Chapter 892: After getting along for a long time, she will always be soft-hearted and forgive him
In all these long years, he had never seen her angry, and he didn't know what it was like to quarrel with her. Even if she was angry and punched him, his face always looked calm, but there was an indescribable indifference in her eyes.
Standing near the window on the top floor of the tower, I was pretty sure she was right in front of me, but I couldn't see her, couldn't get close, and couldn't touch her.
He smiled bitterly and fully understood that he really couldn't even touch her if she didn't give him a chance.
The farthest distance between them is her rejection.
He walked to the low couch on the side and sat down cross-legged to practice. She didn't come out until the evening. He walked down the tower and returned to the kitchen of the main hall to prepare dinner. He looked at the little girl busy in the kitchen and felt complicated.
"Baby, I'll do it." Lin Zezhong took the vegetables that Zhao Tianqin was washing in his hand. He felt distressed when he touched her cold little hands. He couldn't help but raise his eyes and look at her. She was only wearing underwear and a double-layered cross-collar jacket.
Take off your skirt, coat and cloak.
"Go and get dressed. You'll get sick if you only wear these clothes on such a cold day..."
Thinking that she wouldn't get sick, he changed his mind and said, "It will freeze. It will hurt if you come."
Zhao Tianqin wrapped a large amount of grain, vegetables, various animals and seafood in the space with spiritual power and put it into Lin Zezhong's ring: "I will give you a lot of food, enough for you to live for a hundred years. You go to Yancheng to live."
"I won't go..." Lin Zezhong quickly grabbed Zhao Tianqin's hand and said.
Zhao Tianqin pulled down Lin Zezhong's big hand and said with an increasingly cold expression: "I don't want to see you or talk to you. I know you can enter my mansion with blood, so I talk to you properly. I don't want to do anything to you.
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"I won't leave you. If you can't bear it, just kill me. I killed you twice, and I deserve to die in your hands." Lin Zezhong looked at the little girl's angry eyes with a calm expression, and faced her terrible fear.
He embraced her with his eyes and aura, turned his face to her side and kissed her gently on the cheek.
He stretched out one hand to grab her little hand in her wide sleeve and pulled it up to take a look. The veins on her hand that were tightly clenched into a fist were visible.
"I'll beat you up if you want. What can I do if I'm so angry?"
She still didn't speak or make a move, so Lin Zezhong lowered his head and kissed her earlobe gently, and also kissed her neck a few times.
"Don't hold it back, I know you are very angry. I have never seen you angry in the long years we have known each other. Will you quarrel?"
Zhao Tianqin's little face was filled with chills, and her whole body was filled with coldness. After a while, she calmly said: "You did it on purpose? You have never seen me angry.
I'm very angry right now. You want me to quarrel with you, then tell me what the quarrel is about?
Do you let me or not? What do I get if I win? If I lose, I will be even more angry. I might as well beat you up now to vent my anger!"
When Zhao Tianqin said the word "venting his anger", the pressure all over his body gathered and pressed towards Lin Zezhong. The pressure made him unable to stand, and his legs were so heavy that they trembled.
"You can't stand even half the pressure. What gives you the courage to challenge me?" Zhao Tianqin said quietly, pulling off his belt with his small hands, grabbing the clothes at the collar of his back and pulling them down hard, mentally grabbing them.
Lin Zezhong, who was wearing only a pair of trousers, threw him and buried him in the thick snow outside the mansion.
"Build me a big snowman ten meters high and come back later," Zhao Tianqin said coldly in his heart, turning on the electric stove to cook noodles for only one person.
"I'll cook dinner and pile it on later," Lin Zezhong said in his heart as he climbed out of the snowdrift. He felt inexplicably funny in his heart. A little girl who doesn't know how to quarrel will teach others a lesson when she gets angry.
"Quickly build a snowman"
"Okay" Lin Zezhong had no choice but to build a snowman. She didn't like playing in the snow or skiing, so he rarely played in the snow. Although he was not very good at building a snowman, he could carve it, and he quickly piled the snow together to form a snowman.
Tall snowdrifts…
Zhao Tianqin cooked the noodles and ate them by himself. After almost finishing, Lin Zezhong came back shirtless, his trousers wet against his long legs.
"White fat man!" Zhao Tianqin said quietly and continued eating noodles.
Lin Zezhong speechlessly picked up the clothes on the kitchen floor and put them on. Seeing that she only ordered noodles for one person, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He suppressed a smile and asked: "You won't cook my portion? The noodles you cooked are very delicious. It's a pity that I only have one."
Having eaten it once made me miss it so much.”
"It's okay to miss it. If you don't get it, you will always miss it. After you get it, you will feel that it is just like that!
You insist on staying and you still want me to serve you? Do you want to be beautiful just because you have a big face?" Zhao Tianqin picked up the bowl and drank all the soup before standing up.
He put the bowl in front of Lin Zezhong and said, "Wash the bowl. If you insist on staying, then you can be my personal maid. If you don't like it, please do it!"
"Okay, I can do whatever I want. I can also give you a bath. Please give me the instructions of the goddess. Do you need my women's clothes?" Lin Zezhong asked in a good mood, as long as he was willing to stay, no matter why she changed her mind.
"Looking at transvestites is too jarring," Zhao Tianqin replied, turned around and walked out of the kitchen.
After choking, Lin Zezhong took the bowl and chopsticks, washed them, and cooked a bowl of noodles that was exactly the same as the one she cooked the first time he went to her house. Although the noodles he cooked were also delicious, they didn't taste like hers.
And all the food she cooked had a taste, which was the taste of home that made him feel nostalgic.
After cleaning up the kitchen, he took the cranberry pudding and red date hot tea he had made and walked to the hall, where the little girl sat on a newly installed apricot-colored fabric sofa and played games.
Put the tray on the coffee table in front of the sofa, sit next to her and look at her flying fingers, much like the way she played the piano.
"Looking at my hands, I'm fascinated. That's enough. Do you want to take a bite?" Zhao Tianqin put his left hand to Lin Zezhong's mouth and asked, while still tapping the screen with his hand.
Lin Zezhong kissed the back of the white hand gently, pulled down his little hand and played with her fingers. After a while, he realized: "Sorry, I'm used to it..."
Zhao Tianqin took back his little hand and said nothing.
"Would you like pudding? Cranberry flavor. Would you like some hot red date tea? I didn't put any ginger..."
"Go take a shower, you're dirty." Zhao Tianqin glanced at him with disgust before turning away and looking at the tablet.
"Okay." Lin Zezhong quickly ran to the bathroom to take a shower. He thought that her calm and warm tone made him feel very comfortable. He went to make a snowman and dried the trousers he wore with his internal strength when he came back. He also sat next to her in his floor-length clothes. She was not angry either.
feeling.
You actually feel like you forgive him, is that an illusion?
After changing into clean clothes and returning to Zhao Tianqin, she was eating pudding and watching martial arts cartoons. Although the cartoons were in Chinese characters, they were not from the world they were familiar with. They were beautiful, delicate, realistic and smooth cartoons.
"Bao... Goddess, can you give me a computer like yours?" Lin Zezhong called Bao "Baby" and immediately changed his tune. It would be better for him not to offend her in the slightest. After getting along for a long time, she would always be soft-hearted and forgive.
He, she was always cruel to him.
"Well" Zhao Tianqin gave him a computer and looked at him leisurely.
"What's wrong?" he asked doubtfully and pressed the power button. The screen lit up instantly and entered the main interface in three seconds. The empty main interface made him stunned for a moment.