Chapter 315

Qin poetry lying on the bed, the atmosphere did not dare to come out, the more nervous, the faster the heart beat, as if the heart would jump out of the throat.

At this time, the mood is probably like those of death row prisoners, waiting to be pushed to the execution ground!

Although it is the happiest moment, it is extremely painful, even if it is only a few minutes, like a century.

It's a real feeling. Spring breeze blows over Lugu Lake and autumn rain soaks Jiuzhaigou.

Damn it!

How can he be so active? In case Lin Xuan is seen his mind, isn't it a shame?

Whatever it is!

In any case, he is his rightful wife. This step will happen sooner or later.

But are you really ready?

"Poetry, are you asleep?"

When he was lying in the bathroom, he was wearing a towel to wipe his hair.

Qin poetry did not make a sound, listening to his step gradually approaching, her heart beat faster.

This moment, like a 100 meter sprinter, do the final sprint like heartbeat.

Lin Xuan took the hair dryer, dried his hair, went to the edge of the bed, glanced down at the bed sheet, and exclaimed in amazement, "poetry, the three eight thread" has been rubbed off. Don't worry, I won't cross the line. I'll sew it tomorrow... "

Waiting for him to finish, Qin Shi Shi replied in a bad way: "you are a elm head, sleep on the floor!"

She pulled the quilt and wrapped the whole person tightly. She collapsed.

How can he act like a log? He is so active and obvious. Is he pretending to be stupid?

Listening to Qin's poetry, he was stunned, "ah? What's up? I didn't do anything wrong. I have to sleep again... "

He suddenly realized that he raised his hand and slapped it on the forehead and exclaimed: "lie down, trough! I'm so stupid

He squatted down slowly, sat on the edge of the bed, he said with a grin: "poetry, I'm sorry, I misunderstood your meaning, otherwise we'll start again..."

However, Qin Shishi sat up and pointed to the floor angrily, "don't you hear me? Sleep on the floor

The sullen look on her face was more real than a joke.

Lin Xuan embarrassed smile, "poetry, you don't get angry, I'm wrong is not it?"

"No! If you don't want to go to bed late, keep sleeping on the floor. " Qin's poems and poems said with great vigour.

Lin Xuan stood up helplessly and murmured, "well, you've been tired all day, and it's hard to rest early."

He had to move the floor which had been piled up for a period of time from the corner of the wall and spread it to the ground.

Qin poetry has been lying on the bed, confused, do you do it yourself?

Originally, I planned to give him the most precious thing that I had been holding for more than 20 years. However, this wooden pimple didn't enlighten me. I was really angry with him.

If Lin Xuan did not say that she would sew again tomorrow, she would not be so angry.

In a fit of anger, he had to get out of bed and let him return to the sleeping floor.

However, Lin Xuan didn't have any complaints, which was beyond the expectation of Qin poetry. He really went to play the floor.

This makes Qin poetry angry!

How can there be such a dull headed man in this world? Women's words are irony. Don't you know?

Is it difficult for a woman to cry no, as a man, really do not give it?

Lin Xuan was really angry with Qin's poetry. He was so obvious and active that he should sleep on the floor!

Lin Xuan shop good floor, in the heart that regret ah, wish to strangle oneself, how so confused!

Probably has been keeping a distance with Qin poetry, used to it!

However, her daughter-in-law said that she did not know the law.

It's strange that she's not angry!

They didn't say anything, but they lay back and toss and couldn't sleep.

Qin Shi Shi also a little regret, really should not drive him out of bed, after all, this period of time, Lin Xuan is all kinds of love for her, such a man, the world is rare.

The key is that he is devoted to himself, and the whole heart belongs to her.

Will he be sad?

Will he ignore himself?

Lin Xuan had a complicated mind. On the one hand, he blamed himself for being stupid and regretted that he didn't know when he would go to bed the next time.

In fact, it is easy for Qin poetry to remove the "38th line" on the bed sheet, but it is not easy to remove the "38th line" in her heart.

On the other hand, I am also thinking that Qin poetry will not really be angry and ignore themselves, right?

On second thought, all this is a little incident happened in the room between the two people, which should not affect their feelings.

How many husband and wife, it is not the head of the bed hit the end of the bed and it.What's more, they haven't started to fight, but they have just lost a little misunderstanding in communication.

It is only a matter of time before we can warm the heart of Qin's poetry and remove the "38th line" set by Qin's poetry.

This kind of thinking, Lin Xuan also relieved a lot.

Of course, this also shows that the relationship between him and Qin poetry is getting closer and closer. That kind of soul slowly warms each other is the most important.

One night, two people insomnia to very late, do not know when, just shallow sleep.

The next day, just before dawn, Lin Xuan habitually got up early. He quietly folded up the floor and piled it in the corner. He took out the morning running sportswear from the wardrobe for Qin Shi Shi and hung it on the head of the bed.

Then, out of the bedroom door, waiting outside, let her wake up, ready to go morning run.

When Lin Xuan walked out of the bedroom, Qin Shishi had already woken up and saw the morning running sportswear hanging on the head of the bed. It had been the same for three years and never changed.

Each time, she washed several sets of sportswear and hung them in the wardrobe. The next morning, she hung Qin's poetry on the head of the bed to facilitate her to get to bed, so that she could change into sportswear.

She glanced at the clean and tidy sportswear at the head of the bed, but the corners of her eyes were moist. She wiped a handful of them, pushed aside the quilt, got up, put on the sportswear, and walked out of the bedroom.

She saw Lin Xuan as before, waiting for her to go out, called out: "go!"

"Good!"

What happened last night seems to have not happened. They went out of the villa gate, walked along the sidewalk, turned out of Xiaoxiang garden, followed the greenway, from the foot of Mantis mountain, the familiar road, and ran to the top of Mantis mountain.

Along the way, neither of them mentioned the scandal of last night. They jogged side by side.

Those passers-by see this, began to envy this pair of young.

Because young people of their age seldom do morning running together. Most of them are middle-aged and elderly people.

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