1671. Chapter 1671 My heart is too small to hold your big weapon
"Lose weight?" Lingyin felt distressed when he heard this: "Why do you want to lose weight? You are already very thin. Is it for beauty? In fact, you are already very good-looking and you are not a woman. Why are you so thin? You should eat more!"
I have no appetite and can’t eat! It’s tasteless! I want to eat steak! Will I tell you the truth and then let you laugh at me?
He looked at Lingyin again and saw that he seemed to have lost a little weight, so he immediately responded sarcastically: "You have lost weight yourself!"
Lingyin's brows were full of teasing: "I want to lose weight because I miss you so much. There is an old Chinese saying: the clothes get wider and you will never regret it, but you will become haggard because of your clothes. Is this the same for you?"
A man who talks sweetly is definitely full of tricks.
This young master will never be confused by questioning shells!
A hint of sweetness arose in Huahua's heart, but she hummed: "Oh, I'm different from you. I don't have anyone to think about. It's just to lose weight. Don't think too much about it."
"Do you really miss me, Huahua?" Lingyin held his hand. Because the driver was a very loyal person, he didn't shy away from speaking in the car at all, "Not at all? How could that upset your mind?"
Huahua ignored him this time, didn't throw her hand away, she just stared at him.
Lingyin fully accepted his anger, and his voice was low but full of longing. He said seriously: "Huahua, I miss you, I really do."
His hands were very warm, and the warmth from his fingertips spread to Huahua's fingers. Huahua's heart, which had been empty for some reason, was filled with just this warmth.
Without thinking, he tilted his head slightly and leaned on Lingyin's left shoulder. Lingyin adjusted his sitting position so that he could lean more comfortably. The lights outside the car were bright and it was silent inside.
Huahua was tired from all the tossing, and there was liquid in her eyes that could not be controlled and she was forced back by him.
He said: "I won't believe your nonsense. It's absolutely impossible for me to miss you anyway. It's perfectly normal for you to miss me. Many people miss me, so just keep thinking about it. Who can let me see anyone?"
People love seeing flowers and seeing flowers while driving and seeing a flat tire..."
A tough-talking guy with a fragile heart.
He closed his eyes slightly, and the familiar breath lingered in his breath. He could feel how strong the body wrapped in the shirt next to him was. He wanted to bury himself in that burning chest, but he couldn't.
Don't lose your own face.
Lingyin put her arms around his shoulders, held his hands and placed them on her knees.
He smiled and said nothing. He could feel that Huahua seemed a little different. He needed to slowly experience and ponder that feeling.
Huahua didn't know when he was upset. He sadly discovered that Lingyin seemed to be able to control his mood, including joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.
During the more than half a month since he left, her soul seemed to have been lost; now that he appeared in her own world again, Huahua found that she was suddenly complete, as if she had recovered her soul.
The heart is lost, but it is lost and found again!
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In the dark villa, the lights became brighter after the lights were turned on. The cold home was filled with warmth at some point. The warmth was not from the central air conditioner, but from the strong body beside him.
Huahua forcefully pushed the man who was changing shoes against the wall, and then, with overwhelming kisses, he attacked Lingyin fiercely.