The Lady’s Sickly Husband

A kiss can't satisfy the emotion that Xin Yiming spurted at the moment.

His hand holding Jian Qingyou had already been loosened, and the hot palm slowly slid down her shoulder, from her weak shoulder to the slender waist...

Everything is quiet, and everything seems to have been frozen by this moment of enthusiasm.

There were only two people breathing around, and the sound of heartbeat.

"This guest officer, I am sorry, the people upstairs have been wrapped up." Seeing someone who wants to let the upstairs squat, Yunxiao is busy with accounts, and thousands of snow block people from the stairs.

Fortunately, the diners were not the masters who were obsessed with the situation. After listening to the strangers, they turned back and went downstairs.

The familiar voice came, Jian Qingyou woke up from the dream, and pushed Xin Yiming away. It’s that she is too big, what is it here, is the food restaurant of Qianxue, what is she thinking?

Xin Yiming was pushed open, the expression on the face was stiff, and he woke up from the intoxication. Seeing the clothes of Jane Qingyou was a little messy, hurriedly turning around, full of depression and annoyance.

I can't wait to give myself a mouth. What happened to him? How to meet is like a disciple.

Jane Ting looked at his slightly stiff back, flashing a glimpse of his face, biting his lip and blushing his face, bowing his head and tidying up some messy clothes.

She is smart, and this club has naturally fully understood the intention of the meeting. She can't bear the good intentions of a thousand snow, and she must say something clearly in person.

Clearing the scorpion, licking the hair, I feel that my heart is a little calmer. Jane Qingyou said: "You... still want to marry me."

Just now, Xin Yiming has already said that she likes her very much, so she only wants to understand this problem now.

Xin Yiming listened to Jane Qingyou and asked, suddenly turned back, "Of course I think."

After the words, I paused for a while, and decided to look at Jianqingyou, and said quietly, "I heard that your family has already told you a relative, that is... Changyou Wanjia."

"What else have you heard?" Jane Tingyou's face is a bit bad, isn't she suggesting that it is not obvious enough?

"I heard that after you have passed the fifteenth, you have to make a ceremonial ceremony." Xin Yiming’s words are full of sentimentality.

After passing the text, I changed the Geng sticker, and the family member was officially settled. There is no special situation, and I can no longer regret it.

"Are you going to give up like this?"

"No..." Xin Yiming refused if he didn't think about it. The voice suddenly and hurriedly, and there was no such thing as his usual elegant posture.

If he doesn't have it today, he may give up. After all, he has inquired that the tens of thousands of sons are really good. After all, he has tried a lot of times.

Yes, some things are either not owned. Once you have it, you will not give up if you give up your life.

"Qingyou, you believe me, I will not give up on you." Xin Yiming remembered, one thing Gao Lang only found a few days ago, he was still hesitating to talk to Jane.

Of course, that step is not a last resort. After all, their Xin family is still above the Jane’s land. Speaking well, this Tianxiang county guard is his father, but one who does not know the true master of Tianxiang is their Jane family.

Now, there will be no more hesitation, it will tear the dough, this time also have to fight for it.

The glimpse of Xin Yiming’s face was amazed by Jian Qingyou.

She condensed for a moment, "I have asked my grandmother, said ... said ... this life is not you do not marry."

Xin Yiming was shocked by the words of Jian Qingyou. He couldn’t think of Qingyou’s feelings for her. At this moment, he felt that the two-year persistence was worthwhile.

She deserves his life to wait.

If you ask again, it is a nervous and worried voice. "How does the old lady say?"

"Lao Taijun said that he would drag the tens of thousands of family members." The key is to see what you plan to do.

The sentence that Jane Qingyou did not say behind, has long been in the heart of Xin Yiming, "I will come to the door to ask for a kiss tomorrow."

Since the old Taijun has already loosened, he should also come up with some sincerity. The plan to tear the face can no longer be, now it should be a good time to draw relationships.

It seems that he should go to the young master this evening to talk about his heart.

"Qingyou is waiting for good news at home." Since the old lady is slouching, everything will be fine.

Xin Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, and the elegant and lazy he returned to him.

I’ve taken it through Silent Youth, “You know, I’m looking forward to seeing it for two years now. You believe me, we will definitely be together again. You enter the door."

Xin Yiming’s voice is in his ear, lazy, like a moving flute, and the warmth of breath passes through the ears of Jian Qingyou.

Jian Qingyou saw him like this, somehow in the heart of Da'an, this somewhat stiff body was loose, leaning on his body, the eyes were sweet and warm, and the charm spread in the voice, "I am waiting for you!"

"Yeah." Xin Yiming gently put a few strands of hair behind her head and gently apologized. "Today is my abrupt."

"Actually... I like it." The voice is very small and if not.

If there was a sound that was utterly in the eyes of Xin Yiming, a smile would climb into his eyes.

He tightened his hand, and Jian Qing was ashamed and smiled. He leaned in his arms and closed his eyes. It seems that this is the warmest blue in the world.

Xin Yiming's chin leaned against Jane's head and gently closed his eyes.

The two are so dependent on each other, irrelevant*.

*

Today's eighth day is the opening day of the dock restaurant, and it is also the day when the wind spring is officially open.

Yu Bo came to report the situation early in the morning, and the front foot went, but the back foot Ningjia came to the uninvited guest.

Jane’s five-year-old Jane Ching-hwa had already inquired about it. When the restaurant opened today, it was not the same as the young lady who wanted to go out. She lied to the old lady to burn incense and pray.

In the New Year, it is common for the temple to pray for blessings. If Jane is not suspicious of it, it will be accurate.

The two went out of Jane’s house and snorted, and they split the dart.

Jian Qingzhen sat in the carriage of Jane's carriage to Baiyunju. Jian Qinghua hired another carriage and went out to Tianxiangcheng and headed directly to Wangjiacun.

Seeing a visitor, Nizi came in and told me.

Ning Shaoqing heard that she was a Miss Jane, and thought it was Jian Qingyou.

I didn’t like it in my heart, but when I thought about what I had said, I let Nizi lead her to the hall to accompany her, and told her that she might be late to return, let her ask if Miss Jane had anything to say. I have to leave it to the snow, and then I turned to the study.

Jian Qinghua took the **** and the bamboo, and went behind the house. While walking, listening to Nizi said that a thousand snow is not at home, the gentleman is at home, not convenient to entertain... The heart is dark and happy, the smile on the face is not stop.

When she first sat down in the hall, she made a look at the bamboo behind her. When the bamboo received a hint, she said that the carriage had been sitting for a long time, so that Nizi could take her down.

When Nizi didn't know it, she saw the look of Tsui Zhu's face, and she smiled and led the bamboo.

When Jian Qinghua saw no one, he went straight into the study.

The last time she went to Ningjia, she saved her heart, and the farmhouse was not complicated. At a glance, she naturally made the structure of the house clear.

"Is it you?" Ning Shaoqing saw Jane Qinghua, and she was not followed by her, and her brow was screaming, "Nie."

Jian Qinghua understood that he was trying to avoid this. He was anxious and had not said a few more words with him. He couldn’t help but scream. "Mr. is slow, the little woman is actually looking for a gentleman today, and there are things to discuss."

Ning Shaoqing was about to get up. She heard that she had to say that she had to sit back again and asked some intolerance. "Miss Jane doesn't have to be a guest, please say something."

Jian Qinghua nervously twisted the pistol in his hand, his face was a little red, and he whispered, "Mr. Gao Cai, the little girl admires. Today, I want to take the liberty to ask Mr. to have a plan to marry his wife."

"Positive wife?" Ning Shaoqing listened to her, like a cloud, a brow wrinkled, with thousands of snow, who he wants, "Is Miss Jane not knowing that Ning has a wife? Speaking, Ning's wife, Moh , or a frequent visitor to the government."

Ning Shaoqing is a human being, and there is still a reason for not knowing what her words mean. He saw her eyes full of hope, his face reddened, and when he touched his own eyes, he immediately looked down and shy, and his heart was long overjoyed. He just thought that the other party was a girl who had not left the cabinet, and he left a thin face.

He thought it was so clear that Jane Qinghua would be disappointed and would not be entangled. Unfortunately, he really underestimated the woman's imagination.

Just now he looked down at the book, slightly upturned lips, such as Zhilan like Yushu. Falling in the eyes of Jian Qinghua, a heart is more addicted.

So, she persevered, "Mr. is a kind person, he is not willing to grieve the unclear rushing lady, but..."

Vaguely aware that this woman is not in the words of secretly scorning the low-snow snow, Ning Shaoqing cold channel, "What?"

There is an eagerness in Jane Qinghua. "But, the origin of the Chongxi Niangzi is unknown. How can it be a wife? How can the gentleman be accompanied by a lady?"

"Go out!" If he didn't look at the other party's unsold lady, he had already let A3 throw her out.

Jian Qinghua is incredible, thinking that his meaning has not been clearly stated, and said, "Ning Niangzi's life..."

Ning Shaoqing didn't want to hear her say half a word, she didn't stay in her face, and put the book on the table, got up and walked back, "rolling..."

Jane Qinghua’s face slammed down in an instant, and Zhangkou wanted to say something, but in the scorpion, it seemed to be grievances and blocked, and the eyes were slowly red.

She hasn't started to say what she wants to say, why is it?

It must have been that Ning Niangzi said her bad words after she came back last time. Otherwise, Mr. Ning will not be like this.

Jane Qinghua wants to hate more.

Ning Shaoqing saw the person behind him, did not go out to move, and the air was filled with suffocation. "Don't Miss Yan want to let Ningmou come to invite the lady to go out?"

"A three..."

Jane Qinghua saw more than one person in the house, her face was frosty, and her heart was shocked. She believed that Ning Shaoqing said it was true. If she still doesn’t leave, this person will really let the waiter She throws it out.

In a panic and hate, Jian Qinghua rushed back and retired too quickly. When he was out of the bookstore, a scorpion happened to have collided with Nizi and Tsui.

"Miss..." Cui Zhu quickly stepped forward to hold her.

Jane Qinghua did not speak, pulled the bamboo, and said no to leave without saying a word.

On the carriage, Jian Qinghua just told the car to go.

The driver was stunned. When he saw Jian Qinghua, he still smiled. He thought that maybe he could get a few more rewards. This is a black face, and the estimated money is gone.

At the moment, the horse is hit, and no matter whether the carriage is upside down, it will fly away from Wangjiacun.

After saying that Jian Qinghua got on the carriage, he kept pulling his hand and pulling it. His face was very gloomy and very strange. It was forced by me. I didn't want to deal with you, but you deceive too much, and actually said my bad words behind the gentleman, so that the gentleman didn't even give me the chance to finish the words.

Hateful!

Cuizhu was sitting in the middle of a frightened battle, and then dared to go up and take control, for fear that Jane Qinghua’s anger was all on his head.

Yuan Zhen, the cake they learned to be cooked, was baked. The small machine spirit of the West was retired from the kitchen and told the strange snow.

After listening to the thousands of snow, it is estimated that the two people in the room should have talked about it too much, so they made some sounds deliberately and knocked on the door, which was longer than the Japanese.

After Xin Yiming and Jian Qingyou were warm and half-sounding, they heard the sound of knocking on the door, but they were embarrassed to get up.

When the stranger was just entering the door, Xin Yiming made a thank-you to the stranger.

"Xin Yiming thank you Ning Niangzi."

"I don't have to thank you, I just hope that you can really treat her in the future."

"Ning Niangzi rest assured that Xin will never bear her in this life."

The strange little snow sees Jane's lips a little swollen and smiles. "Yuan Yu's cake is going to be done. Does Xin Gongzi want to stay and taste it together?"

Xin Yiming is consciously, "No, the sky is not early, Xinmou should also leave."

Xin Yiming was out of the restaurant, but he turned back and looked back at the window upstairs in the snack restaurant. Every step of the trip made him excited and looking forward to it.

"People are gone, are you still watching?" Mo Qianjian saw Jian Qingyou standing by the window, so he laughed and teased.

Jian Qingyou turned around and looked at the strange snow, seriously, "Thank you!"

Some thousand words are in the middle of no words. This feeling makes the strangers a little embarrassed, is waiting to be polite, and has already heard the footsteps of Yuan Hao and two hoes upstairs.

Yuan Zhen only excitedly paid attention to the cake in his hand, and did not notice that there was something wrong with his master. "Miss, this is the cake made by the old slave. You have a taste and see if there is a three-pointer." It tastes."

A thousand snow smiled and took the lead to get one. "Yes, the craftsmanship, I will try it."

A large stone in Jianqing’s heart fell to the ground, seeing everything is good, eating everything is sweet, and reaching out to take one.

Just take a sip and praise it. "Good craftsmanship."

"When I go back to the house, when Miss Da wants to eat, when can I see the process of making cakes?"

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