Daughter-in-law is hard to chase

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"..." This gloating tone.

Xia Ling resolutely said "goodbye" and hung up the phone.

Just sitting on the balcony by the window, Xia Ling leaned against the wall behind him, holding a tablet to read Director Xu Hua's movie script, and sent Wen Shu a message from time to time.

Dinner was brought to the room by Wang Yi, Xia Ling ate a few mouthfuls casually, then slipped to the window to read the script.

The time passed to ten o'clock in the evening.

Xia Ling finally received the text message that Wen Shu would be back soon, casually took a coat and put it on, grabbed the phone and went out to the hotel lobby.

Before he could step out the door, he saw Wen Shu saying goodbye to a man at the door of the hotel.

She paused.

It seems that Wen Shu really went to meet his friends, after all, the appearance of that man is the ironclad proof.But how did she feel even more sad after knowing Wen Shu didn't lie to her.

She would rather Wen Shu get jealous and turn her anger on her, than this male classmate would really show up - who knows what kind of guy this male classmate is, Wen Shu had lied to her about having a foreign boyfriend before.

Xia Ling geared up and waited on the spot for a long time, finally waiting for the warm letter to say goodbye.

Only then did she realize that she had changed her attire, which was fresh and beautiful.

A light-colored fisherman hat with an extremely wide brim tightly covered her small face, and she was wearing a light blue striped shirt dress. Her skin was so white that it shone brightly, and her green chūn was very moving.

Xia Ling couldn't help but walked forward, complaining, "You're back?"

"Ah—" She seemed to be frightened by her, took half a step back, and then replied: "Ah, I'm back."

"..." Xia Ling was slightly hurt by that half-step back, and walked beside her side by side, and entered the elevator together: "Who was the one who brought you back just now?"

"My college classmate." Concise and concise.Not even an introduction, let alone an explanation.

Xia Ling pursed her lips: "Are you angry with me?"

"Ah?" Wen Shu looked at her again, shaking his head: "Not angry." She lowered her head and pulled her fingers, and murmured again: "Not angry."

——This is clearly anger.

Xia Ling grabbed her shoulder and forced her to look at her: "You promised me that you wouldn't be angry."

"I'm not angry."

The elevator door just opened, and Wen Shu wanted to go out, but Xia Ling forced him to stay in the elevator: "Then give me a smile."

Wen Shu parted his lips and smiled at her, and pulled her out of the elevator, "Okay, stop making trouble, it's getting late, go to bed early. Don't you have to catch a plane tomorrow morning?"

"..."

This coaxing tone made Xia Ling's anger useless. She felt like a deflated balloon, instantly wilting.

Watching Wen Shu go back to the room, Xia Ling returned to the room dejectedly, and fell headfirst on the bed, unwilling to get up for a long time.

That night, Xia Ling tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Finally fell asleep, and while dizzy, had another dream about Wen Shu.

Wen Shu in the dream was dressed in high school, with short hair reaching to the ears, some bangs on the forehead, innocent and harmless facial features, cute and sweet.

Seeing her, Wen Shu seemed to want to leave, but she forced her to stay: "Don't leave."

She pulled, without using much strength, she fell into her arms, and there was a faint fragrance from her body.Xia Ling took two deep sniffs, and couldn't help complaining to her: "You always ignore me today."

Wen Shu in the dream was unusually well-behaved. When talking to her, her articulation was sweet and soft, which made her shiver: "That's not your fault."

"What are you blaming me for?" She couldn't help hugging her.

"Who told you...to make that kind of scene."

"I—" Xia Ling was momentarily at a loss for words, and she asked, "How did you take the picture?"

"Do you want to know?" Xia Ling turned over and quickly pressed the docile her under him: "I'll act it out for you again."

"..."

When woken up by the alarm clock, Xia Ling was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes.

But her body was so sticky and sticky, she forced herself to get up from the bed, squinting her eyes and walked all the way to the bathroom.While taking a shower, I suddenly remembered the dream from last night.

Xia Ling regained his energy all of a sudden, almost subconsciously raising his neck to look at the mirror in the bathroom. The skin under his neck was smooth and fair, moist and translucent, and there was no trace of red marks at all.

She searched several times, but couldn't even find a mosquito bag.

"..." She clearly remembered that Wen Shu bit her last night.

It seems that I am really dreaming, and I can't tell the difference between dream and reality.Xia Ling stared at the disappointed person in the mirror, and said: "Xia Ling, please fight me!"

Wen Shu followed the big team to the airport, Wen Shu still looked like a stranger.

Wearing a big fisherman hat on his head, stepping on small white shoes and drooping his head all the way, avoiding eye contact and talking with her, he looks completely different from the person in his dream.

Xia Ling nestled on the seat and shook his head, and forced his eyes to look out of the car window, not wanting to think about that dream again.

She's better off being realistic.

But Xia Ling hadn't realized it for a long time, and a picture suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and she was pulled back into that dream that was so beautiful that her legs were weak by the cruel reality, and she couldn't get out at all.

When going through the security check, Wen Shu, who was walking in front of her, suddenly took off his wide hat, his cute back overlapped with the figure in his dream, and Xia Ling froze on the spot.

She cut her hair?

Urged by Wang Yi to go through the security check like a walking dead.

When Xia Ling recovered from the shock, she had already walked up to Wen Shu side by side, her hands were reservedly wrapped around behind her and held in hand, she couldn't help looking at her from the corner of her eye, and asked curiously, "When did you cut your hair?"

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