There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 296. The twenty-seventh dragon scale (five)

The twenty-seventh dragon scale (five)

Feng Yabai was stunned for about ten seconds before she was shocked by Linglong who pushed the door in. Since she was discharged from the hospital, she had seen him in suits, sweaters, and pajamas, but she had never seen him dressed like this. What language should I use to describe it, a white shirt with a black vest, paired with black trousers, and all her hair combed back, Feng Yabai didn't even know that her husband was so good-looking! It's obvious that she's not in good shape yet, but now she actually has time to appreciate her husband's beauty.

Linglong pushed open the door and came in, and put down the rolled up shirt sleeves. She has wide shoulders, thin waist, narrow hips and long legs. You don't need to take off your clothes to see what a perfect male body is underneath. Mainly because Feng Yabai was pregnant and they had never done it, and she didn't know his changes, so Linglong naturally adjusted her body to look better - is there any problem? As a man, isn't it a matter of course to become handsome and strong to please women?

Put yourself in the shoes and think about it. He is a man now, and he definitely likes a woman with a slender figure and outstanding appearance. If he changes his position, a woman will also like a man with a tall and handsome face. The kind of hair loss and bald beer belly can be directly worn in summer. Will there be women who like greasy men with big pants walking around?

With his sleeves down, his hand stretched out in front of Feng Yabai naturally, meaning to ask her to help with cufflinks. Feng Yabai blinked, realized it, obediently reached out and buttoned it for him, Linglong adjusted his tie again, there was not a single fold in his clothes, and his shirt was buttoned to the top, making him look noble and elegant, and **** with abstinence.

Feng Yabai was stunned.

"Today I'm going out, so you can rest at home obediently. The housekeeping auntie will come to clean up later. You can find her if you need it. If you have anything, remember to call me, eh?"

The voice was low and gentle, and Feng Yabai's ears turned red when she heard it. She nodded her head obediently and didn't dare to say more, for fear that her bones would be brittle when she opened her mouth—in fact, she was almost unable to hold on.

It was getting cold outside, Linglong took out a gray woolen coat from the cloakroom and put it on her arm, picked up the car key, turned around and said to Feng Yabai, "I'll be back soon."

The little wife nodded obediently without asking him where he was going. She sat on the bed for a while and then slowly got out of bed. There was Linglong's breakfast on the dining table outside. Feng Yabai sat down and ate slowly. After a while, the housekeeping aunt came, and specifically told her that it was the husband who asked her to come early, so as not to let the wife's hands get wet.

While talking, I was envious and said that I had lived such a long life. It was the first time I saw a man who loves his wife like this. He said that his wife is very lucky.

Feng Yabai pursed her lips and smiled, but she didn't speak, but her heart was as sweet as honey.

Linglong said he would be back soon, and he really came back soon. It was just over two hours before the housekeeping aunt left, and he had already arrived home. The housekeeping aunt was mopping the floor, and Feng Yabai moved to open the door step by step. She didn't want to lie on the bed all the time, she wanted to move more if she could walk, and her body recovered quickly.

As soon as the door was opened, the first thing that caught the eye was a bouquet of delicate roses. Feng Yabai's heart was beating like thunder with her exquisite smiling face. She was embarrassed. The unpleasantness and sadness of life after marriage in those years, he only needed to use a A little tenderness can be completely dissipated. At this moment, Feng Yabai is like when he just fell in love, when he sees her husband, her face blushes and her heart beats.

Linglong first gave the rose to her: "I saw it on the way back, I thought it was beautiful and it was suitable for you, so I bought it."

The housekeeping aunt was envious behind her: "Mr. is so romantic!"

Feng Yabai stretched out her hand and hugged the big bouquet of roses. She was happy, moved, and a little scared. She didn't know what she was panicking about, maybe it was just panic... Such a beautiful day is just a dream.

Linglong took her by the shoulders and led her into the living room: "Aunt Wu, I also bought some cakes. You can bring some to your grandson when you go back later."

Aunt Wu lost her husband at an early age, and then her son died in an accident. Her daughter-in-law soon remarried, leaving her little grandson to be fed. Fortunately, she is not old yet, she is decent-looking, clean and diligent, and the salary from the housekeeping company is enough for her to support herself and her little grandson.

Aunt Wu wiped her hands with her apron and smiled shyly: "Why are you embarrassed then?"

"It's okay, it should be."

Feng Yabai blinked her watery eyes, looked at Aunt Wu, looked at her husband, looked at her husband, and then looked at Aunt Wu. She couldn't even recognize who the person with high emotional intelligence in front of her was... Is it really her honest and dull husband? ! Look at Aunt Wu's spring-hearted look, and when he talks to people in such a tone, which woman doesn't blush and beat her heart! Even an elderly woman!

Linglong hugged Feng Yabai and asked her to sit down on the sofa. She took off her coat and hung it on the hanger. Feng Yabai asked curiously, "Where have you been?"

About where she went, Linglong didn't plan to hide from his wife: "I'm going to resign."

Resign?

Feng Yabai's eyes widened: "You, you resigned?!"

She knows how important this job is to her mother-in-law. As a single mother, it must be very hard to raise a child, but Feng Yabai always feels that her mother-in-law is too authoritarian and paranoid, and won't allow Wen Ju to refuse. He was not allowed to say no to any of her requests, the life she had customized for Wen Ju. Therefore, when Feng Yabai, who could shake Wen Jue, appeared, Mother Wen naturally hated her, thinking that if it wasn't for this little hoof, her son would still be obedient to her.

Civil servants, iron jobs, how many people are trying to get in! But if you really get in, you have no background and no connections, that is, you are a grassroots worker, you are tired and have little money and no future. After graduating from university, Feng Yabai was dazzled by love, and followed the test. Both the husband and wife passed the test, but their life was not hard.

"I will work from home in the future, Xiaobai can't dislike me."

Feng Yabai thought of the terrible numbers in his account that were comparable to Happy Beans, the childish flat mouth, how could she have the courage to dislike him, she worked hard for a month's shift, and he was no match for his fingers that moved for a few seconds Woolen cloth.

Little face leaned on his shoulder: "It's you, don't despise me."

"Of course not." Linglong squeezed her soft cheeks, "but you have to be good and take good care of your body."

"Hmm."

The little husband and wife were like mixing oil in their honey, so Aunt Wu couldn't help laughing. She didn't bother to disturb others. Cake, a little favor and small favor, Aunt Wu is full of joy.

I chose her because of her decent personality. Linglong still doesn't like cooking. Occasionally cooking is to please the little beauty, but do you want him to cook three meals a day? Sorry for not serving.

After lunch, Linglong was ready to seriously talk to Feng Yabai about life, so she took her to the study. This is the first time that Feng Yabai has come to his new study. The decoration is very grand. There are bookshelves on all sides, filled with books from all walks of life, and two desks side by side, one with Linglong's work computer and materials. The other is just a computer.

She was a little stunned, so Linglong asked her: "I resigned, how about you?"

"Huh?"

"What do you want to do?"

Feng Yabai didn't understand, "What do I want to do?"

"Do you plan to go back to work when you're healthy?"

Feng Yabai asked, "What if?"

She's used to it in her work unit. Do you want her not to work?

"I remember you studied painting in college, why didn't you continue?"

Feng Yabai almost forgot that she used to like painting so much. She studied art in college, but because she fell in love with Wen Ju, she didn't take a major after graduation. Occupying all her time, what kind of painting, she didn't know what it was.

Feng Yabai was a little dazed when she heard her husband mention this again. Linglong held her slightly cold little hand. The miscarriage caused indelible trauma to her body. Linglong didn't want her to continue doing that job. She was short of parents and mixed with the people in the office, and there was no benefit at all. "I bought you something."

Feng Yabai followed his instructions and saw the unopened box on the ground next to the blank desk, the paint drawing tablet and the digital tablet...all used for painting, and then she was hugged into a warm embrace, accompanied by her husband Gentle voice: "There is also a studio for you at home, Xiaobai, I hope you can live a happy life."

Feng Yabai covered her mouth and started to cry. She hugged Linglong's neck tightly, "Is this all true? Am I dreaming? Can I really stop working?"

Actually, she doesn't like the atmosphere of the work unit at all. Most of her female colleagues are married and older than her, but she likes to chew their tongues when they are more than a few people. She has been mentally prepared for this all her life, but now her husband says that he wants her to be happier.

Linglong patted her on the back, feeling a little helpless. Women are so coaxing. Just a little thing her husband should do can make her cry like this, which shows how unhappy she is usually.

So she decided to take care of herself first, and then he would accompany him to resign. After all, she was still on maternity leave, and she didn't want her miscarriage to be known by her colleagues in the unit. Those people didn't know the secret. How will it be arranged.

After crying a lot, Feng Yabai became optimistic and healthy as if she had let go of some heavy burdens. She took care of her body every day, drinking soup made by her husband, exercising, painting, and soon her complexion improved. Well, she didn't pay much attention to herself, but Aunt Wu, who came every day, felt that Mrs. Wen was getting prettier every day.