Yin Yin was woken up by the bird call outside the window.
The sun in winter does not feel warm on people at all, it will only make people lazy.
Yin Yin's memory has not yet returned to the cage, and the soreness of the whole body swept over.
"Yinyin, are you awake?" Linglong's voice came from the side, Yin Yin tilted his head slightly, and saw Linglong's smiling amber pupils.
Her face instantly turned red.
She still remembered what they did last night, and she also vaguely remembered how Linglong helped her to cleanse her body afterwards. What made her ashamed the most was that she dared not think about the red and white bed. Sheets, who helped them change!
Linglong chuckled twice, and couldn't help but kiss Yin Yin's face, "Yin Yin, you are so cute."
After the expression on Yin Yin's face changed seven or eight times, he finally squeezed out, "Linglong, you are so annoying."
Linglong smiled, reached out and took Yin Yin into his arms, and said softly, "Well, I just hate it."
After Linglong finished speaking, he kissed Yin Yin's lips again, as if it was the most delicious candy in the world, and he couldn't get enough of it. Yin Yin was out of breath from being kissed, Linglong finally left Yin Yin's mouth and asked softly, "Yin Yin, is there any discomfort?"
Yin Yin blushed and buried his head in Linglong's chest, shaking his head almost invisible,
Linglong's hand on Yin Yin's waist tightened, and the smile in his eyes became stronger and stronger, "Yin Yin, you are already mine."
Yin Yin: "…"
You don't need to say it out loud!
Linglong lowered his head and kissed the top of Yin Yin's head, "Yin Yin, let me take you to meet my parents today."
Yin Yin was stunned, and looked up at Linglong blankly, "Your... parents?"
God, what should I do if I want to see my parents-in-law! ! !
Seemingly aware of the nervousness of the person in his arms, Linglong took a sip on Yin Yin's forehead, "It doesn't matter, they have all passed away."
Yin Yin's eyes flashed, and she hugged Linglong tightly, as if to comfort him. Linglong stroked Yin Yin's tangled long hair, and said with a small smile, "Okay, get up first."
Linglong dressed Yin Yin, combed her hair, washed briefly, and then summoned the maid to pass the meal. After drinking a bowl of hot porridge, Yin Yin felt his whole body warmed up.
Linglong wrapped Yin Yin tightly, with a furry fox fur around her neck, and finally didn't forget to put a big cloak on her. After sizing up Yin Yin, who looked like a ball, Linglong was finally satisfied.
He picked up Yin Yin on the chair and walked out the door. Yin Yin struggled in his arms for a while, blushing and said: "You... you let me down, I can go by myself."
Linglong glanced at her and said with a chuckle, "Can you move around?" The only doting hot wife, the bestial soldier
Yin Yin's face turned red more thoroughly with a "swoosh".
It was snowing heavily outside the window, Linglong did not open an umbrella, but wrapped Yin Yin tightly, only revealing a pair of eyes. Yin Yin buried his face in Linglong's chest and listened to the "huhu" wind in his ears, as well as the heartbeat from Linglong's heart.
"Linglong," Yin Yin's voice came from Linglong's chest in a muffled voice, "Am I even marrying you like this?"
"Yeah." Linglong's voice sounded above Yin Yin's head, Yin Yin felt a little hot in her ears, she really... married a male god!
One day she must find time to go to the temple to repay her vows.
"Yin Yin, are you cold?" Linglong asked in the cold wind, and it passed into Yin Yin's ears.
"It's not cold." Yin Yin rubbed against Linglong's chest. Thinking of last night, Yin Yin was full of regrets. She was the only one who was eaten and wiped clean, and she didn't see anything!
Whether it's Linglong's strong chest or beautiful eight-pack abs!
She is not reconciled! Not reconciled!
However, she only dared to take advantage of Linglong when he was wearing clothes, and after taking off his clothes... she burst into tears.
Yin Yin didn't remember how long they had walked before they came to a small hillside.
Two tombstones stood side by side on the hillside. Linglong hugged Yin Yin, stepped on the white snow under his feet, and walked towards the tombstone step by step.
There was no lettering on the tombstone, but a thick layer of snow covered it.
"Yinyin, can you stand up?" Linglong looked at Yin Yin in his arms.
"I can!" Yin Yin shouted out this sentence in a bit of annoyance. Linglong smiled and put Yin Yin down.
Yin Yin looked at the two tombstones in front of him and asked, "Is this your parents' tombstone?"
Linglong stepped forward and swept the snow off the tombstone, "It's not my parents, it's our parents."
Yin Yin's face flushed red, and she stood there awkwardly. After thinking for a while, she stepped forward to help Linglong sweep the snow off the tombstone.
"No need." Linglong held Yin Yin's fair hand, "Just stand on the side, don't freeze."
Yin Yin waved his arm proudly and said to Linglong, "It's okay, I'll help you."
Linglong covered Yin Yin's hand and smiled ambiguously, "You are very weak now and cannot be frozen."
Yin Yin: "…"
Linglong is really... so annoying!
Yin Yin looked at Linglong who was cleaning the tombstone next to him, and asked softly, "Linglong, you... how did our parents pass away?"
Linglong's eyelashes trembled, and she whispered: "My father is a martial arts idiot, who is called Jade-faced Shura in all corners of the world. The most he has done in his life is to practice martial arts and find people to compete. If you are too obsessed with one thing, you will be obsessed. My father is like this. He constantly pursues higher martial arts, and finally starts to become obsessed. Once when he fell ill, he was attacked by an enemy family.” Red Mansions Xinmeng
Yin Yin frowned and asked, "Where's the mother?"
"My mother..." Linglong's eyes looking at the tombstone became somewhat obscure, "she committed suicide when she knew that my father died."
Yin Yin's heart was suddenly stinged, she held Linglong's hand and called softly, "Linglong."
Linglong took her hand back and smiled at her, "I'm fine, I took my revenge many years ago."
Yin Yin: "…"
She suddenly didn't know what to say, should she really be Linglong? It's been dark all the way since I was young.
"I started collecting information to find the group of people who attacked my father." Linglong squeezed Yin Yin's little hand, "Remember what I said, Liu Ruoxi saved me?"
"Yeah." Yin Yin nodded.
"That time, I was seriously injured when I went to take revenge. Fortunately, I met Liu Ruoxi."
"Oh." Yin Yin's heart suddenly felt uncomfortable.
Linglong smiled, approached Yin Yin, and whispered in her ear, "If I died at that time, I wouldn't be able to meet you."
"Humph!" Yin Yin turned his head to hide his flushed face.
Linglong hugged Yin Yin's waist and picked her up from the snow, "Okay, the main thing today is to let them see you. It's too cold outside, let's go back early."
"Well..." Yin Yin put his arms around Linglong's neck and secretly kissed him on the face. Yin Yin's hair brushed against Linglong's face, making him itchy. Linglong chuckled a few times and pinched Yin Yin's small waist wrapped in a bucket, "Be good, don't make trouble."
Yin Yin looked up at Linglong, and after a long time, he whispered, "Linglong, I had a very strange dream."
"What dream?"
"I dreamed that I went to another world, where I'm not Yin Yin, they all call me Lin Xin'er, and it's so different from here."
"Why is it different?"
"There are a lot of things there that are not here. There is a thing called a mobile phone. It can contact the person you are looking for at once, much faster than flying pigeons! Also, there are cars there, which are much more comfortable than carriages. That's right! By the way, there is still a plane. If you take a plane, you can get there from Yinjiazhuang to the capital in an hour!"
"so smart?"
"Yes, it's amazing!" Yin Yin nodded, "but... I don't like it there."
Linglong glanced at Yin Yin in his arms, and then turned his eyes to the distance, "Why?"
"Because you're not there."
Rao is Linglong, who has always been indifferent, and was moved by Yin Yin's words. He sighed, lowered his head and placed a kiss on Yin Yin's forehead, "It's just a dream, don't worry about it."
"Yeah." Yin Yin looked at Linglong's amber eyes and smiled unconsciously.
When they went back, the snow was much smaller than when they came. Linglong shook the snow on each other and ordered someone to make a pot of hot tea.
Today is New Year's Eve, and there is a beaming scene in the capital, especially the cobwebs.
The red lanterns of yesterday have not been plucked yet. Today, the little brothers of Cobweb have bought a lot of cannonballs and come back, saying that they want to keep the year old.
In the evening, Linglong sat in the yard with Yin Yin in his arms, watching the fireworks blooming one by one in the sky.
The colorful purple and red, compared to the spring flowers, are not inferior.
Yin Yin broke off a piece of orange and fed it into his mouth, eating with relish. "Well, it's so sweet, Linglong, you can try it too." Yin Yin held a piece of orange and put it to Linglong's mouth.
Linglong opened his mouth, swallowed the orange whole, and licked Yin Yin's fingertips. Yin Yin's face flushed again, Linglong smiled and lowered his head to kiss Yin Yin's lips.
Yin Yin twisted and twisted restlessly in Linglong's arms, Linglong frowned slightly and let go of Yin Yin's mouth, "Yin Yin, don't move."
"Huh?" Yin Yin raised his head and felt the subtle changes in Linglong's body, Yin Yin's face became more and more rosy.
The corners of Linglong's mouth raised a shallow arc, and she leaned into Yin Yin's ear and said, "If you have always been so enthusiastic, you will be the one who can't bear it."
Yin Yin was so ashamed that he wanted to find a piece of tofu to kill him, and as if venting his anger, he stuffed the whole orange into Linglong's hand.
Linglong smiled and put the orange in his hand on the snow, got up and carried Yin Yin into the house.
The author has something to say: thanks in advance
First thanks to maomao for throwing a mine~~
The meat that the author wrote yesterday was really disgusted T^T
And it keeps dropping T^T
The author is so sad T^T
It's already very good to sleep without bin Laden in the nest!
The author is an innocent girl who is only 17 years old!
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The author decided to fight the meat again tomorrow!
Lock text or something, who is afraid! ! ╭(╯^╰)╮
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Actually, I'm afraid.