Ling Xiaoya said without expression, "well."


    "My wife, we haven''t been together like this for a long time, have we?" Zhang Xingyun euphemistically expressed her own meaning.


    "Let me see. When you come back, don''t you massage me? It''s not long. It''s only two weeks. " Ling Xiaoya seriously thought about it and gave him a straight answer.


    Zhang Xingyun has a black line on her face. Who wants to know when the last time was!


    What he wants to know is whether there can be further development now. Who wants you to answer the question so seriously?


    it''s hard to pretend that she is injured and there is no one in the infirmary. It''s a good day and it''s difficult for people to make up for it...


    Zhang Xingyun''s eyes fall on Ling Xiaoya. She always looks at her uniform and small suit, White shirt, plus not short skirt.


    Although very good-looking, but the same will also be visual fatigue.


    Maybe it''s because she''s going to school. She''s wearing loose T-shirt with delicate collarbone on it, tight Leggings underneath and canvas shoes on her feet. Zhang Xingyun can''t move her eyes in every place.


    Slender legs, set in front of Zhang Xingyun, how can he calm down?


    "Wife, do you know what those little lovers do when they are together?" Zhang Xingyun thinks it is necessary to teach his wife who has no sentiment.


    "Shopping, watching movies, eating delicious food."


    "What do you do at home after all these outings?" Zhang Xingyun is like a wolf with a big tail, abducting her little red riding hood step by step.


    "At home?" Ling Xiaoya pauses a little and makes a state of thinking.


    Zhang Xingyun looks at Ling Xiaoya with full face expectation, which is just one step away.


    "I don''t know. I work at home, too." Ling Xiaoya said helplessly.


    Zhang Xingyun''s face, which she had expected to look forward to, collapsed in an instant, and said, "my wife, you know your job."


    Seeing Zhang Xingyun''s sad face, Ling Xiaoya tried to resist her smile and asked, "what do you say you should do?"


    Zhang Xingyun can only chat up and say, "nothing..." she has a long way to go to teach her wife...


    just after thinking about it, Zhang Xingyun suddenly feels that her face is slightly cool and soft. Although it is like a dragonfly skimming the water, it makes her feel like a spring breeze.


    Zhang Xingyun raised her head in surprise and looked at her wife with burning eyes.


    Ling Xiaoya''s small face a little red, "I''m going to have a meeting right now, you stay good, I''ll go back to the company first."


    With that, he walked out of the infirmary with a little fluster.


    Zhang Xingyun touched Ling Xiaoya''s kiss with her hand. This is his wife. Zhang Xingyun looked at Luo Qingyu curiously, "doctor Qingyu, how did you cry?"


    I remember she was out to answer the phone, how come back to become like this? Is something wrong?


    "No, I didn''t cry." Luo light language some stiff squeeze out a smile from the corner of the mouth, walked to his desk, casually installed his own things, is obviously absent-minded.


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