The movie star's dumb little milk bag

Xie Lin squatted beside the sofa, his eyes lingering on every inch of Xia You's skin. Xia You's skin was very fair, and her chin was pointed. It may be because of her pregnancy. The already gentle appearance was even more gentle. .

Adolescent Xie Lin and Fu Zhiyan had similar personalities, irritable and bad-tempered. Later, he met Xia You. Xia You often went to the library when he was free, or wrote papers in a cafe with a computer. He was quiet all over, as if Time goes slower with him.

Xie Lin's temper was slowly tempered by Xia You, and the two of them had never had a single quarrel in the eight years they were together.

In the past few years after returning to China, Xie Lin tried his best to avoid contact between Tang Li and Xia You, and every time he tried his best to protect Xia You, and even contradicted Tang Li several times for him, so even if Xia You was wronged, he never told him.

It is such a good Xia You, who will be humiliated by Tang Li in every possible way just because he was born in an ordinary family.

"Hmm..." Xia You lay down for a long time, and moved his body uncomfortably.

Xie Lin quickly put his hands on Xia You's waist, and asked softly, "Are you awake?"

Xia You opened his eyes and saw Xie Lin squatting on the carpet. His tall and tall figure was shrunk aggrievedly between the sofa and the coffee table.

"Why are you squatting here? When did you come back?" Xia You sat up with his arms propped up, "Have you eaten yet? There is beef stewed in the casserole. I'll go heat it up."

Xie Lin helped him to sit up, put the blanket on Xia You's lap, and pressed his body slightly with his hands: "You wait, I'll get it done."

A faint aroma wafted from the kitchen. Xia You seldom cooks, and Xie Lin was reluctant to let him cook no matter how busy he was. At this time, the white casserole was bubbling, and his lover was sitting in the living room behind him. , Schelling suddenly understood the meaning of "home".

After Fu Zhiyan left for a while, the driver brought Uncle Chen over. Hearing the sound of the car, Yuan Qiao hurried downstairs.

Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu had just returned from a walk in the garden. As soon as they entered the living room through the back door, they saw a small figure running down in a hurry.

"Oh, baby, slow down!" Grandma Fu hurriedly called out.

Yuan Qiao stopped immediately, looked at Grandma Fu and smiled embarrassedly.

At this time, Uncle Chen also entered the door, and Yuan Qiao stretched her neck to look behind him. Sure enough, behind him was Fatty. There was a cage hanging from the metal arm of Big Fatty, and there was a little milk dog inside.

Yuan Qiao's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Puppy!"

My brother really didn't lie to him, he really asked for a puppy for him!

Uncle Chen pretended to be annoyed: "I don't even say hello when I see Uncle Chen, but just take care of the dog!"

Yuan Qiao immediately felt embarrassed again, walked over to Uncle Chen, and took the initiative to take the box in Uncle Chen's hand.

"Forget it, forget it, I'm just kidding you," Chen Bo said with a smile, "I told you to carry the suitcase, with your small body, you will blame me again when the time comes, all right, all right, go and play with Big Fatty. "

Yuan Qiao nodded happily, took the cage off the big fat body, and suddenly realized that this was Mrs. Fu's home. He looked back at Mrs. Fu, fearing that the old man would disagree, he raised the cage high with one hand, and One pointed to the puppy inside.