Wedding Pet (MTL)

53

From small to big, just as Lin Yufeng rejected her approach for the first time, this was the first time Lin Yufeng beat her.

The strength in that hand was greater than imagined, but in an instant, Lin Xingqing was actually suffering from a hot pain, but Lin Xingqing did not cover it up, leaving the white face slightly red and swollen in the blink of an eye, clear palm print At this moment it seems a bit shocking.

Rain, thunder, lightning ...

"Dad, is that really disgusting me ..."

I just like the same sex, but it is still Lin Xingqing, still the same as before.

Lin Xingqing's lips twitched several times, but the words couldn't be said anymore. His long hair was scattered, but he was standing almost so stubbornly, looking at Lin Yufeng.

The sharp emotions seemed to be as the slap dissipated, Lin Yufeng ’s face was still pale, and his gaze swept to the slap mark on Lin Xingqing ’s face, his hands shook slightly, and his chest fell under a sharp extreme voltage. But he didn't say anything. He squeezed his red lips extremely hard, his face pale, his straight back step by step away from Lin Xingqing.

No, don't go.

My heart was like a child crying.

But Lin Xingqing just bit her lip so hard. The fingers she had gripped before were overstretched at this moment, and the condensed wound had a little blood bead flowing down, drenched in her hand, and dampened the dry blood stains. With unspeakable uncomfortable meaning.

Take off shoes, lie flat, cover, slightly sideways, quilt covered the back tightly, from the moment he left, Lin Yufeng never spoke again, the back turned body made Lin Xingqing unable to see the forest Yufeng any expression.

It's cold.

Perhaps it was too much rain outside, so much bleaching, too much damp breath, Lin Xingqing's body trembling slightly.

"father."

She and Lin Yufeng can talk about nothing.

She never worried about making mistakes in front of Lin Yufeng.

Lin Yufeng is the best dad in the world.

That was something she was extremely sure of and extremely proud of, but at this moment, apart from this sentence, Lin Xingqing found that she didn't know what else she could say.

"I'm tired. If nothing else, you can go."

For a long time, when Lin Xingqing was almost desperate, the voice of Lin Yufeng came again. The low voice could not hear the slightest emotion. It seemed like she was exhausted, and it seemed like she was extremely disappointed with her.

Lin Xingqing's dark eyelashes trembled vigorously, and there seemed to be a teardrop condensation room in her eyes. She pressed the teardrop down firmly and exhaled deeply.

"Okay, Dad, then I will come to see you tomorrow. You take good care of yourself."

The voice was a little dumb, but in the end he swallowed back his choked voice.

"I don't need you to come and see me before you think about it!"

Lin Yufeng turned his head violently in such a posture, not knowing whether it was a white face, so that his eyes were black to the extreme, and there was no shadow of Lin Xingqing there, only a kind of nearly sharp anger With sadness.

That expression will always be sharper than the sharp knife, because it comes from her most confident, proud, and kind father.

"Dad ... you know, I don't look at you every day, I don't worry."