Chapter 492
Happy time, always in a hurry, in the twinkling of an eye, is already in the afternoon, dusk, a rain, suddenly.
Two people are walking on the main road of the square, surprised by the sudden rain.
When Lin Xiangxiang remembered that he wanted to find a place to shelter from the rain, the man suddenly put two palms on her small head.
The broad male palm can easily cover her small face.
"Feng Yu..." Such a romantic scene, let Lin miss heart.
In fact, such a light rain, as long as you don't care, it is harmless.
But the man's subconscious hand to cover for her, but let the rain, with strong feelings.
Feng Yu thin lips gently: "let's go, go there to take shelter from the rain!"
Miss Lin found out that he took away his hand and grasped her wrist instead. They ran quickly in the rain.
In the center of the square, there are several pavilions. At the moment, there are many people hiding inside.
Miss Lin leans against Feng Yu. Suddenly, a little girl cries.
The little girl is only two years old. She is very cute. In her big eyes, tears of grievance keep falling.
Her mother squatted down and kept coaxing her.
This scene is warm-hearted, and suddenly makes Lin miss want to have a child. If it's her and Feng Yu's child, will it be so lovely and sprouting?
In fact, it's not only miss Lin's eyes that keep staring at the little girl, but Feng Yu also looks at her more.
Ever since he and Lin missed each other, he has been working hard to create human beings.
But obviously, for now, there is no good news.
"Feng Yu, let me ask you something..." Lin Xiangxiang stands in the back position, Feng Yu blocks in front of her, some of the rain coming in directly falls on his broad shoulder, which may be the interpretation of shelter from the wind and rain.
I'd rather let the rain fall on my body than wet my lover's eyes.
Feng Yu bowed her head and coagulated her delicate white face. She was curious: "what's the matter?"
Miss Lin's two little hands hung on his side and suddenly squeezed tightly. His voice was a little difficult: "if I really can't have a baby. Will you still want me? "
Feng Yu Mou color tiny Zheng, some inconceivable looking at her: "why want to these?"
Lin Xiangxiang's eyes were slightly sour. He bowed his head, tears swirling in his eyes, and his voice was not stable: "I don't know why I want to think, but I'm just afraid I checked some information on the Internet and said that many women now have symptoms of infertility. I suspect I am also... "
"Miss, if you have time to think about these, you might as well think about me more." Feng Yu teased her gently.
"I'm serious about telling you this. Can you also answer me seriously, so that I can have a psychological preparation." Lin miss see Feng Yu don't take her words seriously, is more anxious red eyes.
"It won't happen at all if you want to be psychologically prepared." Feng Yu took a playful attitude and blamed her seriously.
"Ah..." Miss Lin raised his head and looked at Feng Yu's eyes.
In his eyes, there is an enchanting brilliance, shining, just like the gem under the starry sky.
Some people nearby are communicating in f language, so no one can understand their conversation.
This makes Lin miss nothing more. She leans her head lightly on his arms, and her inner uneasiness gradually dissipates.
Feng Yu stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly.
"Miss, the child will come, but also about fate, can only say that we and his fate has not arrived." Feng Yu comforted her gently.
"Well, I know!" She replied in a dull voice, and then said pitifully, "I really hope our fate with our children will come soon."
"Our little angel, if you hear your sincere prayer, maybe you will come to us soon." Feng Yu made fun of her, as innocent as a child.
Miss Lin couldn't help but chuckle: "it's really contradictory. Last time I was in the hospital, I was really afraid to be pregnant. Now I'm pleading here again. It must be that I'm not sincere enough to move God, so he didn't care about my wishes."
"Then I'll pray. I'm more sincere than you." Feng Yu laughed in a low voice.
"Well!" Two people said whispers between lovers, the distance between the hearts, has been closer and closer, almost intertwined.
Suddenly, a mobile phone rings.
Lin Xiangxiang quickly broke away from Feng Yu's arms and took out his mobile phone for a look.
"It's my cousin. I'll answer it!" After Lin finished, he answered.
Lin Zimeng's tone was a little anxious: "missing, missing, where are you? Come to me quickly
"What's the matter?" Miss Lin, seeing that she was so anxious, became anxious.
"The cold always comes!" Lin Zimeng's voice was a little flustered."Is Leng Yaochen here? When? "
"I don't know. Maybe it was last night. I just arrived at the airport and called to ask where I was. I must have come to see you." Lin Zimeng finished his speech at one go.
"Oh, I see. Send your address and I'll come to you." Miss Lin hung up the phone, turned his head, and looked at Shangfeng Yu's lost eyes.
Lin Xiangxiang was a little weak. He pulled his eyebrow and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I don't know why Leng Yaochen came here?"
"So you're going to see him now?" Feng Yu's voice could not hide his jealousy.
"Otherwise, if I disappear, he will blame my cousin. I can't let her carry the pot for me." Miss Lin is also urgent at the moment, and she knows that Lin Zimeng has done too much for her, she can't betray her.
"Well, your cousins have finally become friends. You should worry about her. I'll send you there..."
"No, I'll take a taxi. I'm afraid I'll run into Leng Yaochen..."
Feng Yu looked at her anxious little face and knew that she was really at a loss.
"OK, I'll stop you. I'll follow you behind your car and make sure you arrive safely. Then I can leave safely." At present, Feng Yu is not embarrassed by her.
Lin Xiangxiang looked at him gratefully, thrust himself into his arms and took the initiative to embrace him: "Feng Yu, you are so good to me."
"Fool, you understand!" Feng Yu gently rubbed her long hair, then, two people braved the rain, went to the roadside to stop the car.
Feng Yu's car kept following her taxi until she reached the downstairs of the shopping mall where Lin Zimeng was.
As soon as Lin Xiangxiang came out of the car, he saw Lin Zimeng standing anxiously in the hall.
"Miss, thank goodness, you are here at last!" Lin Zimeng was also frightened.
"How can Leng Yaochen come?" It's hard to believe that Lin is missing. Leng Yaochen is a busy man.
Lin Zimeng rolled a white eye: "you really don't know. Of course, it's to see you and miss you. You really make peach blossom. Moreover, all the peach blossoms are precious. You want to envy me."
The source of this c𝐨ntent is fre𝒆w(e)bn(o)vel