Looking at the bright red book in his hand, and then looking back at the wedding blessings in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Xihe never imagined that he would be a married person when he woke up.
"Linlin, let's go home?" The young man carefully held her waist, always paying attention to the surrounding vehicles.
"Okay." She leaned into the man's arms.
"Go ahead!" Gouzi sneered coldly.
Xihe... was speechless. Who made her get together with Lin Mo without any control last night?
She was dragged to collect the certificate early this morning. She wanted to say why not take it slow? But looking at the other person's accusing face, she felt filled with guilt for some reason.
Then as soon as you enter and exit, you get your marriage certificate.
Xihe turned to look over and saw that the young man was lowering his head and carefully tightening her seat belt. His nose was high, his eyelashes were thick, his fluffy hair was black and fresh, and he had a faint cold fragrance on his body.
But the benefits are not without, at least from now on she no longer has to be vegetarian every day.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Lin Mo looked nervous.
"My waist is a little sore," she said softly.
Lin Mo subconsciously looked at the driver in front of him, blushed and reached out to gently knead her, and asked her to lean into his arms: "I'll knead it for you."
Xihe nodded, leaning his head on his chest, listening to the steady heartbeat gradually becoming stronger, and smiled to himself.
Sure enough, it's still different.
In the past, Lin Mo also doted on her, but with a sense of obedience that had been accumulated over time, but now his care and concern were more protective.
"Amo."
"Um?"
"Call me."
The young man's gentle expression became even gentler. He pressed the waist with his palms gently, and his mind couldn't help but flashing back to how she swayed in front of him last night, and his whole face couldn't help but blush.
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When he got home, Lin Mo carefully placed Xihe on the bed, then cut the fruits, washed the grapes and bayberries, and thoughtfully placed a fork on top, placing them within easy reach of Xihe.
Xihe lay lazily on the bed and watched him busy.
The tall young man wore a bear apron with a serious look on his face, worried about her needs, and would come to see her from time to time while cooking.
"Linlin, I've made chicken soup for you, do you want to try it first?" The rich chicken soup was still steaming, and the young man looked attentive.
"Amo, I want to feed you~"
Then Xihe was served and finished eating without moving a finger, and his face, hands and feet were wiped clean.
When she went to bed at night, she hugged the young man's arms, spread her long hair on the bed, and slept on his arm all night.
"Is it numb?"
It was getting dark, so she got up and went to the bathroom, and found the young man shaking his arms secretly.
Because he has been working on construction sites all year round, the muscles on his body have the beauty of strength, smooth lines, and glowing with honey under the light. Xihe couldn't help but swallow.
"I'll give you a squeeze."
She stepped forward and started rubbing it for him without any explanation, but the strength was so small that it was almost like tickling him.
"No, Linlin, I'm fine. Are you sleepy or not? Do you want to rest?" Lin Mo was so kind and embarrassed to refuse, but her whole face turned red from her pinch.
"I'm not sleepy. Amo, do you want to wash up?" Seeing Lin Mo nodding, he immediately followed behind.
"Would you like to take a shower? Come on, I'll turn on the hot water for you." He said and turned on the water heater very diligently.
Lin Mo...
He walked in silently, and the relatively spacious bathroom became crowded in an instant.
After a while, warm water poured down from the top of her head, and the two of them became wet drowned rats in an instant. Lin Mo stepped forward and gently wiped the water droplets on her face, and mist gradually rose around her.
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After it was over, Xihe lay lazily on the bed and watched the young man neatly dressed sitting at the desk reading a book.
His expression is serious and sharp-edged.
Mensao!
Smiling and uttering these two words, Xihe sank into the quilt and fell asleep.
The dewdrops in the morning gradually disappeared under the sunlight. Today is a sunny day.
