My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

Furniture Old House.

Night deep quiet.

Just, no matter whether you sleep in the boss of the second floor, the national celebrities and the three-year-old country have two people, or sleep in the first floor of the three sister Fang Zhilian, no one is really asleep.

In a room on the second floor, the National Day quietly sat up from the bed, put on clothes, went to the window, looked at the window.

In the dark night of the country, there is no city's neon light, and there is a dark window, and I can't see it.

"Is it?"

After the National Day, he sounded his wife's inquiry. He turned his head and looked at Song Yan. "You didn't fall asleep?"

Song Yan was sitting up with clothes, back to the bed, sighed, quietly said: "Xiaoyao will go, I am a poker, I am sleeping."

"I used to be reluctant to have my son. Now I have to pay my wife?"

Fang Guoqing can't help but laugh.

"The daughter-in-law is so embarrassed, even your old man likes, I certainly don't reluct her."

Song Yan looked at the National Day and suddenly said:

"I know that you are thinking about the scorpion, in addition to the Spring Festival, our Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival and New Year's Day come to see your parents, don't you do?"

"Okay, good!" Fang Guoqing wake up, and looked at it.

Song Yan said with him: "Look at you, don't know that it is I stopped you, you will go back to my hometown!"

Fang Guoqing loudly: "Yes, I blame my old man to be bad for you, now he and my mother are old, two elderly people are in such a remote place, no one has a scorpion know."

"Ugh."

Song Yan also sighed: "I will call Mom too later."

"Don't Mom not use mobile phones?" Fang Nationalqing was amazed.

"Xiao Yao has just chopped Mom to call, you see, you, have not yet daughter-in-law!"

Song Yan started to count my husband again.

Fang Guoqing naturally not poked it is Song Yan, but I can't stand by my heart, and I can't come with Fang Zhu Lian, so I have never willing to contact Mountain City.

However, this time, he suddenly found ...

Parents are really old.

And in addition to the Spring Festival of the Spring Festival, he didn't care about his parents.

In fact, there is a distance between people and people never decided by distance.

Fang Guoqing returned to bed and raised his hand to take his wife's shoulder, suddenly some fear:

"You said that we will wait for us to be old, winning between men, Xiaole and us will be like me like me?"

"You must not have, Xiao Yao is so sensible, the bear is also a masterpiece, no."

Song Yan took a husband, "Don't talk!" Then he also held his husband's waist.

However, it is probably a teacher recently blessed, and Ms. Song discovered that her arms had not been able to ring her husband's waist. She suspected to push the other party.

Fang Guoqing did a cough, slightly, he was very embarrassed: "Sleep."

The two lay down, in the dark, Song Yan suddenly asked: "You said that Xiaole and Xiao Yao will spend the way to friends outside."

At present, Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao are only limited to the brothers and sisters of Song family and Song family. Fang Xiaole also explained the parents, with Lin Yao's current identity, the two will have a lot of things.

"That may have to look at them, I have been married for a long time, marriage must be announced." Fang Guoqing.

"Then they have been married for a long time?" Song Yan's eyes began to shine.

"You are less idle, the son is big, he has an inch, and if you don't scare another small Yau."

Fang Guoqing reminded him, yet yet: "Sleep."

"Hey!" Song Yan snorted, seeing her husband no longer talking, she had to hear Xiaoyao to call Xiao Yao with a day. The dream of sleeping.

......

In a room next door, Lin Yao and Fang Music have not fell asleep.

Inscidentally, both people have dressed in their own, and they have not been prepared to sleep at all.

Shortly after dinner, Zhang Bo, Hong Sanshi and Zhao Wei left, Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao and they got about Meet tomorrow.

In the morning, Lin Yaohui and Zhao Hao have returned to Kyoto, and Fang Xiaole will return to the cloud.

After the Spring Festival, the two have to start their work.

At the beginning of March, when the "my family, when I started recording, the two can meet again, but also dating in the program.

However, in this time, both people have no time to consider behind.

Because they will sleep in the same bed for the first time.

Originally, Xiaole is planning to sleep like a lighthouse, let Fang Shengnan and Lin Yao sleep together, and you will sleep with Xionganou.

But under the eyes of our grandmother, the two had to nod to promise the same sleep.

"I, I change clothes."

Lin Yao whispered.

"Okay, then I turned."

Fang Xiaole is busy.

In fact, he and Lin Yao have not broken through the last obstacle, there is something that the couple should do.

But now this situation, I don't know how, I always feel a bit unnatural.

"It doesn't matter ... you will pass the lamp."

Lin Yao whispered.

"Well, then I turn off the light."

Fang Xiaole went to the door and closed the lamp.

The house is in dark.

The room sounds in the room.

Damn!

Suddenly, Lin Yao shouted, and then he sounded.

"what happened?"

Fang Xiaole hurriedly walked over, but the light is too dark, only can't see a beautiful figure outline station before the bed.

"No, it's okay, I accidentally hit the head."

Lin Yao was softly and jealous: "Sorry, husband, I am stupid."

"That one......"

Fang Xiaole asked: "It is a bit too dark, are you not seeing?"

Lin Yao's little answer: "Um ..."

Fang Xiaole licked his lips, hesitated, finally asked: "If you don't, I will help you."

"Ah?" Lin Yao probably did not think that he would say this, there is no reaction.

"That, forget it, still open the light, I turn over."

Fang Xiaole is busy.

It is said that you will go to the door of the door.

"and many more."

Lin Yao suddenly shouted.

Fang Xiaole stopped and looked back at the vague beauty.

"You, you, you can help me."

Lin Yao is like a mosquito, but in the quiet late night, her voice is very clear into Fang Xiaole's ears.

"it is good."

Fang Xiaole's voice is also a bit shaking, slowly moved to the body.

Take it, whispered: "That ... first pick up clothes or pants?"

"Pants, pants."

Lin Yao low his head and couldn't see the expression.

Fang Xiaole's hand stretched down, hit her hand, surprised: "How is your hand so hot?"

"Nothing, a little hot, here, here."

Lin Yao loudly answered a sentence, raised his hand to grabbed his hands and stretched it in the direction of his jeans button.