A Fight for Love - v3 Chapter 8

Behind him, Lin Ziqi’s face secretly raised a smug smirk, and he said he would take me home! Huhu, almost unable to pretend.

As soon as he walked in, Qian Lin was forced to the root of the wall by Lin Ziqi. Looking at Lin Ziqi, who was leisurely putting his hands on his shoulders, watching the sly smile condensed at the corners of his eyes and brows, Qian Lin suddenly felt that she had a dark belly. Gone are the days of plotting others! This one can beat her one hundred or eighty!

“Sister, you patted your **** and left. Do you know how sad it is to leave me alone? I have struggled for more than half a month before I have the opportunity to wear a women’s dress and run back to see you, but you have the heart to let me squat down hungry. It’s been a long time outside the door! It’s hard to find you and you can have something to eat. You turned around without saying a word, and made me chase all the way with a flat stomach. Now I finally got home, there are only two of us, you said you should How to compensate me?”

Qian Lin was startled! What is the situation now? Is he liquidating with himself? His life in the old city is not easy, so hard that his life in the new city will be better? One day is not to count the sadness and fall asleep, which day is not to walk on the road to school with a broken heart. Those who have no conscience, just eat so little bitterness, and yell!

Qian Lin raised her eyes, and just wanted to fight back with her lips, but when she raised her head and saw that Lin Ziqi was so tired, she stood and fell asleep, her raised eyes dimmed.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked his face, using five fingers to count the vicissitudes and fatigue on it, looking at the corners of his slightly cocked mouth, his heart couldn’t help softening. Slightly tiptoe touched the slightly curled corners of the lips with his lips, and then lightly touched it like a dragonfly. However, Lin Ziqi, who had previously closed his eyes, was now looking at her with half-squinted eyes. As soon as the arms supporting the wall suddenly closed, Qian Lin was taken into his arms and pressed her head with her hand against herself, not allowing her to take a tasting and then retreat.

At this moment, Qian Lin didn’t think about struggling. She had missed this familiar embrace for more than half a month. This alluring beauty would always be remembered when she dreamed back at midnight. No matter what will happen tomorrow, let her indulge herself again today!

Grumbling… Qian Lin and Lin Ziqi were kissing in full swing, and an untimely voice resounded clearly in the quiet environment.

The two separated quickly, Lin Ziqi patted his stomach with his hand, and smiled at Qian Lin. Mental food is not enough to fill your stomach after all!

“Sister, I’m so hungry!”

Listening to this familiar sentence, Qian Lin couldn’t help but smile, still remembering that when he first appeared in front of her in the middle of the night a few months ago, she said the same sentence.

Qian Lin trembled to the kitchen. The fastest and most convenient meal was instant noodles. At this time, she would always be sincerely grateful to the person who invented instant noodles.

A full bowl of noodles all entered Lin Ziqi’s belly for a moment. He patted his slightly bulging belly and leaned back on the sofa, as if he were satisfied with the same expression as when he first met.

Qian Lin watched Lin Ziqi silently for a while, then sighed quietly, and proceeded to pack the dishes and went into the kitchen. Some people say that the person you love does not love you is the greatest grief in life, and some people say that the person who loves you does not love you is the greatest embarrassment in life, but who can say clearly, people who love each other know each other. What kind of grief and embarrassment is not being able to stay together!

Qian Lin had never thought about this problem. She had always dared to pursue it, just like with Zifeng when she believed that she liked it in her heart, she boldly took him by the hand. But now, the love in her heart for Lin Ziqi is no less than the original Zifeng, and others are sitting outside at this moment, but she dare not walk out of this kitchen, dare not look at his handsome face with melancholy vicissitudes face. She is not afraid that he does not love her. What she is most afraid of now is that he loves herself as she loves him.

This kind of grief of loving and knowing but not being able to stay together can be left to oneself to taste! Why does God have to be so cruel? They have to taste this bitter love that is close at hand but can’t embrace each other at the same time!

Lin Ziqi sat in the living room for a while, got up and walked into the kitchen quietly. Why does it take so much time to wash a bowl? His dear sister is afraid that another person is hiding in the kitchen and sentimental!

“Lin…what are you thinking? So focused!” Qian Lin felt that Lin Ziqi gently wrapped her waist from behind as usual, and her body trembled. Such intimacy actions used to be frequent when she was cooking, but now after half a month has passed, she feels it again. The taste is really sad. Today, he can still hug himself from behind like this, not knowing where others will be tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow?