Chapter 552
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It's getting dark.
Tall figures have been standing in front of the French windows of the downtown apartment.
On the tea table at hand, she had just opened a bottle of red wine, poured a glass, and it had bottomed out. She didn't refill it.
At her age, drinking can't solve a thousand worries, not to mention her good drinking capacity. It's a pity to get drunk with such good red wine.
Lanjiang city has always been lively in the evening, but today is different from usual. The large-scale Spring Festival transportation began about a week ago. The news reports that a large number of people are returning home. The more prosperous the city is, the more quiet it is.
It's half an hour's drive from the old house to the downtown apartment.
She drove over by herself. Originally, ye Huanyan wanted to see her off, but she didn't.
This journey was a good time for her to think about her future.
She can ignore her future. As a 40-year-old woman, her life can also be settled. In addition to her feelings, she will not be disturbed by any outside world. She has both career and anything, so she is fearless.
But Ling is different. He has just graduated, and the grade in his early twenties is the best time of his youth.
You shouldn't waste time with her.
"Ding Dong, Ding Dong, Ding Dong..."
The hurried doorbell interrupted her thoughts, and she was stunned. She looked back with a look of doubt in her eyes.
She has always been bold to open the door. All the nannies and bodyguards in her previous residence don't have to worry about gangsters sneaking in. Plus, it's not a problem for her to subdue oneortwo people with her bare hands, so she doesn't even bother to look at the cat's eyes before opening the door@^^$
When she opened the door, she shook her head.
The chill coming from the door, mixed with the youth fragrance unique to the teenager, rushed to her heart, kicked the door and threw her down on the sofa.
"Mausoleum..."
She exclaimed, "what are you doing?"
Ling seemed half stunned, regardless of pulling her clothes, kissing her lips wantonly, sucking her showers, shortness of breath, across the thick down jacket can feel his vigorous heartbeat! $*!
The lower abdomen suddenly cooled, Fu Yingxiang frowned, and suddenly kicked him down.
He didn't speak, and his eyes swept him cold,
Ling fell on the carpet and looked up at her, pale, but very determined,
"You are mine."
"So?"
Fu Yingxiang pulled up the sweater he had pulled down on his arm, covered his snow-white skin, and still looked at him with a cold face,
"Come to me at night just to say this to me? Don't you think you're naive?"
"You are angry with me."
Ling looked at her, his eyes full of stubbornness, "if you like, I can take you home now and tell my parents that you are my girlfriend, and I want to marry you."
Fu Yingxiang frowned,
"First, I'm not angry. Second, I don't want to."
"Why?"
"Why not? When you live to my age, you will know that anger is a meaningless emotion."
"Don't digress,"
Ling got up from the ground, probably afraid of Fu Yingxiang's skill. She simply sat cross legged on the carpet and looked up and asked,
"I'm asking why you don't want to."
“……”
Fu Yingxiang was dumbfounded, not because she didn't know how to answer, but because she had too many reasons, she didn't know which to say first.
Ling Dingding looked at her, as if to dig something out of her eyes, and spoke slowly,
"I don't care what you worry about, you just need to ask your heart, and then ask my heart, no one can stop me from being with you, except yourself."
"What if I say I don't want to be with you?"
"Why?"
"Inappropriate."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing is suitable."
"Because you are older than me?"
"There is this reason."
"This reason can't convince me," Ling began to hold on to this sentence. "Why can men find women younger than themselves, and women like men older than themselves, I can't do it? This is a society of equality between men and women."
Seeing Fu Yingxiang staring at herself disapprovingly, Ling became more and more excited, "don't stare at me, I'll say that in front of my parents."
"What else? You go on."
Fu Yingxiang leaned on the sofa, looking like appreciating Ling's performance.
In fact, being so confused by him, the little depression in his heart just emptied. At this moment, I can't say what it's like to look at him and see what he can say.
"Old and experienced..."
"Huh?"
"I mean social experience."
Ling added, blushing a little,
"You can teach me a lot. Of course, I can also teach you a lot. We complement each other. My parents are reasonable people. They may be angry at first, but they will respect my opinion. Our family has been like this since childhood. You don't have to worry at all."
"What if this time of anger lasts for a long time? The whole Spring Festival is unhappy? The whole family is unhappy?"
"I don't care. I'll tell them when I go back. Anyway, if you want to go back with me for the new year, I don't trust you here alone."
Fu Yingxiang's eyes suddenly softened.
The boy in front of him, desperate, looks like himself many years ago.
"Don't you believe it?"
Ling suddenly got up, and his height of 1.85 meters blocked the light of the floor lamp behind him like a hill, enveloping Fu Yingxiang in a shadow.
While talking, the light flashed, and he had turned and walked towards the door.
"I'll go back and have a showdown with my parents now. If they are really angry, I'll come here to spend the new year with you."
A figure on the sofa slowly walked down,
Ling's hand was just pulled to the door handle, and his other arm was suddenly pulled. He turned around in amazement, but was held in his arms by the gentle fragrance. His lips were soft, waxy and sweet, like sesame dumplings, sweet to his heart.
Compared with Ling Gang's rude and clumsy kiss, Fu Yingxiang's kiss is gentle and shocking.
This is the first time Fu Yingxiang has kissed him voluntarily.
His mind was blank, and his heart beat faster, as if he could hear the beating sound on his chest.
The down jacket with a thin layer of snowflakes was taken off to the ground, and a pair of plain hands were hooked on his neck. He couldn't help hugging her shoulder and responding to her kiss.
The indoor temperature seemed to rise instantly, melting the coldness of the room, and the scattered clothes were dragged from the porch to the bedroom door.
The child she had always regarded as a teenager was actually a fully developed man. Throughout her moment, she suddenly took a breath,
"Ah... Ling..."
After groaning, she tensed all over and didn't move for a long time.
"Is it hurting you?"
Ling was a little at a loss, neither entering nor retreating. He fell on her like a great enemy, his face flushed with anxiety.
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It's getting dark.
Tall figures have been standing in front of the French windows of the downtown apartment.
On the tea table at hand, she had just opened a bottle of red wine, poured a glass, and it had bottomed out. She didn't refill it.
At her age, drinking can't solve a thousand worries, not to mention her good drinking capacity. It's a pity to get drunk with such good red wine.
Lanjiang city has always been lively in the evening, but today is different from usual. The large-scale Spring Festival transportation began about a week ago. The news reports that a large number of people are returning home. The more prosperous the city is, the more quiet it is.
It's half an hour's drive from the old house to the downtown apartment.
She drove over by herself. Originally, ye Huanyan wanted to see her off, but she didn't.
This journey was a good time for her to think about her future.
She can ignore her future. As a 40-year-old woman, her life can also be settled. In addition to her feelings, she will not be disturbed by any outside world. She has both career and anything, so she is fearless.
But Ling is different. He has just graduated, and the grade in his early twenties is the best time of his youth.
You shouldn't waste time with her.
"Ding Dong, Ding Dong, Ding Dong..."
The hurried doorbell interrupted her thoughts, and she was stunned. She looked back with a look of doubt in her eyes.
She has always been bold to open the door. All the nannies and bodyguards in her previous residence don't have to worry about gangsters sneaking in. Plus, it's not a problem for her to subdue oneortwo people with her bare hands, so she doesn't even bother to look at the cat's eyes before opening the door@^^$
When she opened the door, she shook her head.
The chill coming from the door, mixed with the youth fragrance unique to the teenager, rushed to her heart, kicked the door and threw her down on the sofa.
"Mausoleum..."
She exclaimed, "what are you doing?"
Ling seemed half stunned, regardless of pulling her clothes, kissing her lips wantonly, sucking her showers, shortness of breath, across the thick down jacket can feel his vigorous heartbeat! $*!
The lower abdomen suddenly cooled, Fu Yingxiang frowned, and suddenly kicked him down.
He didn't speak, and his eyes swept him cold,
Ling fell on the carpet and looked up at her, pale, but very determined,
"You are mine."
"So?"
Fu Yingxiang pulled up the sweater he had pulled down on his arm, covered his snow-white skin, and still looked at him with a cold face,
"Come to me at night just to say this to me? Don't you think you're naive?"
"You are angry with me."
Ling looked at her, his eyes full of stubbornness, "if you like, I can take you home now and tell my parents that you are my girlfriend, and I want to marry you."
Fu Yingxiang frowned,
"First, I'm not angry. Second, I don't want to."
"Why?"
"Why not? When you live to my age, you will know that anger is a meaningless emotion."
"Don't digress,"
Ling got up from the ground, probably afraid of Fu Yingxiang's skill. She simply sat cross legged on the carpet and looked up and asked,
"I'm asking why you don't want to."
“……”
Fu Yingxiang was dumbfounded, not because she didn't know how to answer, but because she had too many reasons, she didn't know which to say first.
Ling Dingding looked at her, as if to dig something out of her eyes, and spoke slowly,
"I don't care what you worry about, you just need to ask your heart, and then ask my heart, no one can stop me from being with you, except yourself."
"What if I say I don't want to be with you?"
"Why?"
"Inappropriate."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing is suitable."
"Because you are older than me?"
"There is this reason."
"This reason can't convince me," Ling began to hold on to this sentence. "Why can men find women younger than themselves, and women like men older than themselves, I can't do it? This is a society of equality between men and women."
Seeing Fu Yingxiang staring at herself disapprovingly, Ling became more and more excited, "don't stare at me, I'll say that in front of my parents."
"What else? You go on."
Fu Yingxiang leaned on the sofa, looking like appreciating Ling's performance.
In fact, being so confused by him, the little depression in his heart just emptied. At this moment, I can't say what it's like to look at him and see what he can say.
"Old and experienced..."
"Huh?"
"I mean social experience."
Ling added, blushing a little,
"You can teach me a lot. Of course, I can also teach you a lot. We complement each other. My parents are reasonable people. They may be angry at first, but they will respect my opinion. Our family has been like this since childhood. You don't have to worry at all."
"What if this time of anger lasts for a long time? The whole Spring Festival is unhappy? The whole family is unhappy?"
"I don't care. I'll tell them when I go back. Anyway, if you want to go back with me for the new year, I don't trust you here alone."
Fu Yingxiang's eyes suddenly softened.
The boy in front of him, desperate, looks like himself many years ago.
"Don't you believe it?"
Ling suddenly got up, and his height of 1.85 meters blocked the light of the floor lamp behind him like a hill, enveloping Fu Yingxiang in a shadow.
While talking, the light flashed, and he had turned and walked towards the door.
"I'll go back and have a showdown with my parents now. If they are really angry, I'll come here to spend the new year with you."
A figure on the sofa slowly walked down,
Ling's hand was just pulled to the door handle, and his other arm was suddenly pulled. He turned around in amazement, but was held in his arms by the gentle fragrance. His lips were soft, waxy and sweet, like sesame dumplings, sweet to his heart.
Compared with Ling Gang's rude and clumsy kiss, Fu Yingxiang's kiss is gentle and shocking.
This is the first time Fu Yingxiang has kissed him voluntarily.
His mind was blank, and his heart beat faster, as if he could hear the beating sound on his chest.
The down jacket with a thin layer of snowflakes was taken off to the ground, and a pair of plain hands were hooked on his neck. He couldn't help hugging her shoulder and responding to her kiss.
The indoor temperature seemed to rise instantly, melting the coldness of the room, and the scattered clothes were dragged from the porch to the bedroom door.
The child she had always regarded as a teenager was actually a fully developed man. Throughout her moment, she suddenly took a breath,
"Ah... Ling..."
After groaning, she tensed all over and didn't move for a long time.
"Is it hurting you?"
Ling was a little at a loss, neither entering nor retreating. He fell on her like a great enemy, his face flushed with anxiety.
It's getting dark.Tall figures have been standing in front of the French windows of the downtown apartment.On the tea table at hand, she had just opened a bottle of red wine, poured a glass, and it had bottomed out. She didn't refill it.At her age, drinking can't solve a thousand worries, not to mention her good drinking capacity. It's a pity to get drunk with such good red wine.Lanjiang city has always been lively in the evening, but today is different from usual. The large-scale Spring Festival transportation began about a week ago. The news reports that a large number of people are returning home. The more prosperous the city is, the more quiet it is.It's half an hour's drive from the old house to the downtown apartment.She drove over by herself. Originally, ye Huanyan wanted to see her off, but she didn't.This journey was a good time for her to think about her future.She can ignore her future. As a 40-year-old woman, her life can also be settled. In addition to her feelings, she will not be disturbed by any outside world. She has both career and anything, so she is fearless.But Ling is different. He has just graduated, and the grade in his early twenties is the best time of his youth.You shouldn't waste time with her."Ding Dong, Ding Dong, Ding Dong..."The hurried doorbell interrupted her thoughts, and she was stunned. She looked back with a look of doubt in her eyes.She has always been bold to open the door. All the nannies and bodyguards in her previous residence don't have to worry about gangsters sneaking in. Plus, it's not a problem for her to subdue oneortwo people with her bare hands, so she doesn't even bother to look at the cat's eyes before opening the door@^^$When she opened the door, she shook her head.The chill coming from the door, mixed with the youth fragrance unique to the teenager, rushed to her heart, kicked the door and threw her down on the sofa."Mausoleum..."She exclaimed, "what are you doing?"Ling seemed half stunned, regardless of pulling her clothes, kissing her lips wantonly, sucking her showers, shortness of breath, across the thick down jacket can feel his vigorous heartbeat! $*!The lower abdomen suddenly cooled, Fu Yingxiang frowned, and suddenly kicked him down.He didn't speak, and his eyes swept him cold,Ling fell on the carpet and looked up at her, pale, but very determined,"You are mine.""So?"Fu Yingxiang pulled up the sweater he had pulled down on his arm, covered his snow-white skin, and still looked at him with a cold face,"Come to me at night just to say this to me? Don't you think you're naive?""You are angry with me."Ling looked at her, his eyes full of stubbornness, "if you like, I can take you home now and tell my parents that you are my girlfriend, and I want to marry you."Fu Yingxiang frowned,"First, I'm not angry. Second, I don't want to.""Why?""Why not? When you live to my age, you will know that anger is a meaningless emotion.""Don't digress,"Ling got up from the ground, probably afraid of Fu Yingxiang's skill. She simply sat cross legged on the carpet and looked up and asked,"I'm asking why you don't want to."Fu Yingxiang was dumbfounded, not because she didn't know how to answer, but because she had too many reasons, she didn't know which to say first.Ling Dingding looked at her, as if to dig something out of her eyes, and spoke slowly,"I don't care what you worry about, you just need to ask your heart, and then ask my heart, no one can stop me from being with you, except yourself.""What if I say I don't want to be with you?""Why?""Inappropriate.""What's wrong?""Nothing is suitable.""Because you are older than me?""There is this reason.""This reason can't convince me," Ling began to hold on to this sentence. "Why can men find women younger than themselves, and women like men older than themselves, I can't do it? This is a society of equality between men and women."Seeing Fu Yingxiang staring at herself disapprovingly, Ling became more and more excited, "don't stare at me, I'll say that in front of my parents.""What else? You go on."Fu Yingxiang leaned on the sofa, looking like appreciating Ling's performance.In fact, being so confused by him, the little depression in his heart just emptied. At this moment, I can't say what it's like to look at him and see what he can say."Old and experienced...""Huh?""I mean social experience."Ling added, blushing a little,"You can teach me a lot. Of course, I can also teach you a lot. We complement each other. My parents are reasonable people. They may be angry at first, but they will respect my opinion. Our family has been like this since childhood. You don't have to worry at all.""What if this time of anger lasts for a long time? The whole Spring Festival is unhappy? The whole family is unhappy?""I don't care. I'll tell them when I go back. Anyway, if you want to go back with me for the new year, I don't trust you here alone."Fu Yingxiang's eyes suddenly softened.The boy in front of him, desperate, looks like himself many years ago."Don't you believe it?"Ling suddenly got up, and his height of 1.85 meters blocked the light of the floor lamp behind him like a hill, enveloping Fu Yingxiang in a shadow.While talking, the light flashed, and he had turned and walked towards the door."I'll go back and have a showdown with my parents now. If they are really angry, I'll come here to spend the new year with you."A figure on the sofa slowly walked down,Ling's hand was just pulled to the door handle, and his other arm was suddenly pulled. He turned around in amazement, but was held in his arms by the gentle fragrance. His lips were soft, waxy and sweet, like sesame dumplings, sweet to his heart.Compared with Ling Gang's rude and clumsy kiss, Fu Yingxiang's kiss is gentle and shocking.This is the first time Fu Yingxiang has kissed him voluntarily.His mind was blank, and his heart beat faster, as if he could hear the beating sound on his chest.The down jacket with a thin layer of snowflakes was taken off to the ground, and a pair of plain hands were hooked on his neck. He couldn't help hugging her shoulder and responding to her kiss.The indoor temperature seemed to rise instantly, melting the coldness of the room, and the scattered clothes were dragged from the porch to the bedroom door.The child she had always regarded as a teenager was actually a fully developed man. Throughout her moment, she suddenly took a breath,"Ah... Ling..."After groaning, she tensed all over and didn't move for a long time."Is it hurting you?"Ling was a little at a loss, neither entering nor retreating. He fell on her like a great enemy, his face flushed with anxiety.
