The sashimi is full of freshness, the silver cod fish is grilled on the teppanyaki plate, the fish skin is fried a little golden, but very crispy, the fish meat is tender and the gravy is very rich.
Lin Xingyu couldn't control herself when faced with a table full of delicious food. She ate while praising, "The chefs here are amazing. The food they make is not only beautiful but also delicious."
Jiang Molin picked up a piece of shrimp and gave it to her. "Although the decoration of this restaurant is ordinary, the dishes are its signature. If you like it, eat more."
Lin Xingyu tasted the shrimp and nodded. Jiang Molin kept feeding her. Lin Xingyu put down her chopsticks and touched her stomach, "I'm done. I can't eat anymore."
She has gained some weight recently, and Jiang Molin is very satisfied. He doesn't force her, and he believes that gaining weight will take time.
After dinner, Lin Xingyu took Jiang Molin for a walk by the river, under the pretext of digesting the food.
There are large lawns by the river, with small patches of green grass, which are very soothing to look at and make the summer heat less intense. The large trees along the road also stretch their waists, providing shade for pedestrians in this city to escape the summer heat. The evening breeze blowing from the river is extremely comfortable.
Jiang Molin held Lin Xingyu's hand, and like every ordinary couple in this city, they slowly walked along the river.
Lin Xingyu hesitated over her words, lowered her head, frowned, and didn't even bother to appreciate the surrounding scenery. She stumbled over her words, "Mo Lin, I have something I want to tell you."
Seeing her wrinkled face, Jiang Molin thought to himself that something was wrong, but he still responded to her: "What's wrong, wife?"
Lin Xingyu stopped and turned to face him. "Well, I might have to go out to film again, and this time it might take a little longer."
Jiang Molin, who thought it was a big deal, he breathed a sigh of relief when he heard it was about work. "I support my wife's work. It's just that if it takes too long, I might be a little reluctant. We just got together."
Jiang Molin's soft and reluctant tone made Lin Xingyu feel even more tender-hearted. Love is about feeling indebted, not about asking for something from each other.
Lin Xingyu just felt that Jiang Molin had loved her for so many years, and it was only now that they had finally come to fruition. It was really not easy along the way, but because of her job, she couldn't stay at home for a long time, and she couldn't accept being a housewife and giving up her dream.
Lin Xingyu sighed. Why are there so many problems just when we start dating?
Jiang Molin looked down at the worried Lin Xingyu, stretched out his index finger, scratched her nose, and assured her: "Wife, don't be unhappy. You must pursue a career you like. I will support you unconditionally. If you miss you, I will come to see you."
Jiang Molin always had a soothing effect on people. Lin Xingyu was deeply touched. Her slightly wrinkled brows gradually relaxed. She hugged his waist with both hands, looked up at him, and forced a smile on her face, "You are so nice."
After saying that, she put her head close to his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat through his chest and deep inside his heart, which gradually calmed her irritable heart.
Jiang Molin rubbed her hair with his right hand, his heart filled with joy. He took advantage of her feeling of guilt and quickly made a request, "So, wife, you have to compensate me."
Lin Xingyu's ears were numb from the shock. She raised her head and looked at him blankly, "Huh? How do you want to compensate me?"
Jiang Molin didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly. Lin Xingyu's cheeks turned red. "What, what's wrong?"
Jiang Molin stroked her soft and elastic cheek with his thumb, lowered his head, and searched for her lips. Lin Xingyu looked at herself becoming clearer and clearer in his eyes, and slowly closed her eyes.
She felt a soft touch on her mouth. At first, it was the same as last time, feeling the tenderness Jiang Molin brought to her. The next second, he used his tongue to pull open her tightly closed teeth. He was no longer gentle as before, chasing her sweet and soft little tongue, and his tongue covered every part of her body, with undisguised love and possessiveness.
After the deep kiss ended, Lin Xingyu seemed to come back to life, breathing in the air deeply, her cheeks slightly flushed due to lack of oxygen, and she glared at Jiang Molin fiercely.
Just this one glance seemed to have changed the meaning in Jiang Molin's eyes. He pinched his fingers and used great willpower to restrain himself from doing it again.
Jiang Molin couldn't resist the look of reluctance and acceptance, which was filled with shyness after intimacy, and a little coquettishness. He held her face and kissed her again.
Lin Xingyu was still catching her breath when he was forcefully possessed again. Fortunately, this kiss didn't last as long as the previous one. When Lin Xingyu was dizzy, Jiang Molin pecked her lips and stroked her back to help her breathe.
Lin Xingyu didn't dare to glare anymore and turned her head away angrily.
Jiang Molin was touched by her cuteness, pinched her little face and laughed. Lin Xingyu became even angrier when she saw this, and punched him with her little fist, "You're still laughing, you're still laughing."
Jiang Molin grabbed her mischievous little hand, placed it on his lips, and kissed it gently, "Okay, don't be angry, don't be angry, honey. I won't be able to see you for a long time, and I just can't bear to leave."
Lin Xingyu's heart softened again, and she tilted her head, "Hmph."
Jiang Molin squeezed her little hand again, calling her "wife" over and over again. Lin Xingyu lost her temper and her cheeks became hot. She reached out to cover his mouth, "Alright, alright, let's go back."
Jiang Molin smiled faintly, took her hand, and looked straight into her eyes, as if looking at the most precious treasure in the world, "Okay, let's go home."
He could finally say these ordinary words. He didn't know how long he had been waiting for these words. Like all couples, he lived an ordinary and happy life and went home, back to our home.
The time to leave for the crew soon arrived.
This time they are shooting a costume drama, and the crew's shooting location is also far away from the city. The crew first shoots at a film and television base, which takes about three or four hours from City B.
That day, Jiang Molin didn't go to the company. After breakfast, he accompanied Lin Xingyu to the airport. They were both smitten and reluctant to part, a young couple in the throes of romance. The sweetness in the car was excessive, and Xie An opened the tailgate as soon as he got in, out of sight, out of mind.
What did he do to offend anyone by being single? Why did he have to endure this kind of pain?
Jiang Molin hugged her, touching her head from time to time, rubbing her hair, kissing her cheek, and making small movements all the time. He looked like he was feeling uncomfortable and wronged, but he didn't say it.
Lin Xingyu also leaned obediently in his arms. After all, this time, they wouldn't see each other for another month or two. Although she felt Jiang Molin was a bit too exaggerated, she didn't say anything to stop him. They just walked to the airport like this.
Jiang Molin carried the suitcase in one hand and Lin Xingyu's hand in the other as they walked to the boarding gate. Jiang Molin hugged Lin Xingyu tightly and said in a deep and magnetic voice, "Honey, you must send me a message when you arrive. If you miss me, you must send me a message. You are not allowed to miss me. You must send me a message no matter whether it is big or small."
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