Although she thought so in her mind, her hands were out of control, and she rubbed her fingertips lightly behind her ears, kneading and squeezing.
The little earlobe became red and hot after he rubbed it.
When I first saw something wrong with my body, my voice was so small that it was almost overwhelmed by the sound of hot air conditioning. I couldn't help protesting: "What do you always pinch my ears for..." It hurts a bit.
Jian Bianlin's voice is a bit dry: ears look good.
He was absolutely himself, cutting the meat with a blunt knife, daunting, and enduring hard.
After thinking about it, we still have to go step by step...
After the prosecutor Bianlin was discharged from the hospital, Xie Bin officially released the news and said that he would take a rest for a while.
All the fans exploded for a while, and there were all kinds of speculations.
According to Tong Fei's description, the prosecutors are all "girlfriend fans" and "wife fans". If the news of the operation is really released, I don't know how many people will be so distressed that they can't wait for him to suffer such a blow...not to mention this one. If the matter has to be kept secret from the family, it will be fine. It's just a pity that such a hot news spot.
Regarding the ups and downs of his fans, I didn't take it too seriously when I first saw it.
What she needs to worry about most now is her parents and Uncle Jian who will come to Shanghai to live tonight...
Before and after New Year's Day, Lin was just discharged from the hospital and could not go home or tell the truth. Uncle Jian was quite disappointed. He felt that this filial son had forgotten that his father was injured at work and would not go back to visit during the holidays.
Later, under the enlightenment of my parents, I decided to take advantage of the fact that Jianbianlin had been "working" in Shanghai for the past month, and followed my parents to stay for a while.
So, when I saw my father busy in the kitchen, my mother accompanied Uncle Jian to chat from the first daughter of the first family in the first building of the community. After completely opening the chattering box, she gave Jian Bianlin a wink at first sight: "Mom, I I remember that the wine is in the border forest house, let's get it."
"Go." Mother's voice floated from the living room.
The first sight pushed him out, backhanded, and hit the door.
"I told you, your dad will let you drink in a while, remember not to swallow, go to the kitchen to spit it out, and I will cover it for you."
The rule on New Year's Day, the son must toast, is the rule that the inspector will not break for thousands of years.
Since Lin Bianlin was five years old... So what she worries the most is this. Ten days after she was discharged from the hospital, she must not drink alcohol.
Prosecutor Lin did not object to this.
In actual operation, I did what I said at first sight. At the dinner table, I first saw that my mother had been adding food to Jianbian Lin. By the way, I focused on the content of the chat with Jian’s father: "Xiao Jian...Have you considered when to find a girlfriend?"
…
At first sight, he clenched his chopsticks tightly.
"Aren't you a lot of fans? Are there any age-appropriate people to get along with?"
Jian Bianlin was obviously choked, the back of his hand holding his chopsticks was in front of his face, and he coughed violently, which affected the wound and inevitably twisted his eyebrows.
For the elders who are eagerly looking forward to his marriage and childbirth, the word "fan" is not much different from "young women of school age"...
"What are you doing?" Dad inspected knocked on the table. "Auntie talked to you and made a Sichuan eyebrow. The more you live, the more rude you get."
"My fans are all little girls." Prosecutor Lin said calmly and replied solemnly.
When I first saw my mother, I sighed regretfully: "I went to the supermarket to see the small inspection poster that day, and there were a few girls about your age who looked very happy. There is no right age?"
…
As a result, before the toast, the two people did not explain why as an actor can not be with the fans, after all, there have been many living cases.
When I first saw it, I understood that my parents also watched entertainment news...
Waiting for the inspector's father to signal the inspector to add wine to the elders, he first saw an excuse and went to the kitchen: "I'm going to see the soup." After entering the kitchen, she leaned in the door to look outside.
In sight, he left the seat, picked up the white porcelain wine bottle and filled the cup in front of the three elders one by one. Finally, the mouth of the bottle was pointed at his own cup and poured some.
The toast has not changed for thousands of years, and it has been the same for more than ten years.
Chu Jian stared at him, waited to see the white hand raised to the position of his face, pushed the pot in the sink, and said: "Check the border forest! Come on, come and help!"
"What's the matter?" Ma said at first sight.
"It's okay, you can eat it, and you will come in quickly."
Inspector Lin swayed in.
At first sight, he pointed to the pool. He lowered his head and spit the dark red wine into the pool. When I first saw it, I still looked outside, and no one noticed that the kitten was tired. so far so good.
"You didn't drink it in, did you?" Chu Jian asked quietly in his ear, standing on tiptoe.
The warm breath followed her voice and pressed it lightly and heavily, and he turned his head slightly: "No."
"That's good." She breathed a sigh of relief.
Seiding Lin was wearing a red zippered windproof sports jacket with a hood today.
It was the inspector's father who specifically requested that it was the new year's new look.
In fact, he rarely wears such bright colors, but it is really good-looking. I first saw the black metal zipper on his clothes with the tip of his nose. Pretty.
The eye sockets are slightly sunken in the double eyelids, the pupils are black and shiny, and the skin is more white with red...
He suddenly asked: "What are you looking at?"
"You look good in red." She replied softly.
Never paid attention to these details of him before.
When I first saw it, I remembered asking how my university roommate decided to be with her husband. I thought it was a terrible thing. I didn’t expect the answer to be: at first, it didn’t feel like being chased by her husband. Silently, he repaired his glasses that had fallen off the screws on the desk. The man repaired, his roommate saw that he was poked.
Compared with this, the sentence of Bianlin Lin that day after the operation also felt this way.
The words he uttered when he was most weak and helpless, and least awake, were still about her. It's like an icebreaker, everything is different after that.
After dinner, go back to each house.
After being discharged from the hospital, the two of them were used to staying together at night. They were suddenly separated into two households on the first floor.
I ate early for dinner, watched TV with my parents for a long time, and then watched the watch. It was only half past eight.
She slid to the fish tank boringly, and forgot to feed her early today. She just threw the fish food in, and her father immediately shook his head and sighed behind her.
She quibbled a few words and noticed that WeChat came in. Click to open, it's him.
Prosecutor Lin: I'm in the corridor.
"Mom, I'm going to throw out the garbage." At first sight, I put my phone in my pocket, ran to the kitchen with a garbage bag and ran away.
When I hit the door, the sound control lights in the corridor did not turn on.
She threw the garbage bag at her door, borrowed the moonlight to smear, walked around the stairs, looked at it, and was pulled in by the arm.
In the dark, the lips against the tip of her nose were hot.
"What were you doing just now?" I asked in a whisper like a thief at first sight, "I just went to feed the fish again, and my dad was scolded by it."
"Isn't it just fed before dinner?"
"Yes..." mumbled at first sight, "I just don't know what to do, I forgot."
In the dimness, he seemed to be in a good mood.
"Is your father asleep?" she asked again.
"No sleep."
"Then how did you come out?"
"Run downstairs."
"Oh," she laughed, "then you go and run."
This kind of duplicity urges people to scratch people, and the border forest does not make a sound. I just couldn’t stay in the room, and I didn’t read the book attentively. I wanted to take a stroll, but when I walked out, I found that I wanted to do it the most. The thing is to see her.
There is nothing else in the surroundings except the moonlight. I can hear people who do not know which floor also open the door of the corridor, and there are footsteps, they are going upstairs? Or downstairs
From the stairwell to the outside of the stairwell, I listened carefully at first sight.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, she thought vaguely, it was over. But then I thought about it again, it seems that the inspector has turned off all the lights on this floor.
Two figures, one high and the other low, went downstairs from behind the border forest, and looked back.
Jian Bianlin covered her with his whole body. After regaining the silence around her, his fingers began to quietly twist her earlobes, and his fingertips gently scratched behind the auricle, aimlessly.
He said: People are gone.
She hummed.
He came over: kiss for a while.
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As a result, I returned home for the first time. When I first saw my mother, I always felt wrong when I saw the first time, so I probed my hand and touched the first time I saw forehead: "Have you gotten cold or hot?"
"No," he first saw the back of his hand on his face, "No."
"This blush is very unnatural, his dad, come and get the pulse." When I first saw my dad had studied Chinese medicine for a long time in the past, he always boasted of how good he was in medicine, and touched her wrist regardless of what he was doing. After a while, let go, "It's no big problem, it's just a fast heartbeat."
"Why did you throw out the garbage for an hour?" Chu Jian's mother asked casually.
"Anyway, I had nothing to do, so I ran a few laps outside the community..."