Lin's exquisite house is a three-story European-style villa, built near the lake and very luxuriously decorated.
When I entered the house, a gust of cold wind blew in my face.
Ye Qiu couldn't help but shuddered.
"Sister Lin, do you live alone in this house?" Ye Qiu asked.
"Xiaojie and I live together." The Xiaojie that Lin Jingchen mentioned was the short-haired woman. Her name was Sun Mengjie, and she was Lin Jingjing's assistant.
In the car, Lin Jingjing had already introduced Ye Qiu.
"Sister Lin, let me give you a suggestion, either change the house, or hire some nannies to let them live here." Ye Qiu said.
"Why?"
"Feng Shui says that it is unlucky for a house with few people."
"Oh, there is another way of saying this?"
Ye Qiudao: "The great road creates one qi, and one qi divides yin and yang. Yin and yang form the heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth give birth to all things. In Feng Shui, the house belongs to yin and the person belongs to yang. If yang cannot suppress yin, then people will have problems, such as insomnia and dreaminess.
He is in a trance, sentimental, easily possessed by evil spirits, and may even encounter some unclean things."
"Humph, feudal superstition, nonsense." Sun Mengjie snorted coldly, not believing Ye Qiu's words at all.
Ye Qiu was too lazy to refute, and he didn't know why. Sun Mengjie seemed to have a problem with him and never gave him a good look.
Lin Jingqing, on the other hand, looked at Ye Qiu with her beautiful eyes, as if she had discovered a new world, and asked curiously: "Ye Qiu, can you still read Feng Shui?"
"Well, I know a little bit."
Among the inheritances Ye Qiu received were Feng Shui metaphysics and Qi Men Dun Jia.
"You are so amazing. Not only do you know Maoshan spells, but you can also read Feng Shui. I feel like I have found a treasure."
Ye Qiu felt refreshed physically and mentally after being praised by Lin Jingjing like this.
"By the way, where did you learn that Kung Fu?" Lin Jingjing asked again.
"I told you that you may not believe it. One day I had a very strange dream. In the dream, I met an old man with white hair. He passed on many things to me. In addition to Kung Fu, he also passed on the Maoshan Talisman to me.
Yes." Ye Qiu said seriously.
Lin Jingjing thought it was inconvenient for Ye Qiu to talk, so she smiled and did not continue to ask.
Sun Mengjie was not polite at all and scolded directly: "Liar!"
Ye Qiu secretly felt aggrieved, why didn't anyone believe him when he told the truth?
"Xiaojie, please order a takeaway. I haven't eaten anything tonight and I'm hungry." Lin Jingjing ordered.
"Yes." Sun Mengjie responded respectfully.
Ye Qiu said: "It will be at least an hour when the takeaway is delivered. Sister Lin, how about I cook some noodles for you?"
"You can also cook?" Lin Jingjing was surprised.
Ye Qiu smiled and said: "Cooking noodles is the simplest thing. I can do it at the age of five."
It is said that the children of poor people become masters early. He and Qian Jinglan have been dependent on each other since he was a child, and he can do household chores such as cooking and washing clothes.
"Okay, I'll try your cooking tonight." Lin Jingjing said, "The noodles and eggs are in the kitchen. You can find them yourself!"
"Okay, dinner will be served in ten minutes."
Ye Qiu got into the kitchen.
Lin Jingjing looked at his back, the corners of her mouth raised slightly.
This little move was seen by Sun Mengjie, who was a little dissatisfied and said: "Mr. Lin, you'd better not have high expectations for his cooking skills. I haven't seen many men cook delicious food."
"We'll know later whether it tastes good or not. Isn't it too early to draw conclusions now?"
Sun Mengjie immediately closed her mouth.
ten minutes later.
Ye Qiu walked out of the kitchen carrying a steaming bowl of tomato and egg noodles.
"Sister Lin, the noodles are ready, you can try it."
Lin Jingjing took a look at the bowl. The bright red tomato juice and smooth shaved noodles made people want to eat it. She took a breath and found that the sour tomato aroma was entering her nose hard.
Lin Jingjing picked up the chopsticks, picked out a noodle and put it into her mouth, sucked the tomato juice on it, then "shhh", sucked the whole noodle into her mouth, and chewed it slowly.
"How about Sister Lin, does it taste good?" Ye Qiu was a little worried. He didn't know if a woman like Lin Jingjing, who had eaten delicacies from all over the world, could get used to the noodles he cooked.
Sun Mengjie also asked: "Isn't it delicious?"
"Well, it's not delicious. Xiaojie, you'd better order takeout."
As I expected, this man's cooking is not delicious. Sun Mengjie thought to herself.
But the next second, I saw that Lin Jingqing was like a glutton. He didn't care about his image at all. He finished the bowl of tomato and egg noodles in a short time, and then said to Ye Qiu: "Give me another bowl."
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What?
one more bowl?
Sun Mengjie thought she had heard wrongly. She looked at Lin Jingjing for two seconds and suddenly understood, and said urgently to Ye Qiu: "Give me a bowl too."
After a while, Ye Qiu brought out two bowls of noodles, handed one to Lin Jingjing, and ate the other with his own chopsticks.
"Where's my face?" Sun Mengjie asked unhappily.
She originally thought that the bowl of noodles in Ye Qiu's hand was for her, but unexpectedly, Ye Qiu started eating it himself.
"No more." Ye Qiu said.
"You -" Sun Mengjie was so angry that her cheeks bulged, she stared at Ye Qiu, wanting to beat this bastard up, and after a while she said: "Isn't it just a bowl of noodles? It seems like it's rare for anyone.
No more eating."
"It's okay if you don't eat, Sister Lin. Let's eat two more bowls. There's still..."
Whoosh——
Before Ye Qiu could finish speaking, Sun Mengjie rushed into the kitchen.
Ye Qiu is funny, he says he won't eat, but his body is very honest.
Woman, huh...
After eating the noodles, Lin Jingjing said: "My room is on the third floor, please take me up."
Her leg injury has not healed yet and she has difficulty moving.
"good."
Just as Ye Qiu nodded, he heard Sun Mengjie say: "Mr. Lin, let me take you up!"
After saying that, Sun Mengjie was going to hug Lin Jingjiang.
"No, let Ye Qiu give it to me." Lin Jingjing ordered, "Wash the dishes."
Seeing Ye Qiu carrying Lin Jingqing upstairs, Sun Mengjie was so angry that she wanted to cry. In the past, Lin Jingping would tell her to do everything by herself, but now she was left aside, like a concubine who had fallen out of favor.
"Ye Qiu, you stinky man, huh, I'm not done with you."
…
Ye Qiu carried Lin Jingjing upstairs. Through the thin clothes, he could feel the warmth and smoothness of Lin Jingjing's skin. In addition, Lin Jingqing was wearing a deep V evening dress. When he lowered his head, he could see something he shouldn't have seen.
The things made Ye Qiu feel a little distraught.
In just three floors, Ye Qiu suffered a lot.
When I came to the room, I saw a piece of pink when I entered the door, pink curtains, pink wallpaper, pink bed...
Ye Qiu felt that this and Lin's image of a delicate and strong woman were really a bit...
Doesn't match.
Ye Qiu put Lin Jingjing on the bed, and Lin Jingjing said, "You haven't answered the question I asked you in the car earlier. Are you still a virgin?"
Why are you bringing this up again?
Ye Qiu's face turned red and he said, "Sister Lin, you should go to bed early. I'll leave first."
"What's the rush?" Lin Jingqing suddenly hooked her white arms around Ye Qiu's neck and said delicately, "Stay here tonight, okay?"
