eyes, the old man began to get angry again: "Is it so hard for you to call me?"