Chapter 451

Her heart started beating again uncontrollably, Lin Xia held the phone tightly in her hand, said nothing, and looked a little strange.

Hu Lin laughed out loud, and looked at her strangely: "Is it your boyfriend? Tell me the truth!"

Boy friend……

Lin Xia moved her stiff face, but just stuffed the phone into the bag.

"It seems that it is a boyfriend. You said you have a boyfriend before, but I have never seen it. Why don't you take a moment and let me meet?" Hu Lin looked curious: "I want to Let's see which man successfully tamed my little Xia!"

Lin Xia frowned, her heart was beating too fast, and she slowly and perfunctorily said, "That's ordinary people."

"What an ordinary person, the man who can tame my Xiaoxia must not be an ordinary person! Our Xiaoxia can go from the kitchen to the living room. She is a perfect wife and mother. If he dares to bully you, I will definitely punish her!" Hu Lin said. She had a righteous face, as if she was afraid that she would be bullied by others!

This kind of Hu Lin made Lin Xia feel more self-blame and guilt, and felt unable to face it.

Perhaps Hu Lin was really sleepy, and fell asleep lying on the table after a short fuss.

Slightly relieved, Lin Xia took off her coat and covered Hu Lin. She wanted to treat Hu Lin as well as she could.

After a long time, she took out her mobile phone, and she just said a simple and capable sentence - antique girl, make braised steak this afternoon!

Staring at the text message, Lin Xia's chest felt tight for a while, because of such a simple matter, he sent a text message on purpose?

I went to the hospital at noon. My mother looked fine and was in a good mood. There was an LCD screen in the ward, and opera was playing. She listened with a smile on her face.

"Where did it come from?" Lin Xia asked suspiciously.

The other patients in the ward stared at Lin Xia enviously: "A group of men in suits sent them, saying they were your friends."

"Yes, Xiaoxia, this LCD screen is really easy to use. There are all kinds of operas in it, all of which my mother has never heard before. Your friend is really caring. Thank you for my mother. I didn't expect that our family Xiaoxia is still so good. My dear friend." Qin Zhilan smiled.

Lin Xia was at a loss, and then thought about it again. He seemed to understand something, and his heart moved slightly.

Seeing the lights on upstairs from downstairs, Pei Yifeng stretched lazily, feeling a strange feeling like fog boiling in his heart.

"There is tea on the table." Lin Xia glanced at Pei Yifeng who walked in.

Pei Yifeng was taken aback for a moment, a strange light flashed in his eyes, he picked up the tea on the table and drank it down.

Although the autumn night is not cold, it is still a bit cool, and a cup of hot tea is a bit warm, and I suddenly feel that this feels good.

"Antique girl, don't you have red wine? Tea is not as good as red wine..."

Hearing this, Lin Xia frowned and glanced at him: "You can go back to your apartment and drink your fill!"

Pei Yifeng raised his eyebrows, shrugged his shoulders lazily, moved his long legs, and walked towards the bathroom: "Antique girl, I'm going to take a shower, you find me pajamas."

The antique woman really wanted to drive him away all the time, but he thought, would he let her do what she wanted?

Lin Xia has never seen such a free person in other people's homes, but for the sake of him sending the LCD screen to his mother, she still went to the bedroom to help him get his pajamas.

When I went to the kitchen again, I heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. I turned around and took a look at the bathroom, only closing the glass door inside.

Through the glass door, the man's tall and muscular body swayed faintly...

The blush on Lin Xia's face couldn't help but deepened, as if two flames were burning, she walked into the kitchen quickly, and she started to make dinner.

A moment later, Pei Yifeng walked into the kitchen with only a towel wrapped around his waist. He had a slender and muscular body, broad shoulders, hips, and a perfect inverted triangle. He was strong and powerful, as handsome as Apollo.

"Not yet?" Pei Yifeng leaned forward, staring at the movements in her hands.

Lin Xia's face was burning hot, she lowered her eyes, as if thinking of something, she pushed his body back: "Don't lean over, your hair is still dripping!"

Pei Yifeng curled up his thin lips, chuckled lazily a few times, got up, and left.

After dinner, Lin Xia was washing the dishes, while Pei Yifeng was lazily leaning on the sofa watching TV, his eyes narrowed, a little bored.

After a long time, Lin Xia said slowly: "Thank you today."

"Thank you for what?" Pei Yifeng asked knowingly.

"Thank you for the LCD screen." She lowered her head and rinsed the foam off her hands with water.

Today, the antique girl still looks like a human being, and she finally said something that looked like a human being, and she felt at ease listening to it.

Pei Yifeng smiled softly, in a happy mood, physically and mentally, turned around and walked into the room.

Lin Xia went to get the clothes, but was surprised to see when the bed was replaced by a big bed, which was luxurious and big enough.

"When did you change the bed?"

"Noon." Pei Yifeng put on his pajamas in front of Lin Xia without any scruples.

Lin Xia frowned: "How did you get in?"

There was only one key on the door of the room, and it was in her hand. How did he come in and change the bed?

"Change the lock." Pei Yifeng said it as a matter of course.

"Then why does my key still work?"

"It's the old lock." Pei Yifeng was wearing silver-gray pajamas, with his sexy collarbone exposed.

Lin Xia had nothing to say, and picked up the clothes she had changed, then walked out of the room and went to the bathroom to wash the clothes.

Pei Yifeng thinks that the antique girl is really incomprehensible, she doesn't have the slightest charm at all.

At this time like now, it's basically just talking about love, and then doing something meaningful, what kind of clothes to wash?

Snorting coldly, he also rolled up his clothes, walked to the bathroom, and placed them directly in front of the antique woman: "We washed them together."

The movement in his hands stopped, Lin Xia raised his head, stared at him, and questioned: "You still wear a piece of clothing?"