Chapter 884 Who Is Jingjing?

It was another morning, and the white curtains were floating gently under the breeze.

It was the summer sun shining into the room again, and a little bit of dust reflected a faint light.

Jiang Lin lay on the bed, he didn't know what kind of dream he had, and it seemed that he hadn't dreamed at all, his brows were slightly frowned.

With a dizzy head, he instinctively wanted to open his eyes, but his body kept resisting.

He felt a pain in his head and didn't want to sleep again, but he just couldn't open it, but Jiang Lin also knew that he couldn't fall asleep again.

It's like you have slept for more than ten hours in a row, knowing that you don't want to sleep anymore, but you just can't wake up.

Finally, Jiang Lin's desire to wake up overcame his body's instincts, and he slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as I opened my eyes, what I saw was a strange but familiar ceiling.

Familiar because Jiang Lin feels that he has seen it before, and unfamiliar because Jiang Lin feels that he has not seen it a few times.

"Where is this? Where am I?"

Just when Jiang Lin's head was in a daze, a gust of wind blew past Jiang Lin's nose, and the breeze carried the smell of morning dew and mud in the forest.

Smell it carefully again, it seems that there is still a faint fragrance.

The scent is even more familiar, like...

"Senior, Qin'er likes you very much, senior."

Murong Qin's voice echoed beside Jiang Lin.

When Jiang Lin's mind tightened and he felt bad, a white and soft lotus root arm was already hanging around Jiang Lin's neck.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Lin felt a piece of cotton candy pressed against his chest!

Looking down, the paladin descended from the sky, and a ray of holy light came down. All Jiang Lin could see was the girl's head resting on his collarbone, rubbing and rubbing like a kitten.

Because the quilt was not tightly covered, wherever Jiang Lin looked, he was sanctioned by the paladins.

"Oops!"

When he saw the face of the girl in his arms clearly, Jiang Lin's mind went blank.

What the hell is going on here?

What did I do last night?

I just remember that I walked to Qin'er's courtyard unknowingly, and when I was about to turn around to leave, I happened to meet Qin'er.

Naturally, Qin'er took a jug of wine, which was the recipe given by Shulu, and said it could calm the mind and help sleep!

Then he took another sip by himself, but the wine had no taste.

And not drunk.

Not only is it not intoxicating, but the more I drink, the more I want to learn English. It seems that if I don’t study for a moment, I feel uncomfortable all over.

Only by immersing yourself in the ocean of knowledge can you calm your heart down.

Then, my consciousness became more and more blurred, and finally there was only one impulse to run wildly in the African savannah and let my youth sweat to my heart's content.

There is also an idea of ​​wanting to read foreign language classics aloud in a tutoring institution!

"No way! This wine is!"

Looking at the jar that fell on the floor, it has been emptied, and there is no drop left in the jar.

Jiang Lin, who was completely sober, knew what was going on with the wine no matter how dull he was!

At the same time, Jiang Lin felt the girl in his arms move slightly, and when Jiang Lin looked down, Murong Qin opened his eyes sleepily.

The two pairs of eyes just looked at each other.

The big eyes under the long eyelashes first changed from the ignorance of waking up to bright joy.

Then it turned from bright joy to clingy tenderness, and finally the girl's eyelids were lowered, and under the long eyelashes, a pair of Kazilan's big eyes were slightly shy.

"Husband, husband, don't look at Qin'er like this." Murong Qin leaned on Jiang Lin's chest and said softly.

"Qin'er, that jug of wine is..."

"Well, sister Shulu and Qin'er brewed it together, using the belly blood of the sun snake, the whip of the fierce sun tiger, and the kidney of the thundering demon cow."

Jiang Lin: "."

Jiang Lin took a deep breath, and even though he had already guessed in his heart, he still asked, "Qin'er, we?"

".Qin'er wants to have a boy."

In Jiang Lin's arms, Qin'er said softly.

"."

Jiang Lin hugged his wife in his arms, stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling very complicated.

I didn't expect that my Jianglin has been in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and the wine quality is so good that it can't be improved, but I turned over again!

Wait...why did I say again?

Forget it, it doesn't matter...

Originally, I thought that Qin'er's affection for me was a kind of respect for her predecessors, and the so-called wanting to marry her was nothing more than a small attachment.

Jiang Lin thought that after Qin'er got married to him, he would gradually realize that she didn't like him like a man and a woman.

But now, there is no chance.

No matter what, it was impossible for him to abandon Qin'er again.

I and Qin'er are already worthy of the name Taoist couple...

"Husband, what's the matter?" Murong Qin rested his chin on Jiang Lin's chest and looked at him blinking.

"No, I just want to be quiet."

"Quiet? Who is Jingjing?"

"He's a girl from our village, named Xiaofang, with a braid and big bright eyes..."

Qin'er: "Isn't her name Jingjing?"

"It's not important. What's important is that she doesn't look good on you."

"That's right." The girl smiled, and it didn't matter if she was called Jingjing or Xiaofang, she was not as good-looking as herself anyway.

In the afternoon, Jiang Lin and Qin'er had a meal together.

Originally, Qin'er wanted to follow Jiang Lin to Qingyue Mountain for a stroll, but she had no choice but to be taught the etiquette of getting married by the flower demon lady, so she had no choice but to give up.

It was already afternoon when Jiang Lin left Qin'er's courtyard.

Thanks to Shulu, Jiang Lin no longer had to think about how to fool Qin'er, so Jiang Lin planned to go to Shulu's courtyard to thank her.

"Master Jiang?"

In the courtyard, seeing Jiang Linsheng approaching vigorously, although Shulu didn't know what happened, he opened the fence to welcome him.

"I'm here to thank Miss Shulu for the pot of wine."

Jiang Lin smiled kindly.

"Ah, that jug of wine." Shulu quickly waved his hand, "You're welcome, it's just a little effort."

"No! I, Jiang Lin, always repay my kindness!"

As he spoke, Jiang Lin took out a series of "classic masterpieces" such as "Slashing the Red Eye", "Madoka Magica", and "Ghoul" from his storage bag.

"I have nothing to give away, these books are not bad, very warm and healing, here they are for you."

"Really?" After taking the book, the book's green eyes were shining brightly.

"Well, really."

With that said, Jiang Linhao took out a Walkman that Xiao Hei had made before.

"This is for you. Put these two things in your ears and press this button to listen to the music. At twelve o'clock in the evening, you will feel more comfortable while reading these books while listening to the music."

"Thank you son."

"No need." Jiang Lin waved his hand, "Let's go."

"Sir, go slowly."

Shulu watched Jiang Lin leave happily, but when Jiang Lin turned around, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Suddenly, Jiang Lin felt that his thoughts were much clearer.