The voice is soft, but the questioning meaning in the tone does not account for much. The two have been in a relationship for two years, and if we talk about the time they have been together, it has been more than seven or eight years. Lingjing's mind is already delicate.
After so many years, it is not an exaggeration to say that the relationship between each other is like that of an old couple. Especially for a traditional girl like Lingjing, when she likes someone, she may understand the other person more deeply than she does herself. Occasionally, Jiaming is a little bit
For any unusual behavior, she could immediately guess the reason.
It has to be said that even though in front of outsiders he doesn't care about useless vanities such as face, bloodiness, etc., in some aspects, Jia Ming does have a masculinity that is difficult for others to match. He will never let Lingjing, Shasha and the others
When they come into contact with the dark world, the principle is to try not to make them worry about anything. Since the headache attack, he has not even made a slight expression of pain in front of Lingjing and Shasha, but after half a year, he is still haunted by Lingjing and Shasha.
Jing noticed the discomfort in his head and spoke out at this time.
"Uh..." He rested his head on Lingjing's belly and put one hand into the sleeping bag. Feeling the warm and delicate touch, Jia Ming was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "Recently... I do have a headache."
"You didn't say..." Ling Jing complained slightly, "Did you go to the hospital?"
"It's nothing, it's a small matter." Jiaming comforted her, "I'm probably a little nervous lately, so I have a migraine. Don't forget what I've learned, this kind of thing happens all the time."
"Then you need to go see me. I'm still a student and I have a migraine. Mom is in the hospital, so it's very convenient for you to go and see her."
"Well, it's just because my mother is in the hospital that I don't dare to go. How have I ever gone to the hospital in the past few years without being nagged to death? You can't be naughty or messy. You can't participate in the underworld. You can't do dangerous acts of righteousness. You can't be violent.
Overeating. You must live a regular life. Don’t watch TV or play games too late. Otherwise, you won’t be allowed to live outside. Move back here...Help—"
As he spoke, he rolled around, and then Lingjing pinched his cheek with a smile: "Mom, I'm doing this for your own good. I'm giving you a massage, so don't move around." She patted him slightly and said, "And that's
My mother, you are not allowed to call me so affectionately."
"It's my mother."
"my mother!"
"It's the same if you marry me anyway."
"Humph, I'm still marrying you. No matter how much my parents love you. Knowing that you stand in the same boat as me and Shasha, your legs will have to be broken. Deep love and deep responsibility, you know,
Let’s see how you explain it then.”
"Well, anyway, we are only seventeen or eighteen years old. It's still early. There is really nothing we can do about it... I will marry Shasha first and then divorce. Then I will be with you and be friends with Shasha at the same time. Then there will be nothing to talk about. Business.
There are only a few people who can still be friends after getting married, but it’s not impossible..."
"When the time comes, prepare to be chased by Uncle Liu." Lingjing smiled and turned away from the potentially unpleasant topic, "Let's not talk about this anymore. You must go see a doctor when you get back. It's better to get some medicine.
.”
"According to my many years of experience in practicing medicine, it is actually not good for young people to take medicine..."
"Don't talk back."
"Then I'll push your lungs and chest..." Jia Ming smiled and moved towards Lingjing's upper body. Then, a low-pitched voice came from the tent: "Don't move! I won't ignore you anymore."
!”
After laughing softly and having a slight fight, the small tent finally became quiet. Under the shadow of the lamp, Jiaming got into the sleeping bag, resting his head on the girl's belly, hugging her legs, feeling the familiarity
The warmth, the gentleness of the fingers, the agitation and pain in the head also gradually quieted down and calmed down in such a gentle atmosphere.
After feeling the stimulation of supernatural powers, this is the first time to calm down in the human factors...
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…
After midnight, in the early hours of the morning, he walked out of the tent, pressed his forehead, and stretched out feeling refreshed.
There were still people walking among the tents on the grass at this time, and some of the vehicles parked not far away had their lights on, and the sound of TV programs could be heard faintly, but in any case, at 3:30 in the morning, this is the time when most people sleep.
When he was deep in thought, looking at the piles of bonfires still burning in the grass, Jia Ming let out a long sigh of relief.
"Huh... Pei Luojia..."
Muttering to himself, he turned around several tents and quietly hid his figure. After a moment, he returned to his tent with several small recording devices, plugged in his headphones, and listened to them one by one. Then, he
I listened to both sides of the mini tape corresponding to Tan Junrong repeatedly.
"...I'm here to apologize...I know you like that Ye Lingjing...Young Master Rong, your charm is not enough, I really don't know who else is attractive...I'll go and apologize to her tomorrow...
…Actually, I do it for myself too…”
The conversation between Du Li and Tan Junrong was repeated in the headphones. Jiaming shook his head slightly, his eyes indifferent and indifferent.
"All die..."
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early morning.
When the sun rose, everyone who got up was fetching water by the stream to wash up. Jia Ming bought breakfast from the bus that served as a dining car on the roadside.
Yahan, who was relatively sleepy, was probably the last one to get up. When she came out of the tent, rubbing her hazy eyes, Lingjing and Jiang Yuwei were talking to each other, and Shasha was also listening. When she saw Yahan, she smiled.
He brought a basin of water from the side.
"Sister Yahan, I've left some hot water for you."
"Oh, thank you, Shasha." He was holding hot water and wanted to go in again, but he paused and glanced behind him, "Shasha, what did Jiang Yuwei say to Lingjing?"
"Sister Yahan, don't you like her too?" Shasha asked softly with a smile.
"Actually, it's not a big deal, but... Lingjing and you are both together with Jiaming now, but I don't think highly of Tan Junrong..."
Yahan has interacted with many men and women from the upper class over the years, and has already had her own set of experiences on how to protect herself. In front of others, she can be mature and elegant, not neglecting others, but at the same time, she can also draw a line around herself.
Invisible boundaries, if someone is interested in her, she can clearly feel the rejection as soon as she comes into contact. Naturally, she does not have this kind of ability. The events of yesterday evening were confusing to the authorities but clear to the bystanders, and she was more or less aware of them.
He saw it in his eyes. However, when the relationship between Lingjing, Shasha and Jia Ming was clearly stated at this time, Shasha was still a little embarrassed for a while and smiled sheepishly.
"Yeah, I don't like her very much. In fact, Lingjing knows it too, but Jiang Yuwei doesn't want to come here to pull strings... By the way, Sister Yahan, you haven't lost your underwear, have you?"
"what?"
"I heard from Jiang Yuwei that Du Li woke up this morning and found that the bra and underwear she changed last night were missing. She suspected that there was a perverted pervert in our team, and she is asking questions secretly now."
"No way..." Yahan turned her head and saw Du Li standing in front of the tent not far away talking to several girls who were traveling with her, frowning and looking at her with a hair-raising gaze. One of the men walking around looked away. Yahan took the basin and said, "Let me take a look at mine...it seems that I haven't lost it..."
Du Li probably didn't intend to spread it everywhere, but this is how rumors are spread, one by one. When the beautiful morning sun hangs in the eastern sky, the girls in a small area here are whispering about it. , many girls did not even tell their boyfriends, but looked at all the men with a perverted look. Lingjing naturally told Jiaming about it as soon as possible. He knew that Jiaming was always alert at night and got up. He got there early, but when asked about anyone who had appeared happily in the early hours of the morning, Jia Ming didn't pay much attention.
"No way, if I want this kind of thing, I can just ask... Haha, don't hit me. As far as I know, this kind of perverted thing has always been the favorite of Japanese people who are known for their abnormal hearts. I did it. Tell me honestly, do you have a hobby of collecting beautiful women’s underwear?”
At this time, the only women standing with Jiaming were Lingjing, Shasha, Yahan, and Xun. Hearing Jiaming's nonsense, Shasha, who was taking something from the big food box, kicked him in the butt. : "Gu Jiaming, you can say this, I'm sorry."
As the accused protagonist, Xun was sitting aside quietly drinking porridge. At this time, he glanced at Jiaming with a calm expression: "I am only interested in the teacher's underwear."
"oh--"
The other three women shouted at the same time, pointing their fingers at Jiaming. Jiaming curled his lips helplessly. Xun never had much time to talk back, but when he spoke, it was often a bit nonsensical. You can refute such serious jokes. It will make people feel stupid. If they don't refute, they can only be ridiculed silently. He spread his hands and said: "Why are you rotten girls looking at me like this? Shasha is her teacher, okay... cough..." He looked at me Tian Yuzhengze, who was not far away, waved his hand and changed the subject, "Zhengze, come over here."
"What?"
"You Japanese pervert, did you go out to steal someone's underwear last night?"
Tianyu Zhengze was stunned, he was not very clear about the woman losing her underwear: "Please, although I am Japanese, I am very upright... Uh, why are you looking at me like this... "
"Do you know that your words are very unconvincing..."
While they were talking about the fuss, a tent on the other side was finally opened at this time. Tan Junrong, who was neatly dressed, walked out of the tent, looking slightly nervous. He stood by the tent and looked at the suspect with his eyes. He looked at everyone around him, and for a moment, he looked at Du Li who had the same gaze a few meters away. Just like what is described in many books: the four eyes met and sparks were generated...