Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

When Fisher heard him talking about the past, she couldn't help but recall the big earthquake she experienced in Province Y a few months ago.

He also suddenly understood why Zhuo Yilin had a special feeling for Feng Qian and Feng Ru.

In a way, they are also friends of life and death.

Having the same experience, the same pain, the same memory - this special emotion, an emotion that will never be forgotten in her life, is something she will never be able to participate in.

Thinking of this, she felt ashamed of her secret rivalry with Feng Ru in the morning.

After Zhuo Yilin finished speaking, seeing her staring at him stupidly without any response, he couldn't help laughing, "What's wrong? Are you frozen?"

Fisher frowned, her nose was a little sore, she held the ski pole in her hand and pushed it slightly, and slid towards Zhuo Yilin.

Zhuo Yilin looked surprised, seeing her approaching, he quickly adjusted his position so that their skis could be just staggered.

Then, the girl slammed into his arms firmly.

Zhuo Yilin didn't know why, so he was clumsily hugged by Fisher.

The jacket was very cold, but Fei Xue pressed her face to his chest, and said in a soft voice: "Zhuo Yilin, don't be so nice to me, sometimes I make trouble for no reason, you don't have to accommodate me..."

Hearing these words, Zhuo Yilin was at a loss.

"Xiaoxue, what's the matter?" How did you start saying this?

Fisher was embarrassed to tell the little things in her heart, so she kept hugging him, "I'm fine... I just can't stand still, I hug you."

"But you have slid over, skating very well."

"Huh?" Fisher didn't understand.

Zhuo Yilin's jaw turned outward, which meant that she slipped several meters away.

Fisher looked back, and saw that she was holding Zhuo Yilin again, and the skis of the two were crossed and side by side under her body, and she stood firmly.

"Huh? I can slip? I slipped over by myself?"

"fool."

"Yeah! I can ski now! Let's go, we can ski together!" Originally, she was depressed about the relationship between Zhuo Yilin and Feng Qian and Feng Ru, but when she realized that she had accidentally dared to ski, she immediately put her troubles out of the blue.

The two turned around and headed towards the ski slope together. The coach said goodbye to them, and the two set off hand in hand, walking against the wind.

Fisher was a novice, and was still afraid, but at the same time he was afraid and enjoyed the feeling of rapid stimulation, sliding down screaming all the way.

Seeing her screaming excitedly, Zhuo Yilin felt happier than ever, and the fatigue and stress of the past few days were swept away.

Fisher became more and more slippery, and couldn't help but want to challenge a higher level track.

Zhuo Yilin thought that he would escort her, so he let her go.

The result can be imagined, Miss Fei, who was delusional to eat a big fat man, deviated from the ski slope and almost hit the protective net on the roadside.

Zhuo Yilin was terrified and hurriedly chased after him.

Just when he was so worried that he knelt down to rescue his girlfriend, he saw the girl suddenly turned over, and a hungry wolf pounced on him and pushed him into the snow.

Taking off the protective gear on his head, Fisher was so bold that he didn't care that it was outdoors, staring closely at the man under her, smiled, and leaned forward to kiss him.

Zhuo Yilin's cheeks flushed red, and even the roots of his ears were blood red and hot.

Such an arrogant and unrestrained behavior had never appeared in his well-behaved life.

But he didn't reject it!

Even a heart was beating wildly, and all the cells in his body were boiling, like a carnival dance.

This girl really brought him a different life experience, and finally made him live like a young man.

The two kissed selflessly.

Although they are on the edge of the ski belt, they are still noticed by passing skiers.

Whistles sounded everywhere, and everyone was joking and booing.

Fisher knew she was shy now, and buried her face in Zhuo Yilin's shoulder, refusing to show it.

Zhuo Yilin was thick-skinned, his handsome face was flushed, his smile was elegant and satisfied, and his hands were tightly protecting the girlfriend in his arms.

In the evening, the two lived at the ski base.

After ordering room service to bring dinner, Fisher just came out of the shower.

Zhuo Yilin was on the phone, when he heard his girlfriend's movement, he turned around and looked at her, signaling with his eyes that dinner was delivered.

Fisher plucked some damp hair, tightened the bathrobe on his body, and then walked to the dining table.

After playing crazy for a long time, I am really hungry.

She gobbled it up.

Zhuo Yilin came back from the phone call, put down the phone and saw her hair was wet, and frowned slightly: "Why don't you dry your hair before you come out?"

"I wiped it for a long time, it's fine, the room is so warm, it dries quickly."

"No, what if I catch a cold?" He got up to find a hair dryer.

Fisher shouted: "You will be cold if you don't eat any more!"

Unmoved, Zhuo Yilin still found a hair dryer, dragged her to sit on the sofa, and dried her hair with his own hands.

Fisher talked about trouble, but he was really happy in his heart.

Who doesn't want to be held in the hands of the man they love?

After blow-drying her hair, Miss Fei also knew how to repay favors, so she stood up and turned around to give him a kiss.

Dr. Zhuo smiled gently, turned off the hair dryer and went to the restaurant for dinner.

"The domestic call just now?" Fisher asked, she heard Chinese.

"Well, my dad called. He heard that you came here to see me and ask about the situation."

Fisher was a little shy, knowing that Uncle Zhuo must have heard what Qianqian said, and felt very embarrassed.

"What did uncle ask?"

"Ask you to come over for a few days, ask me if I have time to accompany you, and ask what the two of us plan to do."

The spoon in Fisher's hand froze, the previous question was irrelevant, but the last question...

"How did you answer?"

Zhuo Yilin looked at her, his warm eyes were indulgent and deep, and his voice was low and charming: "I have to ask you... May I ask Miss Fei, what is your plan?"

Fisher pouted, "What are you planning? I don't understand what you are saying."

Can't understand?

Zhuo Yilin didn't believe it.

But since his girlfriend said so, he simply explained clearly: "What does my dad mean, we can get engaged first when I go back during the Chinese New Year, which is also a promise to you. After I return to China, we will get married right away."

Fisher smiled, pressed the corner of his mouth and said, "I didn't expect to marry you so soon. We've only been in love for a few days. What's the rush..."

"We've known each other for years."

"So what? Ordinary friends are very different from male and female friends, let alone husband and wife—how do I know if you're suitable to be a husband?"

"..." Zhuo Yilin looked at his girlfriend, and for a moment didn't know how to answer.

To be honest, he also felt that his father's proposal was very reliable.

He was really worried that this girl was alone in the country.

No matter how deep the relationship is, it can't be worth getting together less and leaving more. He is afraid that Fei Xue will meet a better man and empathize with him.

Although being engaged does not guarantee that she will not change her mind, one more promise can at least restrain herself both behaviorally and psychologically.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yilin persuaded again: "Xiaoxue, you see that we are not young anymore, don't your parents expect you to get married and start a family early? I'll go back during the Chinese New Year, why don't we hold a simple engagement ceremony first, so that we can get married soon? The elders on both sides..."

Before he finished speaking, Fisher raised his hand to signal him to pause: "Zhuo Yilin, what are you in a hurry for? Are you not confident in your own charm, or in my loyalty? You still have admirers around you Well, I'm not so nervous, why are you so eager to trap me?"

Fisher did like Zhuo Yilin for many years.

But she is in no hurry to get married.

She enjoys the feeling of being in love. Once married, many things change.

Even if that person is still so gentle and considerate, even if the love between the two is still fresh, but their identities are the same, and some responsibilities and obligations also follow.

She admitted that her playfulness was still alive.

I don't want to be trapped in the cage of marriage so quickly.

After Fisher finished speaking, he frowned slightly and ate quietly.

She felt a little uneasy again, "Hey, are you... unhappy?"

Zhuo Yilin smiled, "No, let's eat quickly."

Fisher pursed his lips, lowered his head and continued to eat.

After a few seconds, she suddenly thought of something, her face paused, and she slowly raised her head to stare at the other party.

Zhuo Yilin noticed it and looked at her: "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

The girl's cheeks were flushed, her eyes fluttered with shame, and she stuttered and asked, "You are in such a hurry to get engaged, is it because of..."

"Uh, it's... that, because you think I... between us—"

She thought that the two of them had misfired several times, but neither of them crossed the line.

And Zhuo Yilin is young after all, a healthy adult male, it is normal to have physiological needs!

So after thinking about getting engaged, the two of them can... well, do what they want.

Zhuo Yilin stared at her, didn't understand at first, but seeing her hesitating and blushing so hard that he couldn't stand it, he suddenly understood.

Immediately, his handsome and elegant face was flushed red.

"what are you thinking!"

Fisher looked at him suspiciously and ambiguously: "Isn't that why you?"

"..." Zhuo Yilin was so angry that he raised his hand and tapped her forehead, "Is this the image of me in your heart? I'm with you just for that little thing?"

"What's that thing? That...that's also very important..." She said in a low voice, holding her throat.

Zhuo Yilin pursed his lips, smiled, and replied in the same low voice: "Who told you to kick me last night? You almost kicked me out..." Otherwise, last night would be too.

Although the voice was low, Fisher still heard it.

"What did you say? I almost kicked you out? You mean... I just kicked your ass last night—"

Before she finished speaking, Zhuo Yilin's face suddenly turned serious, and he said seriously: "Eat!"

Seeing that he was embarrassed, Fisher became more courageous, and asked with a smile: "What are you in a hurry for? Tell me clearly, what happened last night? I won't really kick you out, right? If that's the case... I can't even get engaged to you, I can't at such a young age..."

"Fisher!" Zhuo Yilin, an imposing man, was so ashamed to be teased by a girl every family.

He also felt very worthless, too shameful!

This kind of topic is really open to say, can a man still lose?

The eyes of the two were facing each other, he gritted his teeth secretly, and after holding back for a long time, he said: "Don't provoke me again."

Fisher has such a rebellious temperament, and seeing that he spoke in a rather commanding tone, she became even more enthusiastic: "How about I just provoke you? I'm old, but I still look like an innocent boy, and I blush when I say it. You have been a doctor for so many years, why haven't you seen it? As for being so innocent..."

"..." Zhuo Yilin felt that if he didn't do something tonight, then he really wouldn't be a man.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fei Xue just kept eating with his head down, thinking that he was really a piece of wood, and he was too confused.

She is a girl, she has been teased for this reason, but she didn't respond.

She couldn't help but wonder if this man had been a doctor too much and was not interested in women's bodies at all?

If this is the case, they can only be a platonic love together. She is still so young, and she hasn't tasted it yet...

"Hey, what are you doing! Zhuo Yilin! I haven't finished my meal yet!" Miss Fei was still dreaming, when suddenly a figure came over beside her.

She was startled, and before she had time to put down the tableware, she was hugged horizontally.

"Zhuo Yilin, what are you doing? Let me down! Hey, what are you doing!" Seeing him hugging her and walking towards the bedroom, Fisher panicked.

This... what does it mean?

Going to war before the meal is over?

She's not ready yet!

"Zhuo Yilin, I'm talking to you!"

"You'd better save some effort." Dr. Zhuo, who is active in action, changed his usual gentle and polite image, dropped a domineering sentence, and kicked the door of the room behind him.

Ah!

Fisher was thrown onto the bed.

Both of them had showered after returning to the room.

Zhuo Yilin was wearing a set of loose home clothes, and Fisher was wearing a hotel bathrobe.

Inside the bathrobe was her own nightdress.

under the nightdress...

Uh, she thought that the bathrobe was quite thick, and she couldn't see anything from the outside, so she didn't wear a small underwear.

But she never expected that the passion would come so suddenly!

Zhuo Yilin knelt on the big bed and approached her step by step.

Fisher was a little overwhelmed.

"What are you quitting? Who was mocking me just now?" Dr. Zhuo smiled now, taking the initiative.

Fisher frowned, and stammered, "I didn't mock you, I was just... just joking."

Zhuo Yilin ignored her sophistry.

The man slowly walked to her side, covering her half within his sphere of influence.

Lifting his long and slender fingers, they passed through her cheeks, and pressed them gently against her neck. The two looked at each other. Zhuo Yilin asked again: "Xiaoxue, I'm sincere. Let's get engaged early, okay?"

Bewitched by him, Fisher nodded, then shook his head hastily.

"Little fairy..." Zhuo Yilin murmured deeply, "It's obvious that you teased me to make me uneasy, but you refused to give me a reassurance. Isn't it fun to hang me like this?"

"No...I didn't...I just thought—uh."

Before she finished speaking, the man kissed her tenderly, swallowing the rest of her voice.

Fisher's heart was beating in panic, his whole senses were occupied by the clean and refreshing breath on his body, and his reason became more and more ethereal and empty.

People like Zhuo Yilin are gentle with heart, no one can stop him.

"Xiaoxue, promise me, okay? Well... I can't wait..."

"Xiaoxue, I love you, I love you so much...Thank you for not giving up on me...Thank you for walking into my life..."

"Xiaoxue, can I... can I?"

With so many love words lingering in his ears, Fei Xue was drunk, and his sanity drifted beyond the sky.

But the last sentence "Can I?"

Pulled her back again.

She stared at the man's handsome eyebrows in a daze, her beautiful eyes sparkled with anticipation and fear.

May I?

Adults and men and women, it would be too hypocritical to carry it all the time, since she got on the flight to here, she knew what would happen on this trip.

Fortunately, he gave himself enough respect.

She didn't take advantage of others' danger, and didn't mess around after drinking, but asked so solemnly when she was sober.

She believed that if she shook her head and refused, he would still stop.

He is such a humble gentleman who puts her feelings first.

But she didn't want to wait any longer, and she didn't want to test him anymore.

So, without words or reply, she raised her arms, gently embraced the man's neck, and took the initiative to greet his kiss...