Queen, Forced Marriage

The morning sun in Britain is much softer than in China, and it fits seamlessly with the warm pictures of a pair of bi-persons in the hotel.

Fang Yiai opened her bright eyes early, a different day, a different identity from the past, a happy smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and then looked at the writer Lin beside her, she was even more happy, and slowly leaned forward and lay down. On its chest.

I felt something inexplicable sweeping back and forth on my face, itchy and itchy, opened my eyes uncomfortably, and what I saw was Fang Yiai’s mischievous smile, which was using her slightly. The long hair made trouble on Lin Zikui's face.

Helplessly grabbed his lush white jade hand, and murmured with a strong nasal dissatisfaction: "Isn't it so that I can wake up naturally?"

Lin Zikui said that she was bitter, but at the same time she did not forget to wipe some oil on the beauty's waist.

Her Majesty the Queen, who was teasing her arms, clucked happily, "I play with mine, you sleep with you, don't bother me at all?!"

"Yes, yes, then I take off your clothes and you play with you, are you okay?" After speaking, he acted immediately and started playing hooligans against Fang Yiai.

"Ah, no!"

Discovering that the situation was not right, Her Majesty responded quickly and prepared to immediately distance himself from Writer Lin, but unexpectedly it was still a step too late. Lin Zikui has completed a perfect counterattack and pressed Fang Yiai tightly under her body: "Little girl, don't have to do unnecessary needle sticks, just obediently obey the uncle and me! Uhhhhhhhhh!"

Writer Lin, who has selected many actors, is not a professional background in acting, but he also knows a little about the squint brothel. Du has his mouth long, wanting to kiss Fangze.

Lin Zikui is in a very good state of play. This is the first time for two people to play this interesting game. Her Majesty the Queen also pretended to struggle very cooperatively. Putting his hands on Lin Zikui's shoulders, she shouted shyly: "Uncle Lin, why are you so anxious?! The little girl only sells art but not herself!"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"Why, is it so funny?" Her Majesty's rare investment, but in exchange for such treatment, is somewhat unhappy.

"No, it's weird to see you so cute and playful and shy for the first time, hahaha."

"Then stop playing!"

This person really didn't know what was good or bad, and it was rare to cooperate with her in a good mood, and wanted to make her happy, but didn't appreciate it. Fang Yiai's temperament came up for a while, pretending to be black, and trying to push Lin Zikui off her body.

Nor was it fussing with Fang Yiai. Li Lim turned over and lay on the bed with a thrust, wanting to enjoy this beautiful morning with Fang Yiai hand in hand. The picture of beautiful people holding hands together is really beautiful.

However, desperate situations will appear from time to time...

"Zaikui, what do you think our baby will be called from now on?"

Before starting actual action, Her Majesty the Queen has begun to look forward to the future life, changing her posture, lying on Lin Zikui's side, tilting her head, waiting for Writer Lin's reply.

Although Lin Zikui ignored this question in her heart, she couldn't ruin Fang Yi's interest. She tried her best to pull out a tearful smile: "This is too early, let's talk about it when the child is born."

"What does it mean to wait for a child to be born? It's too late to think about the name then! You are a writer, it's too easy for you, think of one quickly."

I was very concerned about Lin Zikui's perfunctory behavior on the issue of childbirth, as if the child was not her own, Fang Yiai took out the queen's air and gave an order.

"Lin Dehua! How is it?" he said while sitting up, spreading his arms, as if he wanted to embrace the world, his voice was humming and frustrating, very contagious: "Since I was a child, there has been a kind of domineering king!"

Fang Yiai's mouth twitched. This person has no consciousness of becoming a parent at all, Lin Dehua? ! Is the second one called Lin Fucheng?

Perceiving the unhappy expression of Her Majesty the Queen, Lin Zikui immediately awkwardly cleaned up the chilling look: "Of course, it can be changed to Fang Dehua."

"I'm telling you about the child's name. I'm not telling you about the child's surname. Lin Zikui, can you be more serious about it? At least you have to be correct!"

Holding someone's ears, Fang Yiai yelled out the resentment in her stomach very angry. You said Dong she said washing, evasively avoiding the topic.

"Well, don't be angry with Xiao Ai, I will be active and active."

"Such a good morning was completely ruined by you, and the atmosphere is still active." Withdrawing her hand on Lin Zikui's ears, Fang Yiai generously decided to give her a chance to reform. "Don't say the name yet. Now, tell me whether you want a boy or a girl."

"Well, let's go with the flow. Boys and girls can't be forced. And both are the crystallization of our love, I will take care of them."

This kind of remark has appeared many times in romantic dramas. Generally, under such circumstances, the heroine will be moved by the actor's affectionate and caring words to tears in her eyes, and come to a loving hug or something, and then With some emotional background music, this is not a love series after all.

"Really? I remember someone said more than once before that if you have a child, you would want a daughter or something." Fang Yiai squinted and looked suspiciously at someone who said it didn't matter.

"Uh... well, I admit that I want a daughter in comparison, but if I were a son, I would love it as much."

"It's okay, I just ask, see how nervous you are. Actually..."

"Ring Ling Ling..."

When the phone rang, Lin Zikui's heart cheered, and she didn't know who was so visionary. At this critical moment, he rescued her from the fire and water, and went to get the phone. The topic about the child was finally over. .

"Hey, mom." While answering, she didn't forget to give Fang Yiai a mouth shape, "It's your mother."

"Hmm... I'm listening... yes yes, Xiao Ai is next to me, what's the matter with you!"

"Oh, it's okay. Mom just called and asked. She was worried that Xiao Ai was still asleep, so she called you, knowing that pregnant women should take a good rest."

"Yes, don't worry, mom, I will take good care of her."

Seeing that Lin Zikui's expression on the phone was a little unnatural, Fang Yiai hurriedly stepped forward and signaled to turn on the PA. When Lin Zikui followed the instructions to amplify, Her Majesty the Queen happened to hear the words that made her blush.

"Zaikui, this pregnant woman is unstable in the first three months of pregnancy. Mom knows that you young people are full of energy, but this is a very period. Do you have to be temperate, know? Mom thinks you’d better not, you know? ?"

Um... the mother-in-law called her from thousands of miles away. It turned out to be asking her to stop and look back awkwardly, only to see that the queen's face was redder than her. Sure enough, Fang Yiai's family is not vegetarian.

"Ha ha ha... Mom, this, this, I, I understand, I understand, you can rest assured, we will pay attention."

"Also, is Xiao Ai's pregnancy reaction big?"

"During pregnancy...reaction...what reaction?" She was completely unable to answer the conversation. Early in the morning, her mother-in-law caught her off guard. The phone is now like a hot potato, and she decided to hand it over to Her Majesty to solve it.

At this point, the two began to practice Tai Chi in the room, pushing each other's mobile phones. Fang Yiai squeezed her throat and said in her voice: "Don't give it to me, you answer quickly?"

"Oh, we know that you are young and let us worry about it. I am asking Xiaoai whether these symptoms of nausea and nausea are serious?"

"No... it doesn't seem to be serious!"

What is "seems not to be" is serious. Lin Zikui's mistake can make Fang Yiai on the side anxious and **** the phone: "Mom, I'm serious."

"Xiao Ai? You wake up. Mom is afraid to disturb you, but it's okay. Mom was vomiting very obviously when she was pregnant. If it gets serious, she will go to the hospital. Don't worry me and your dad."

"Yes, I know my mother, Zikui takes good care of me, don't worry."

"Also, do you really want to eat something sweet or spicy? Mom tells you, sour children and hot women, ancient people have experience. Come back after two days of playing, your father has discussed it with me, After a while, you will raise your baby at home with peace of mind. He will go to the company to support it, and he has also agreed with Zikui’s mother that he will take turns to take care of you when the child is born. We will take the child with him. You can hug your grandson, but you are abroad these few days, and the three of us are very worried. You told Zikui not to go to a crowded place to play. After a while, you didn't pay attention and fell you, and... Especially...attention..."

Lin Zikui and Fang Yiai had no chance to interrupt. Seeing this situation, Lin Zikui patted Fang Yiai’s shoulder, clenched a fist on the chest and made a cheering movement, and then planned to go to sleep. Come back to sleep. Just fell, but was shaken by the queen: "What's the matter?"

Putting the phone to Lin Zikui's ear, he still whispered: "Listen to everything, all the points are important, don't get up quickly."

"Just listen to it!"

"hurry up!"

The queen looked serious, Lin Zikui knew that she was serious, and she didn't want to make Fang Yiai unhappy. She sat up with an embarrassed face, answered the phone, continued to be tortured by her mother-in-law, and shook her head silently. She wants a baby, how can she stand it!

Yawning, tears never staying, mother-in-law's hypnotic skills are no worse than school teachers. The newlyweds are now both lying on the bed, Lin Zikui leaning against the head of the bed, Fang Yiai nestled in her arms, looking at the clock hung on the wall, it was terrible! The mother-in-law talked for two hours, from pregnancy to delivery, and then to confinement. The rich are really different from ordinary people. They are not stingy about long distances across the country, and they have the posture to continue talking.

Fang Yiai wanted to listen well, but who knows that her mother is getting more and more enthusiastic when she talks, she doesn't have the consciousness to stop, but it doesn't take much effort for the elderly, so she has to hold the phone weakly, answering a few words from time to time. This means that I am still listening.

Rubbing Lin Zikui's belly and pasting it on writer Lin's neck, he said coquettishly: "I'm hungry, how about you?"

In fact, Lin Zikui was so hungry a long time ago, thinking that the queen was fascinated by it, so he didn't feel embarrassed to bother, and nodded gently: "I'm hungry! I'm going to call for food delivery."

"Well, I want spicy."

"What's sour to eat early in the morning?!" What kind of strange thing, I am afraid that my stomach can't stand it when I wake up. I took the water cup on the bedside table and gave Fang Yiai a few sips, "Don't be naughty!"

"Sour son and hot girl? I didn't hear my mom talking." After finishing speaking, she blinked at Lin Zikui as if it were a matter of course.

The funny writer Lin, who was standing on the bedside with his shoes on, giggled, stepped forward slowly, put his arms on both sides of Fang Yiai, and kissed her forehead: "I find that your humorous cells are getting more and more abundant! "

"It's not as good as you!"

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"Xiao Ai, Xiao Ai! Did you hear what my mother said? Xiao Ai!"

Helpless to stop the beautiful flirting and cursing, he picked up the phone on the bed in a panic, and hurriedly replied: "I'm listening, I'm listening, mom."

There is a full eight hours difference between Britain and China. According to this calculation, Fang's mother called them early in the morning, saying that the sky in China was almost bright.