Queen, Forced Marriage

"Lin Zikui, do you remember that you wooed me here 4 years ago?"

"Remember, of course, I put this ring on your **** 4 years ago," took Fang Yiai's hands on the palm, "Remember that we were here that night, in your car* until morning , I still remember what you * looked like that night."

Be gentle with her and put her nose on her face, but recalling that night that I actually allowed her to be so mischievous, I let my face blush in the dark, and closed my eyes but it was the replay of the memory of that night, the madness in the car .

It was also such a cool night, but because of Lin Zikui's sudden confession, he became restless, and only one glance made the sky thunder and fire, and staged a hot and sweaty 18-ban scene in Fang Yiai's car. A wonderful kiss, hot hands, a body that is on the verge of contact, a desire that cannot be eliminated, just remember to entangle to the east and white...

"Am I telling you this? Seriously"

Lady Queen looked up and saw the happy expression of Writer Lin's satisfaction, knowing that she must be reminiscing about the shame. Tell her her dissatisfaction with a cold face.

"Cough cough, remember." Acting like a good baby who knows the wrong, Fang Yiai pushes away Lin Zikui and walks back. She is angry, but she is like a okay person. There was a hippy smile on her.

Fang Yiai has a chance to take advantage of it coldly, and the beauty must be coaxed when she gets angry.

Catch up and go: "Xiao Ai, stop making trouble, is it worth standing up with me over this kind of thing?"

"This kind of thing, do you think marrying me is'this kind of thing'? Lin Zikui disappointed me too much."

It was a comforting word, but the effect was unexpected, and it inadvertently violated Fang Yi's minefield.

Angrily and anxiously, he shouted at Lin Zikui.

"Then what do you want?"

"I want you to propose to me at the place where you wooed me back then, and put this ring on my **** on my ring finger." He opened his right hand and raised it to a position flush with his face, looking straight at Lin. Seed sunflower.

"Why do you have to get married? I don't understand, is marriage important to you?" Fang Yiai was still "stubborn" in Lin Zikui's eyes and was not patient like just now.

"Because you Lin Zikui never believed in love in your heart, nor did you unreservedly believe in me, and I gave you everything, my person, my heart, everything, I have never concealed it from you, And you... and your heart is cold at all, no matter how hard I try, I can't influence your heart. Neither... can't compare to the person in your... heart."

If Lin Zikui could retort a few words just now, but now it turned from shock to trembling all over. Lin Zikui was speechless and without self-confidence. I have to admit that Fang Yiai really knows her, like a roundworm in her belly, she can see her clearly.

"Why? I'm speechless. Do you really think I'm a fool, Fang Yi'ai? In the first year of your relationship with me, you were still disconnected from her. The finances you have found these days are very similar to her! Ordinary looks, ordinary body, ordinary can no longer be ordinary, I don't understand, my Fang Yiai is not as good as her in terms of appearance, talent, family history and knowledge?"

It’s great to say what I’ve held in my heart for almost 5 years. There’s no better way to vent than to spit it out. Looking at Lin Zikui with chill, even in the dark, your tears are more obvious than the bright moon. Deserted.

"……Little Love……"

With mixed feelings but unable to comfort the lover, the tears left behind make life painful.

"Don't call me that," raised his hand and wiped away the tears of disappointment. "Don't ask for anything else, as long as you give me a marriage and promise you, if you feel wronged, you don't have to look for me again. The last sentence is still the same. Then, the ticket is with you, and the legs are on your body, you can figure it out."

Seeing Fang Yiai opened the car door and was about to leave, Lin Zikui immediately reflexed, feeling bored, and wanted to explain to Fang Yiai.

"Xiao Ai, get out of the car first, let's make it clear what's the matter."

"I don't want to talk now, let go and don't hold me..."

Fang Yiai had already gotten into the driving seat, and seeing her about to start the car, Lin Zikui was anxious for a while. The striding meteor rushed up to open the car door, holding Fang Yiai's legs with one hand, and Fang Yiai's waist with the other hand, trying to force Her Majesty out of the princess in the form of a hug.

"Ah! Lin Zikui what are you doing? Let go."

Fang Yiai was angry and surprised at Lin Zikui's reckless behavior at first. After recognizing that she was in a small space, she consciously gave up struggling and took the handbag from the co-pilot and faced Lin Zikui's head. Say hello to the past.

"Peng...Peng..."

"Ah! Ah! Why did Xiao Ai still do it? Don't... Ah, S... hurts."

Turning the head didn't help, holding Queen Fang in his hands and didn't dare to let go, only to make intimate contact with her face and purse abruptly. Suffered a few hits.

"Don't put me down yet?" Although I was angry, I felt distressed after hitting so many times. Even if it was harsh, my heart slowed down a lot.

"Then we must talk carefully, otherwise we won't let go!"

"Okay, let's talk!"

I like Lin Zikui's childlike words, which touch the deepest softness in my heart most.

After getting Fang Yiai's answer, Writer Lin put it gently on the beach with peace of mind.

There was guilt and sadness in his eyes.

I am guilty of hurting this arrogant woman who made her love so much. What is sad is that I am sorry for her. Fang Yiai has never said these things. She thinks it is very good to conceal these things, but unexpectedly Fang Yiai has already been. I know it well, and endure it silently, Lin Zikui's unspeakable taste lingers in my heart, and I hope Yi Ai will compensate.

Looking at Fang Yiai’s eyes, she said in a low voice: "The... person from Xiaoai is in the past for me. I don’t know how you learned about it, but I promise that my heart is truly separated from her. After that, you will be the only one, and you will be the present and future tense of Lin Zikui."

It's not the boyish and rascal just now, but the person I see with me at this moment is mature and steady. It's Lin Zikui, the eye-catching writer, and the writer whose pen name is Drunk Wo Hua Ting.

The sound of the "tracing back" waves made tonight so quiet, messing up Fang Yi's long hair on his shoulders: "It's over? I can go now!" With an impatient tone and turning around impatiently, he raised his hand indiscriminately. He smoothed the hair on the top of his head.

Is this reaction unbelieving or not calming down? Writer Lin feels that his brain is not enough.

Speaking of that woman Fang Yiai was angry in her heart. She wanted to give Lin Zikui a chance to confess her confession. She could see that Lin Zikui’s idea of ​​not getting married was shaken, thinking that she would follow the topic to lead more. Lin As soon as Zikui's mind proposed to him, he stepped down this step.

Unexpectedly, Lin Zikui’s focus is not on the marriage she said. In her first love, Fang Yiai has endured the woman for nearly 5 years and it is not bad. At this moment, she will settle accounts with Lin Zikui, in this love rival. She is the biggest winner in the fight. She also knows that although there is a person in Lin Zikui's heart, it is natural that you don't have to ask who is lighter and who is more important. Lin Zikui's heart belongs to whom, and who love belongs to her, let alone ask. She Fang Yiai has that self-confidence, and Duan will not be here. I talked about this late, only to mention that this person just wanted to "destroy" Lin Zikui's will.

Perhaps it was the cool breeze on the beach that made people sober, and Lin Zikui did not play the cards as Fang Yiai expected, disrupting all plans. It's really annoying.

He watched and walked to the side of the car, but Lin Zikui's dead skinny fellow followed up again.

"Xiao Ai, what I said is true, you have to believe me!"

Without raising her eyes, Fang Yiai said casually: "I believe it."

"Then you are leaving? Didn't you promise me to have a good talk?"

"Didn't you say a few words?"

"What's wrong with you?"

To say that Fang Yiai is used to being domineering at ordinary times, she has the willful temper of a little spoiled lady in her anger.

"Peng..." Familiar voice, familiar pain.

"Why hit it again! Ah! Ah!"

"Peng...Peng...Peng..."

After all, it's hard to get a big bag with both hands. Fang Yiai vented all over Lin Zikui's body. Crooked? She Fang Yiai couldn't overstate Lin Lin Zikui ten times tonight, and she even dared to say that she was wrong, not talking back.

His waist, back, and legs failed to escape the cruelty of the magic bag.

"Have you played enough?! Xiao Ai, I know... Peng, ah... yes, I did something I am sorry for you, but you should give me a chance to comfort you too!"

"unnecessary!"

"what!"

No matter how to dodge, Lin Zikui is speechless and feels very guilty. He will definitely not fight back. If she wants to let Fang Yiai vent out, she has to let Queen Fang "beat."

"Are you running?! What are you doing here?"

Fang Yiai was tired from the fight, with one hand on her waist and the other with her bag hanging on her side, breathless.

Feeling an opportunity had come, Lin Zikui stepped forward and grabbed the "weapons" in Fang Yiai's hand, and ran to the back of the car with his legs open.

"Lin Zikui, are you rebelling?! Come here and return the bag to me."

Angry, very angry, Lin Zikui is getting more and more disobedient.

"Unless you agree to have a good talk with me, it's the kind of long talk."

With a bargaining chip in his hand, he negotiated terms with Fang Yiai. In Fang Yiai's eyes, it is self-defeating.

"Did you talk about terms with me?" He took off the high heels of his right foot and threw it at someone.

"You can talk to my high heels!" The high heels following the left foot also flew over.

Fortunately, Lin Zikui is not a simple stuff with a well-developed mind and limbs, and he evades one by one quickly.

"Peng."

With a vigorous sound, Fang Yiai got in the car and closed the door. Turn the car key.

The sound of the engine made Lin Zikui panic.

"Xiao Ai didn't wear your shoes yet?"

Dog-climbingly picked up Fang Yiai's thrown shoes, when she got up...

"boom……"

The fast-turning wheels bring up flying sand in the sky.

"Cough cough cough... Xiao Ai..."

He squeezed the high heels in his hands and waved it for a while. When the sand and fog dissipated, Fang Yiai's body was already looming.

"Xiao Ai, drive slowly... didn't you tell you not to wear such a tall and drive with you..."

The echo was loud, and with the sound of the waves, Lin Zikui's instructions were blown away by the sea breeze, misty and ethereal. There are a lot of ambushes in the battlefield of forced marriages. What kind of trick is this tonight? The old things are brought up again and the old things are brought back together! ! !