Queen, Forced Marriage

"Ring Ling Ling..."

"Ring Ling Ling..."

The annoying phone kept ringing, and the two people who were sleeping peacefully in bed moved helplessly. Fang Yiai didn't sleep last night, and finally returned to her lover's embrace. She was sleeping soundly, but she was "disturbed". She rubbed Lin Zikui's belly with her hands and pronounced indistinctly: "Kwai Bao, answer the phone," hurry up."

Worried that Fang Yiai would wake up completely due to the ringing of the phone, she quickly got up and took out her mobile phone from her pocket.

"Hey?"

"Kwai Kui, it's mother, where are you?"

"Huh? Mom, where am I with Xiao Ai?"

"Really?" Mother Lin was pleased to hear the news, "You guys are reconciled?"

When I heard Lin Zikui calling the person on the phone "mother", Fang Yiai's confused mind instantly became sober, she immediately sat up, and quietly asked in Lin Zikui's ear: "It's mother? I want to say. ."

Turning to the other side Yi Ai nodded, and answered her mother's question: "En, be it. Mom, Xiao Ai wants to talk to you."

"Eh, good."

After receiving the phone from Lin Zikui, Fang Yiai cleared her throat: "Hey, Mom, how are you doing in Rome?"

The voice of my daughter-in-law came on the phone, which made her happier than Lin Zikui's unconscious master: "It's a good time. The tour group you choose for your mother is particularly good."

"Mom, if you are happy, I will pick you up with Zikui when you come back in a few days."

"Eh, good," Mother Lin was overjoyed when she talked to Fang Yi. She thought that Lin Zikui had done the most successful thing in her life. One was writing, and the other was getting Fang Yi back to her. Love this well-behaved and sensible daughter-in-law, "By the way, Zikui has told me about you. Don't worry, mom is naturally on your side. If she disappoints you, I will be the first one to let her go! "

Lin's mother was firm, but Fang Yiai was relieved a lot. Looking back at someone who fell asleep again, he patted her **** complainingly. Being disturbed by the beauty, Lin Zikui was not to be outdone, and the color claws were rubbed back and forth on Fang Yiai's white thighs, and then he stopped after his mind was balanced.

"Thank you mom."

"Okay, you don't have to worry about the fact that you are the daughter-in-law recognized by your mother. Okay, please call Kwai Kui and let me educate her."

As if proclaiming that the world had taken the city and won the battle, Fang Yiai triumphantly rode on Writer Lin's belly, "Take it, Mom talks to you."

Half-awake answering the phone, Lin's harsh criticism came immediately: "Lin Zikui, my ugly words are ahead, if you make Yiai angry again, I will also kick you out of the house, and give me a better attitude of admitting mistakes. Did you hear?. Also, don't tell Yi Ai about my return, she is busy enough every day, and she has to worry about your business."

This daughter-in-law, Ms. Lin, can’t understand it. If she knew that she would come back early, she would definitely stop working to see her. In addition, she would be exhausted every day by forcing her unsuspecting daughter to marry her. This time is a very time. Don't be distracted. To put it bluntly, she is afraid that this daughter-in-law will not enter the house.

"Yes, I must keep it in my mind." Lin Zikui is getting more and more confused, is she her own or is Fang Yi's her own? Rolling his eyes in his heart, he answered Madam Lin respectfully.

"Just remember, come back for dinner at noon today, and Mom will take you to a place this afternoon."

\"kindness……"

After hanging up the phone, Fang Yiai leaned down and kissed the pro-Lin writer’s lips, and asked expectantly: "Mom, what did you tell you?"

In this posture, he hugged Fang Yiai, and imprisoned the beauty in his arms fiercely: "Just let me not make you angry or something."

Fighting with her, Fang Yiai put both hands on Lin Zikui's cheeks, squeezing this face that made her love and hate: "Huh, now you know the tragic situation of your embarrassment!

. "Hey," he sighed depressed, put his hand on his forehead, and Writer Lin sighed up to the sky, "hit the calamity!"

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"Okay, baby, don't be upset, aren't you going to talk business with that manager Liu at noon?"

By noon, Fang Yiai and Lin Zikui were already neatly dressed, but one sat down on the sofa and the other sat beside them, hugging the beauty's slender waist and softly coaxing them.

"If you eat with me, I will push Mr. Liu." She was still warm with her in the morning, and she was leaving at noon. Her Majesty's little lady had a temper again.

"Didn’t I tell you something? Actually, I really don’t want you!" She was really reluctant, but her mother told her to go back for dinner, and the phone was serious. Thinking about it should be an important thing, and it shouldn’t delay Fang Yi. Love work is not.

"Something? I think which supermodel movie star should eat better, right?"

"Oh, hahahaha...my eldest lady, don't you mention that old sesame seeds and rotten grains, okay?" Lin Zikui's face was tangled and uncomfortable when she heard Fang Yiai's renewal of the old thing. That's it. What happened two years ago, how did Her Majesty the Queen be jealous until now?

"You are surrounded by little girls in the entertainment industry, I will remind you from time to time, what can I do!"

That’s right, Lin Zikui’s books are always favored by various directors. Whenever they want to make a movie or TV series or something, Lin Zikui will be invited to choose actors. For a while, the violent wind and butterfly in the entertainment circle all go to Lin in order to get ahead. The writer fluttered. It's no wonder that Fang Yi loves these things.

"Yes, yes," Lin Zikui raised his hands above his head, "The servant girl must remember your regrets from the Queen."

"Puff", the appearance of a pretended slave-looking maidservant amused Fang Yiai, and took advantage of Lin Zikui's neck to hug him, "What should I do if I find that I am getting younger and younger?"

"How great! I just like the look of a little woman you are domineering and dependent on me." Lin Zikui started to mess with Fang Yiai's earlobe close to her.

"Don't make trouble..." Fang Yiai opened up the distance between Lin Zikui and Lin Zhikui against the troubled lips of writer Lin. She looked at her beloved pitifully, and asked seriously, "Zikui will arrive the day after tomorrow. Time is up, you... won't let me down, will you?"

"..." Without saying a word, he turned his head to avoid the hope in Fang Yiai's eyes

Guessing Lin Zikui's reaction, Fang Yiai shook her head with a wry smile. Is marriage really a big problem for Lin Zikui? Is only two days enough for her?

"Forget it," I didn't want to ruin the sweetness of the two people, retracted the hand hanging on Lin Zikui's neck, lost his words, "it's too early..."

"Let me go home! Do you have the heart to let me have a home and can't go back?"

"Can you go home? It's up to you. You should stay outside these few days!" After speaking, he took the bag on the side and took out a bank card from his wallet and handed it to Lin Zikui, "Look at you. Poor, this is two days of living expenses."

It is still to blame her for not being able to live up to her temper, and once again softened to Lin Zikui. The decision she made before was shaken again when she saw Lin Zikui. She always did this, repeatedly, going around and wandering around. Because of Lin Zikui, emotionally, she is less and less like the resolute Fang Yiai before.

Living expenses, lie! Obviously it is the secondary card of Her Majesty the Queen. Doesn't Lin Zikui reveal his whereabouts as long as he swipes the card? Hey, I have to sigh that Fang Yiai loves so deeply, but at the same time he is quite strict.

Fortunately, Lin Zikui has become accustomed to Fang Yiai's control over her, and enjoys the way that Queen Fang treats her so much. Seeing that he had money, Writer Lin showed a very hopeless expression of "overjoyed" and hurriedly took it and put it in his trouser pocket, feeling even more grateful for Yi Ai. She was more proud, and Fang Yiai couldn't bear to bear her hardship, so Ka gave her all!

"Call me anytime to report your whereabouts." Shaking her head, Fang Yiai got up from the sofa and slung her bag elegantly on her wrist. When she walked to the door, she remembered something, turning around and looking at the pair of her Yiyi Reluctant Lin writer, "especially when we are with small stars and small models."

After finishing speaking, I also endured the reluctance in my heart, and stepped on high heels to "chuckle" out of the office.

Lin Zikui feels very depressed personally, why does Her Majesty the Queen always like to use her "not sensible" to nag! ! ! Who has never been romantic, who has never been frivolous, especially a writer like her, hasn't he already bowed his heart under the queen's pomegranate dress? !