Villain: Marrying a vegetative woman, crazy about it

The two of them were very close.

"Tomorrow night, I will wait for you at the Magic City subway station."

"No matter how late it is, I will wait for you. Always, always..."

Although Lin Xuan never looked back from beginning to end.

But Bai Susu still shouted several times in a row to make sure that Lin Xuan could hear her until the other party's back disappeared completely.

Then.

The girl turned around in a state of loss. She had to go home to pack her luggage and prepare for the long elopement life in the future.

As for the possibility that Lin Xuan would not come to the subway station tomorrow night...

Almost no! ! !

Bai Susu firmly believed in this point.

She was 95% sure that the other party would come.

Because there is an inseparable emotion between her and Lin Xuan...

Bond!!!

..........

On the other side.

"This woman is simply a self-touching brain monster!"

"Forget it, try to stay away from her in the future! Let Su Fan worry about it, but..."

"It seems that because of the butterfly effect I caused, she and Su Fan have no intersection at all now."

"........."

Ignoring the girl's cry behind him, Lin Xuan recalled the plot.

He suddenly realized that it was because of himself.

Today's Su family is not only safe and sound, but also more powerful.

This also makes Su Fan no longer have the hatred of genocide with the Lin family and the Bai family.

A series of chain reactions triggered...

Bai Susu lost the reason for blackening, and even completely lost the intersection with the protagonist.

"Sin, sin! Brother-in-law, I didn't mean to compete with you for your confidante~~"

While thinking, Lin Xuan returned to the Su family manor.

Along the way, he saw lights and decorations everywhere, and the manor was stained with a lot of red makeup.

Especially at the door of the villa, the two red couplets posted and the red lanterns hanging on the top were full of festive atmosphere.

All of this.

All reminded Lin Xuan that he was about to become a "husband".

"Hello, Mr. Lin."

"Mr. Lin, you are back."

"Mr. Lin, should we change our name to call you brother-in-law?"

"........."

After greeting the servants in the manor one by one.

Lin Xuan smiled and came to the second floor and pushed open the familiar girl's boudoir.

"Qingge, good morning."

Walked to the bedside and looked at the beautiful sleeping girl.

Lin Xuan habitually sat by the bed and took the girl's white and tender hand.

At the same time, feeling the "sticking" points that are constantly increasing automatically in his mind, he can't help but feel very happy.

This is the happy time he looks forward to most every day.

He can "stick" with the fragrant girl and easily earn "sticking" points.

If life can continue like this, Lin Xuan thinks it's not bad.

In the dark cage of consciousness...

Su Qingge was originally in a daze of boredom.

(｀・ω・´).

Suddenly.

She heard Lin Xuan's voice, and she was happy, but a little at a loss.

Because tomorrow she will marry the person in front of her.

This made her a little confused, and she still didn't know how to get along with Lin Xuan...

However, her little hand still struggled for a while, motioning Lin Xuan to let her go and bring her the pen and paper.

Immediately, Su Qingge held the pen in her palm and wrote on the white paper:

【Good morning. 】

Although Su Qingge's body has not yet fully recovered and she can't even lift her hands,

but her right palm can already move freely.

So last night Lin Xuan had an idea. He disliked the slow speed of writing on the palm and suggested that the girl could communicate directly through words on paper.

After a short period of adaptation, Su Qingge quickly mastered the trick and was able to write fluently on white paper.

Her wrist danced gently, like a dancing butterfly, and the handwriting passed through the paper like flowing clouds and water, as if every word was breathing, beating, and blooming with life.

"Do good-looking people write so beautifully? (♥∀♥)"

At first, Lin Xuan still felt very interesting and felt that he had found a new way to communicate with the girl.

But soon.

He unconsciously put on the face of an old man on the subway, and felt a sense of frustration that he had shot himself in the foot.

Because as Su Qingge "brushed" on the paper

non-stop.

Lin Xuan suddenly found out in a daze.....

He couldn't hold the other's hand so conveniently.

Because the girl no longer needed to communicate with him through the palm.

Lin Xuan was embarrassed to forcefully pull the other's hand over and shamelessly ask the other to give up the more efficient way and write on his palm, right? !

But fortunately, there are policies from above and countermeasures from below.

Since the time of holding hands has decreased, the time of massage has increased. After a while, it seems that the points are accumulated faster~~

After all, the contact range of the hand is not as comprehensive and fragrant as the contact range of the body~~

Yoshi~~

A blessing in disguise~~

At this time.

Perhaps because he noticed that Lin Xuan did not respond, Su Qingge was a little confused and asked on the paper:

[What's wrong? Why don't you talk! Are you unhappy? ]

Seeing this.

Lin Xuan smiled and scratched his head, and replied jokingly:

"No, I was too happy."

"Just now, I was admiring your beauty and I was distracted for a moment."

"Tsk tsk tsk... My wife is so beautiful! She is so beautiful that she can make fishes sink to the bottom of the water and geese fall, the moon hide and flowers shame, the lotus emerges from the water, and the whole country is so beautiful..."

As soon as these corny words came out.

The pen in Su Qingge's hand trembled unconsciously, and a horizontal line was drawn on the white paper, and her heart was in turmoil.

Oh~~

What is Lin Xuan talking about?

Humph, shameless. o(*////▽////*)q

You actually said you admired your beauty, how can it be so exaggerated? !

And you actually peeked at me, no wonder I always feel a little uncomfortable.

At this moment.

In Su Qingge's mind, it seemed that a picture of Lin Xuan with a smile on his lips appeared, scanning her body with a "strange" look.

So embarrassing~~(✿◡‿◡)

If she could move now, she would definitely want to find a hole to hide...

In fact, the girl guessed correctly, Lin Xuan was peeping at this moment...

No, he was looking at Su Qingge's graceful figure with an "appreciative" look.

That graceful, curvy figure...

That hip, that pineapple...

In one word, perfect!

؏؏☝ᖗ乛◡乛ᖘ☝؏؏

Of course, this is when Su Qingge can't open her eyes...

Lin Xuan can look at her openly, feasting his eyes and cultivating his sentiments.

He is often distressed.

What if Su Qingge wakes up in the future and he can't be so presumptuous?

After all, in front of the girl, he still has to pay attention to his image and can't be too pig-like.

Don't forget, I'm a gentleman~~~

Maybe Lin Xuan's eyes are too naked. (♥∀♥)

Even Su Qingge, who is in the dark consciousness space, always feels uncomfortable, as if a big bad wolf is drooling (¯﹃¯), staring at him.

There is an illusion that he will pounce on him in the next second and eat him up.

So.

Su Qingge picked up the pen and quickly wrote on the white paper:

[I'm a little cold. ]

[Can you help me cover the quilt. ]

Lin Xuan: "........."

Cold you!

It's sunny outside, I feel hot all over now, how can I be cold~~

It's obviously to guard against me~~

"Qingge, I'm sad."

"Do you hate me? Sadness flows like a river! (Sobbing sound~~~)"

Hearing this,

Su Qingge was a little panicked. She thought that she had indeed gone too far.

Lin Xuan is a gentleman!

How could he be the kind of wretched person I thought? !

Impossible, absolutely impossible! ! !

And she actually didn't dislike the other person's gaze.

She just felt a little embarrassed instinctively, not the "disgust" that Lin Xuan thought.

In order to prevent Lin Xuan from thinking too much, Su Qingge hurriedly began to explain:

[You misunderstood, I don't hate you. ]

"No hate? Does this mean... like me?"

[........]

"Hahaha, I won't tease you. Come to think of it! Even if you write blindly, your handwriting is so beautiful, have you been specially trained?"

Lin Xuan has a high EQ and quickly changed the subject.

As expected.

Su Qingge's attention was diverted, and she immediately forgot to ask for a blanket.

Her graceful figure continued to be exposed to Lin Xuan's "admiring" gaze, and she replied:

[No! Don't exaggerate!]

Su Qingge smiled bitterly in her heart.

I was writing blindly based on my feelings, and it was good enough that my handwriting was good. How could it be as exaggerated as Lin Xuan said?

"I'm not lying to you. Maybe this is the handwriting that reflects the person."

"The handwriting of a fairy is so perfect no matter how she writes."

Lin Xuan smiled playfully and spoke without hesitation.

Anyway, let's not care what the girl thinks, just praise her as much as you can.

After all, human nature likes to hear compliments.

No normal person likes to be criticized, so it's right to praise her.

It's just a pity that Lin Xuan forgot that Su Qingge is special. She suffers from misogyny.

Even though she was a little happy to be praised by Lin Xuan, the evaluation she gave was:

[Slippery and frivolous. ]

[Is this really your first time in love? ]

[This skilled performance is exactly the same as some scumbags I have seen? ]

(⊙o⊙) Uh...

Looking at the handwriting that questioned whether he was a scumbag, Lin Xuan looked innocent.

Having lived two lives, he is really a single dog. As for the reason, there is only one word:

"Poor".

"Too much! Qingge, this is a naked injustice!"

"I just appreciate it purely..."

"Look at every word you write, the strokes reveal a kind of elegance and rhythm, which seems so harmonious and natural."

"Under your pen, each word seems to have its own soul and story, like a speck of dust in the world, carefully carved into a work of art by you."

"Especially when your pen falls on the paper, the elegant gesture between the pen and paper is like a noble dancer dancing on the stage.

"Each of your handwriting is like jade inlaid in jade, shining brightly."

"This is the legendary beauty writing! It gives people a visual enjoyment and gives others spiritual pleasure."

"Your handwriting is so good, as if it has a kind of magic that can make people intoxicated and forget the troubles of the world."

"Watching you write, I don't know why I will be attracted by...some kind of mysterious power of elegance and calmness. ”

“Every stroke you make is just like you, Qingge, full of confidence and charm, making people irresistible and falling deeper and deeper…”

“……”

Lin Xuan spoke nonsense seriously without any red eyes or heartbeat.

He spoke with relish and emotion.

But the person on the bed was already confused by this wave of endless praise.

Su Qingge was embarrassed and curled up her white toes unconsciously.

Fortunately, she couldn’t touch the ground now.

Otherwise, she could use her toes to dig out a three-bedroom and one-living room on the ground.

She has lived for so many years.

She really didn’t know that her handwriting was so “6” , to receive such exaggerated praise.

However.......

Even though she knew that Lin Xuan's words were exaggerated.

But Su Qingge still instinctively felt happy.

This has nothing to do with right or wrong, it's just because of human nature.

Maybe in the eyes of others...

Lin Xuan's remarks were outrageous, and he looked like a dog-licker.

But in the eyes of the girl, she just wrote a few words.

Lin Xuan was willing to spend so much time and energy, and racked his brains to praise her and praise her.

The intention behind this flattery was what touched her.

In a word.

Because of Lin Xuan's existence, she was very happy today. heart, and can be happy all day long.

That's enough, isn't it? !

[Lin Xuan, thank you all the time. ]

[If it weren't for you, I might not have made it to today. When I first became a vegetable, I was desperate, I was devastated, and I wanted to... die. ]

[These days, your company has given me hope and the fear of facing the darkness. ]

[I have a lot to say, but thousands of words... turn into one sentence...]

[Thank you. ]

[I owe you a life. ]

..........

Since this is the first time, I solemnly communicated with Lin Xuan in person to express my gratitude.

Although Su Qingge was a little uncomfortable Meaning.

But he still opened his heart and wrote slowly, stroke by stroke, as if he wanted to integrate his gratitude into every word.

"Qingge, you..."

Lin Xuan was still talking nonstop.

Seeing the words of gratitude on the white paper, his voice gradually became smaller and smaller until it disappeared completely.

At this moment, everything is self-evident.

Lin Xuan's mouth unconsciously curved.

To be honest.

The girl's sincere response made him feel warm.

He was also a little excited that the girl next door had grown up and finally got a response for her long efforts.

Then, Lin Xuan stretched out his hand to pinch the girl's pink cheeks and pretended to tease:

"Qingge, I accept your thanks."

"But the ancients often said: A life-saving grace should be rewarded with one's body."

"Ahem... I think what our ancestors said makes sense. What do you think?"

Su Qingge was silent for a moment.

Then he wrote a word heavily on the white paper:

[OK. 】