Of course, their minds are different.

Xiao ChuChu looks at the man in front of her, her heart is constantly moving, this kind of long lost spring heart sprouts, has the throb of first love.

She can't resist Lin Xuan's charm. Even if it's normal, Xiao ChuChu is a proud person. It can even be said that he can't look straight at ordinary men.

However, Lin Xuan stood in front of her, she felt very small, as if, she would rather unload all her noble, willing to be a little girl.

And Lin Xuan is to avoid her this kind of mind, because, for him, all the women in the world, even though their appearance and temperament are exploding, are eclipsed compared with the poems and poems of Qin Dynasty.

When a kind of love is endowed with a special meaning, it is the only one, which is irreplaceable.

No one can replace Qin poetry, which is the only one.

Even if last time, Xiao ChuChu left without saying goodbye and left a note. Lin Xuan was in an inexplicable and desolate mood at that time, which was somewhat sad.

But it was only a moment, or just because Xiao ChuChu left, some are not used to it, that's all.

Every time he looked at Xiao ChuChu, the pair of affectionate, graceful eyes, Lin Xuan heart knows, her heart.

She took the initiative to express her love, and even took the initiative to let Lin Xuan feel at a loss.

Just, Lin Xuan knows his heart, if unintentionally, do not owe, do not let up.

This is his principle.

Lin Xuan relieved with a smile and raised his hand slightly, "that's good, it means that your wound is healed ~"

"Lin Xuan, I'm..."

Xiao ChuChu hesitated and lowered his head a little. Then, he raised his head, and with a firm expression, he sincerely said, "thank you. Thank you for saving my life. I owe you so much. I..."

Lin Xuanxian was stunned, waved his hand and said with a smile: "well, look at what you said, who called you a good friend of poetry ~"

when Xiao ChuChu talked about it, she wanted to ask, if she was not a good friend of Qin Shi Shi Shi, but a stranger, would she save her?

But she didn't ask and swallowed.

She watched Lin Xuan go into the kitchen, and Qin poetry that kind of piano and Harp harmonious picture, she knew, more talk is useless, ask again, is the same end, can not change the fact.

"Shishi, let me cook. You go and have a rest"

after entering the kitchen, Lin Xuan lovingly said to Qin Shishi.

Qin poetry smile, is also a tender way: "well, you also hard, you go to rest, the meal will be ready immediately."

Lin Xuan approaches from behind, reaches out from her waist, embraces Qin poetry.

At first, Qin poetry was stunned, and then, he was completely enjoying himself. He was allowed to attach himself to his ears and talk sweetly.

"Poetry, I miss you ~"

Qin Shishi felt his true feelings, his heart beat, "poo Chi" laughed, "I am not here? All right, go and wait. Dinner will be ready soon. "

Qin poetry is surprised, although usually, Lin Xuan is also from time to time to a local love words, let her be taken by surprise, but today, he came back, hugged himself, said to himself, miss her.

He suddenly became so warm that Qin's poems and poems were immensely useful.

Lin Xuan, this man, really completely captured her heart.

She would rather be a slave to him, willing to be rich or poor, and to die with her.

Once upon a time, when all the people around him spurned and humiliated Lin Xuan, and called him the biggest waste son-in-law, at that moment, Qin poetry was so wronged.

At that time, I always felt like the most pathetic woman in the world. Why did she marry such a worthless man.

However, after Lin Xuan's seal was lifted, he said that he was willing to make changes for her. Everything really changed.

When she was in danger, when she was bullied, Lin Xuan showed anxiety and tension, he would not let anyone hurt her a hair.

Always guarding her like this

Even if, in his three years, he kept a distance all the time, silently guarding her.

Even Qin's poems sometimes get angry and scold him as a coward.

But he's also committed to himself. There has never been any complaints.

Now, finally, he has a more and more harmonious and loving relationship with him. Qin's poems and poems are more and more adored by him.

She already knew that she had already become the happiest woman in the world.

Lin Xuan gently kisses her on her face and releases her hand. "Then I'll help you with your hand.

Qin Shishi is a little stunned, purses his mouth and smiles, and lowers his head, as if in aftertaste. He is a man who threatens himself and treats himself with tenderness.

She couldn't extricate herself from it. She always felt that she didn't love him enough.

Ask the world what love is, straight teach people life and death.

More and more she understood the meaning of the poem.

Only when we love each other sincerely and sincerely, can we understand the true meaning of the promise of life and death.Looking at the kitchen, Xiao ChuChu is sour in his heart. Don't you abuse a single dog like this?

The most fatal is that one is his best friend and the other is his beloved man.

But it's just like being redundant.

She couldn't think much, she could only think in a broad way.

On the one hand, she can't be too strict with Lin Xuan. After all, he is her good sister's husband.

On the other hand, even if she takes the initiative, Lin Xuan will not be attracted to her at all.

She could do nothing but envy and jealousy in her heart.

With the Qin poetry will be cooked, placed on the table, a table of delicious dishes, let people salivate.

"Wow, poetry, you are so virtuous, Lin Xuan married you, that can be too happy."

Xiao ChuChu appreciated from the bottom of his heart. Her beautiful eyes looked at Lin Xuan, "ah, Lin Xuan, what do you say? Is our family's poetry virtuous or not

Lin Xuan chuckled, "that's a must ~"

Qin Shishi giggled, "you guys, don't hurt me. I haven't cooked for hundreds of years. Today, it's not the Mid Autumn Festival, or it's a rare Mid Autumn Festival. So ah, I cook and cook a delicious meal ~"

"after a while, LAN LAN will come and have dinner!"

Lin Xuan didn't care. It's no wonder that on the way back today, traffic jams made him suspicious. There were long queues everywhere. It turned out that it was the annual Mid Autumn Festival.

Mid Autumn Festival National Day Happy meet, everyone small family reunion.

But for Qin's poetry, Lin Xuan would have forgotten the festival.

Perhaps, 20 years ago, he was still a baby in his infancy. He was abandoned by the Lin family, the capital of the emperor. From then on, he was a vagrant.

There is no concept of mid autumn reunion and family happiness and well-being.

Used to a person's day, it doesn't matter whether festival or not, every day is the same day.

Now, it is different, with Qin poetry, with his family, with the warmth of home.

Although, with Qin poetry, every day is like Valentine's day, but suddenly meet the traditional festival, coupled with national day, Lin Xuan's heart is a little more emotion.

Especially for the national day, the country is independent, the country ended the invasion, in exchange for the people's living and working in peace and contentment.

Lin xuanganghao unfreezes the assets under his name, and is about to step into the glory of his life again. It has to be said that this festival is of special significance, double happiness and double happiness www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!