Queen, Forced Marriage

Imagine what the honeymoon looks like, sun, beach, waves, blue sky, cool wind, and bikini girls everywhere.

Almost, at any rate, it should be a foreign street holding hands with your lover comfortably, and strolling in the small street with sentimentality.

But in reality, Lin Zikui’s honeymoon was the same as she had originally expected. Her Majesty the Queen is fully demonstrating the shopping ability that belongs to women, but the biggest highlight of this shopping is all baby products.

Clothes, shoes, hats, milk powder pacifier carts, and even a bookstore selling all kinds of parenting manuals, Lin Zikui can’t wait to throw the things in his hands from upstairs, throw him into a mess, and step on it again by the way. , Isn't there in China? Don’t you bother to take it? I also bought books, all in bird language, not too lazy to read it! It's been two full days, I have had enough!

"Seed sunflower! Seed sunflower!"

Completely immersed in her own imagination, Fang Yiai yelled for several times but did not respond. Her Majesty saw the appearance of writer Lin stepping on shit, and she knew that this person was spitting in her heart, and she didn’t explain her The few sets of baby clothes in his hand shook in front of Writer Lin, "Zikui, which one do you like!"

When Fang Yiai turned her attention back, she saw the goose bumps all over her body, and then listened to the queen's question! Which set do I like? If I like it again, it's not what I wear. What's the use of what I like? If you have the ability to ask yourself which suit your baby likes in the future!

"Seed sunflower~"

He elbows writer Tinglin's chest, and acts a little bit coquettishly in front of his lover to express his dissatisfaction with Lin Zikui's slow response.

"It's fine to buy these back home, what to buy here!"

"The meaning is different. This is what her mother bought for her when I got married and honeymoon. Isn't it a high commemorative value?"

"You don't know if it's a son or a daughter. Why are you buying so much?"

"These boys and girls can wear them, and the babies who have just given birth all wear open crotch pants, and they are all about the same size."

Carefully explain to Lin Zikui one by one, Fang Yiai is in a very good mood now, is it the happiest to pick something for the one she loves, isn't it? After finishing speaking, I didn't want to talk to people who didn't understand her, hum this little tune and continue to choose.

"Hey~" He sighed aggrievedly, hugged Fang Yiai's arms in her arms pitifully, tilted her head pretending to be shy and fell on the Queen's shoulder, "I seem to have seen the future and the newcomer smiles. I haven't heard of it. A bleak picture of old people crying."

He giggled, the little appearance of love immediately caused Her Majesty to temporarily put down the things in her hand, and stood beside her with a trembling smile. The mother loves and pityed her head on her shoulders, and patted: "No husband, wife. I will love you forever, and there will be no baby who forgets you, what?"

In this position, he left a few kisses on Lin Zikui's forehead, warmly comforting.

"Wife, your phone seems to rang?"

"Is there? It may be because I didn't want others to disturb us, so I changed the shock on purpose!"

It was really true when he took out the phone, but Fang Yiai was caught off guard by the name displayed on the screen.

The three words "Brother Yunshu" appeared at the top of the screen, making Lin Zikui feel more and more obstructive as she looked at it, let go of Fang Yiai in her arms, and walked to the other side alone.

Knowing that Lin Zikui was unhappy, Her Majesty the Queen did not stop her child's temper. Seeing the departed figure, she shook her head and connected the phone: "Hello? Brother Yunshu."

"Little Ai, it's me."

On the other side of the phone, Liao Yunshu’s call was delayed, and he hadn’t been in contact for two years. He said that it’s impossible not to be nervous. When the voice of a person who thinks about day and night sounded on the phone, the hand holding the phone couldn’t help but feel light. trembling.

"Well, I know, is there anything wrong with Brother Yunshu?"

"...Oh, no, it's okay. I just want to ask if you are back. If we have time, we will have a meal together."

"...I haven't returned to China yet, so how about it? I will invite you to dinner when I come back with Zikui in a few days."

Although I didn't want to hear Lin Zikui's name, I was helpless, but still concealed my emotions: "Haha, okay, remember to call me when you come."

"kindness……"

One side seemed to be chatting like brother and sister, while on the other side Lin Zikui was receiving an unknown call.

Looking down at the unfamiliar number displayed on the screen, Lin Zikui seemed a little hesitant, and while thinking about it, he pressed the answer button.

The first tentative opening: "Hello? Who?"

After waiting for a while, there was no response, and then took the phone attached to the cheek again. It was strange that he didn't hang up?

"Hello!"

"...Seed sunflower, it's me!"

This voice! Only four short words made Lin Zikui's limbs feel like a thousand gold. After many years, her heart was still so gentle and moisturized, and her soft voice was the same as before. It just made her panic.

"... Rulan?!" Unbelievable, she thought she had only memories with the woman she loved so much that she would never have a chance to see each other again, she couldn't think of...

"I'm back! Wait for me!"

With firmness and self-confidence in the words, he hung up the phone without saying more, and without waiting for Lin Zikui's response.

The busy tone on the phone kept reminding Lin Zikui of the fact that the call was over, but it couldn't bring her back to her consciousness.

In a large domestic airport, a tall, young woman, wearing black sunglasses covering her face, a white one-piece wrap skirt, a sturdy figure, eye-catching temperament, a smooth black straight hair, a natural part Hanging down, all the attracting passengers stopped in a hurry at the airport.

Under the **** of a group of people, they boarded a black business car when they left the airport, and went to the depths of the city. More and more posters of a model appeared on the billboards of major buildings, and the large display screens repeatedly played it. Videos of major brands endorsed.

The woman sat in the car still smiling confidently at the corner of her mouth. That’s right, Qin Rulan, currently ranked No. 1 top model in Asia, a popular darling of international shows and international brands, set foot on the hot soil of his hometown after 5 years, and achieved fame, but without the company of her beloved. He took out his purse from the bag again, and turned out an old photo inside. It was the young and astringent face of her and Lin Zikui's high school. They were so sweet that their faces were close to each other.

With the photo attached to the finger, he rubbed Lin Zikui's face, fell on his leaning back, and kept whispering in his mouth: "I'm finally back, I'm back with Zikui!"

Fang Yiai hung up the phone, worried that Lin Zikui was having a bump in her heart, and eagerly looked in the direction where the writer Lin had left. Fortunately, she quickly found the figure of her lover at the door of the shop, rushed on it, and put her arms around his neck.

"Zaikui! Why stay at the door?"

Shocked by Fang Yi's sudden attack, she hurriedly put her mobile phone back into her pocket and smiled: "Come out to get some air, you finished the call?!"

Lin Zikui's tepid expression made it difficult for Fang Yiai to analyze it. She held her lover's face in her palm and asked carefully: "Are you angry? Are you jealous?"

"Haha, no, how can it be so stingy," grabbing Yi Ai's hand next to her cheek and putting it in her pocket, and then said: "Have you chosen something? What else to buy?"

Fang Yiai was happy with Lin Zikui’s thoughtful words and behavior, but she always felt something was wrong. She stared at Lin Zikui’s unfathomable eyes and asked again: "Why are you weird? You are not angry. ?"

"I'm a married person. I am naturally more mature than before, you don't understand!"

"Hahahaha, yes, I don't understand, and you're going to be a mom soon, you have to mature faster so as not to spoil your baby."

Lin Zikui can't say what kind of psychology, because the phone call made her feel uneasy all day, and the other party Yi Ai was very guilty, so her attitude changed 180 degrees, and she started to carefully choose baby products with Her Majesty. Some suggestions or something. But the more this happens, the more suspicious it is. It’s certainly inconvincing that Lin Zikui has made such a big change in just a single phone call, but Fang Yiai can’t find the clue when he thinks about it. I couldn't tell what was wrong, shook his head, and could only say that I was too suspicious and didn't think too much.

Back at the hotel, it was night. The two had dinner, Lin Zikui sat on the sofa and watched TV, and Fang Yiai went to take a bath.

When he was free, Lin Zikui began to keep replaying the call he received today. Qin Rulan’s voice was like a curse, and the phrase "I'm back" was like an echo lingering in his mind. Keep repeating, keep zooming in, until the forest seed sunflower is in danger.

When Fang Yiai came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a white bath towel, her entire shoulders and arms were in the air, her skin was white as snow, so attractive, she turned her head and wiped her washed hair: "Seed sunflower, I will wash it. All right."

Without hearing the answer, he shouted: "Seed sunflower, I have washed it."

Still no one answered, helpless, raised his head and put his hair behind his head, and when he walked to the living room, he just saw Lin Zikui looking at the TV with his eyes empty. The whole person was lonely and far away, and Fang Yi loved to feel distressed. Such Lin Zikui It's been a long time since I showed up. I hurriedly threw the veil in my hand on the sofa, threw Lin Zikui's arms, and sat on his lover's lap, and asked a little anxiously: "What's wrong? You shouldn't?"

The weight of the legs pulled Lin Zikui's empty thoughts back to reality instantly, feeling the temperature around her neck, lovingly hugged Fang Yiai's waist, and blamed: "I don't want to wear so little, so I'm not afraid of catching a cold?"

"I asked you what's wrong, it's not right all day!"

"I've been shopping with you for a day, and I'm tired." Lin Zikui was so ashamed of such a lie that she turned her head to avoid Fang Yiai's caring eyes, and did not dare to look at him, "Don't worry."

Such an answer made Fang Yiai a little disappointed. Lin Zikui's lips were reprinted angrily, and some kisses were vented. The queen's temper was really no way, Lin Zikui had to actively cooperate and coaxed passionately. At the end of the kiss, Fang Yiai opened the distance between the two, panting heavily, squeezing her lover’s chin, and said majesticly: “Lin Zikui, you must be hiding something from me! I’m sharing the same bed with you. For many years, who else knows you better than me,"

"How can you say it so seriously?"

"Don't doubt your wife's insight into you!"

Feeling that Lin Zikui wanted to avoid the sight of her, she stubbornly moved back to someone's head and decided to educate her.

She is a smart woman. Even if two people love each other to death, they need at least a little space of their own. Lin Zikui doesn't want to say that she will not press on every step of the way.

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