Chapter 442 (1/2)

For the first time, Lin Xuan was very active and affectionate in kissing Qin poetry.

The stiff body of Qin's poetry, at this moment, felt Lin Xuan's love. She did not refuse, but hugged him tightly and responded to his kiss

Everyone is about to be sweet crying by this warm scene. Shen Lan has tears in her eyes, and her heart is full of five flavors, which is not very tasty.

She is happy for the happiness of Qin poetry, but on the other side of her heart, a strong jealousy emerges.

After all, Lin Xuan is the mysterious warm man she has been infatuated with for a long time, the male god who yearns day and night.

In the end, the male god she was infatuated with turned into a good friend and a good sister's husband. Such a contrast made her lose heart.

Even though she can't express her affection for Lin Xuan, this kind of love has always been hidden in her heart, always inadvertently, is emerging.

However, she was more gratified by Qin's poetry. Once, under the arrangement of her mother, Luo Ping, Qin's poetry recruited Lin Xuan, the son-in-law, which was not favored by all.

Everyone despised and insulted Lin Xuan, the biggest waste in the whole Shenzhen market.

However, until now, she deeply felt that Lin Xuan doted on Qin's poems and poems. That kind of deep love is the love that many women dream of and even can't ask for in their whole life.

At this moment, other girls are more clearly aware of how Wang Ya shows off and how she envies Qin's poems. However, under Lin Xuan's love, she completely throws Wang Ya out of the street.

What is happiness?

It's not driving a luxury car like Bentley to show off, or the husband of a diamond king with a prominent family background.

But like Lin Xuan, she is considerate and considerate.

Thousands of love in a body, such a kind of similar to crazy alone, extremely deep love.

At this moment, no one felt that it was unfortunate for Qin Shi Shi to marry Lin Xuan, and no one thought that Lin Xuan was the son-in-law who was despised and abused.

”Poetry is too happy, I finally understand that she is the happiest woman in the world.”

”Yes, we are all cheated. When we all think that poetry is the saddest thing, we never think of her as the happiest.”

”As for Lin Xuan, I don't know which son of a bitch is making a rumor that Lin Xuan is a waste. Who has ever seen such a warm man as a waste?”

”Well, if only I could meet such a wonderful man.”

”They are the happiest couple in the world. Who can feel their happiness ~”

”...”

All people are envious of the small eyes, looking at Lin Xuan, Qin poetry sweet and warm scene.

Next, we cut the cake together and sing the birthday song together, making Qin poetry feel the happiest birthday moment.

When everything is over, Lin Xuan drives back to Xiaoxiang garden.

As soon as he entered the room, Luo Ping sat on the sofa with his legs up and his hands around his chest. He watched Lin Xuan and Qin poetry enter the room.

”Lin Xuan, what did you do with your poems so late?” Luo Ping asked solemnly.