"Zikui, your phone rang."

Lin Zikui and Fang Yiai are packing things in the room. In the afternoon, they will board a plane to France to spend their honeymoon. It was a good thing to clean up last night, but because of Fang Yiai’s little temper last night, I entangled writer Lin with reluctance to have love for a whole night. It was not until the two people opened their eyes that they realized the retro hanging on the wall. The wind clock is approaching 12 noon, excluding meals and driving time is running out.

I was desperately searching for clothes and packing in the room. How could such a thing happen?

After receiving the reminder from Her Majesty, Lin Zikui impatiently put down the things he was busy with, and found the ringing phone from the messy bed. She held it in her hand and saw that it was the stranger yesterday. I couldn't help but shook my whole body. The phone I finally found slipped to the ground. The moment I landed, the ringing of the phone stopped.

Qin Rulan is preparing to participate in an entertaining talk show, and she will be on stage soon, but she never forgets the person in her heart. She originally stayed at the hotel and waited for everything to be arranged before calling Lin Zikui, but she could wait until she was done. It was already late at night. It's hard to interrupt her rest, so we have to wait till today. However, the domestic media kept going on, which made her have to participate in activities again. Miss Lin Zikui grew wildly. Regardless of the urgent time, she just dialed a disturbing call, but the call was delayed, and the call came automatically. The cold and non-emotional voice of his girlfriend that hung up: "I'm sorry that no one answered your call."

I could not help but pull out a bitter smile, is she busy, or deliberately not answering, thinking that no matter when it was before, Lin Zikui would answer her phone as soon as she did whatever she did. It turned out that she also called Lin Zikui. This kind of problem occurs. Love is a fascinating mind!

Picking up the phone that fell to his feet and looking at the strange and familiar number displayed on the screen, Lin Zikui was in a daze, not knowing who to tell her emotions.

"Husband, don't be lazy, you have to hurry up with so many things, the plane is too late."

Fang Yiai squatted by the bed, putting a large amount of folded clothes into the box, her hair was simply tied behind her head, because the strands were loose, there were a few strands hanging down naturally, covering the beauty. His profile face, wearing a bathrobe, was charming all the time, and there were red marks on his neck from last night. As soon as he looked up, he saw Lin Zikui stupidly standing aside, staring at the phone in a daze.

"Ah? Oh, don't worry, wife, calm and calm." Her Majesty called her back to her mind. She just saw the look different from usual, let alone, the slightly open bathrobe was looming, and my heart was suddenly affected. It’s filled with things called happiness. He raised his foot and walked to Fang Yi’i’s side, bent down and kissed her smooth forehead a few times, “You’re so beautiful, let’s not talk about the plane, the whole airport People have to wait for you too!

"Don't make trouble!" At this juncture, I was still in the mood to joking with her, blushing and yelling, the pink fist fell on Lin Zikui's thigh, "Hurry up to clean up, I Fang Yiai from marriage to honeymoon Why is it so bad."

Her Majesty the Queen is getting used to being serious and serious. At this time, she has a tired face, and the gesture of touching her forehead with the back of her hand is a bit of a little girl's delicacy. Coupled with that depressed and lovely complaint, the picture is beautiful. Lin Zikui was suffocating a smile.

Think about the fact that I have never easily forced a successful marriage with Lin Zikui, when writer Lin was late to marry gorgeously, and now has a messy honeymoon. She Fang Yiai's gorgeous life that everyone envy, why has she met since? After the forest seed sunflower is dangerous? !

"Lin Zikui, you see that I made so many unsatisfactory things to marry you, you must treat me well in the future, otherwise I will never let you go in my next life."

"Well, I must have my wife abused me thousands of times. I treat my wife like first love with the consciousness and faith, and I will never leave you."

Humorously responding to Her Majesty’s warning, Fang Yi was in full bloom with love, raised her head, hooked Lin Zikui’s neck, and kissed her sweetly, “It’s pretty much the same, otherwise I won’t let the child be born. You hug!",

"Ha ha ha ha, it seems that you have the determination to take a child by yourself in the future?"

"Hmph, you are not allowed to refute my words!"

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"Ms. Qin, you are welcome to join our show. As the most successful model in China, you have been developing very well abroad. Why did you think of returning home suddenly?"

In the studio, Qin Rulan smiled faintly at the camera, painted light makeup, with long hair like ink on her shoulders, white collarless shirt with blue short skirt, looks elegant and mature: "Although abroad I have achieved great success, but I am a Chinese after all, and I miss the people and things in my hometown more and more. Secondly, my personal clothing brand has also developed very well in recent years, so I hope that the clothing business can be further recognized in China. "

As an entertaining talk show, the host not only has the ability to deal with more emergencies, but also has an insight beyond ordinary people’s insights into the gaps in the guests’ speech: "The hot land of the hometown is indeed more attractive to the Chinese. I don't know which "person" in this hometown can be favored by Miss Qin?"

The host asked easily, but for Qin Rulan, the question was heavy and could not be peeked. After a few seconds, she raised her head again and faced the camera in the distance. It makes me want to return to the country to develop more. It has been her encouragement over the years that has given me enough confidence to succeed. I have always wanted to say thank you to her."

"Really? It's really a windfall, I don't know who is so lucky! Well, let's not say much, let's move on to the next topic..."

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Paris, France, the capital of romance and fashion, the delicacy of love is permeated here, and a bunch of people on the street are walking along the path with affectionate affection. I saw Fang Yiai holding Lin Zikui’s arm, slightly raising her head towards her lover. Something was whispered in her ear, and her loose hair was stroked lovingly in the air by the oncoming breeze. Writer Lin tried his best to cooperate with Her Majesty's movements, tilted her head and listened carefully, holding a cup of coffee in one hand, and feeding it to Fang Yiai’s mouth from time to time for a sip, and then putting it to her mouth to talk to the queen. Swallow the mellow fragrance together.

Only here can the two people who are usually surrounded by work put aside everything and enjoy the good time with their loved ones together.

"Zaikui, after returning to China, I will contact the doctor to check my body and prepare for the baby, okay?"

"Okay, after returning to China, your daily workload will be reduced. Didn't your dad say he came to support it? You just spend more time on our baby."

"~~~ Bom"

Presenting her own scented kiss resoundingly, she is more and more satisfied with Lin Zikui’s performance in the past few days. I don’t know why, writer Lin’s resistance to the child is gradually decreasing, especially today. I am very concerned about the future baby's matters, and even gave my own suggestions. The older generation is right. Once this person gets married, it doesn't change a little bit.

"Only one? Here's more!" After speaking, she rasped the other side of her face to signal Fang Yiai to act quickly.

"Boom Boom~~"

Loved to death with such a cheeky flirting, he held Lin Zikui's face, chin, cheeks, eyes, eyebrows, and then to the forehead, kissing from bottom to top, and then from top to bottom. Her Majesty’s unique white orchid scent permeated Lin Zikui’s heart and spleen in an instant. In the present intimate posture of the two people, she stretched out her hands to embrace the beauty's waist and was imprisoned in her arms: "Are you seducing me?"

At such an intimate distance, the tip of the nose is almost touching the tip of the nose. Even though she is abroad, but in such a loving intimacy on the street, Fang Yiai blushed, embarrassedly buried her head in Lin Zikui’s shoulders: "Many people Ah, you are not ashamed!"

"Hehe, when my Majesty the Queen is still shy?! It opened my eyes!"

"Say it!" A blatant glance at the rogue, really not ashamed, "I asked you to think of the baby's name, did you think of it?"

Her Majesty’s topic turned a bit fast, and such a large jump made Writer Lin a little struggling to respond, "Uh...Wait until you are pregnant."

"I have to say it now! You are a great writer, and your baby's name must be unique in order to demonstrate your talent."

"That's right," he recognized the reminder of the beauty. The name really needs to be pondered. "But do you think the baby is like you or me?"

"It must be like me, like you are not serious!" A playful wink at Lin Zikui, this combination of domineering and cuteness, only Fang Yiai can sit down, seeing Lin Zikui's face unhappy, and Hastily added: "But I like you to be serious."

This is love, because a word of a person affects one's mood throughout the day, but it also shows a smile because of a word of the lover. Only Fang Yiai has this ability to control Lin Zikui's emotions!

He raised his hand to straighten the hair tossed by the wind, put it behind his ears, looked at the distant sky, and muttered: "Otherwise, why would I be fascinated after seeing you for the first time? Demon!"

This sentence is like saying it to Lin Zikui, but also like saying it to myself. The people who pursue Fang Yiai are either stable mature men or playboys. One side is rigid and serious, and the other is the game world. How can you say it? Attracting Fang Yiai's attention, but Lin Zikui possesses these two qualities, so fascinated that Fang Yiai can't move her eyes away. On the night of the first meeting, Lin Zikui put her clothes on her domineeringly and tenderly. From then on, she was deeply in danger of the whirlpool of love, intoxicated and unwilling to wake up with the unique fragrance of grass!

"Me too, it's just that one of your back that night attracted all my eyes."

"But I fell in love with you at first sight, but you weren't. It has tortured me for a long time." Thinking of the love pursuit between the two before, Fang Yiai's little temper towards Lin Zikui came again, raising his hand to pinch Writer Lin's. Nose, be punished.