The lord's mansion was still on, it was already late at night, but Tang Chuxue and the girls were not asleep yet, waiting for Jiang Xingchen.
"It's so late, why haven't he come back yet?" Xian Ning frowned and said angrily. Not only her, Mei'er, but also Ling'er's faces were not good-looking either.
That day, Jiang Xingchen smashed a big hole in the wall like a crazy person and then went into seclusion. They were worried. Today, they finally saw that he was fine, but the girls just breathed a sigh of relief, but this guy didn't stay at home all day. He played mahjong with the old man, Zhao Danqing and the others for an afternoon, and there was no sign of people at night. It was already what time.
"He has been under too much pressure these days, so let him relax!" The person who spoke was Tang Chuxue. The other three women didn't know the current situation and thought they could really defeat the gods. Only she understood that even if she used space to explode the Star Corner, there was no possibility of winning. But she couldn't understand why Jiang Xingchen was preparing to arrange it. She knew her husband and was definitely not a person who gave up easily.
"Sister Chuxue, just spoil him!" Xian Ning said angrily.
"He and Xiaoxiang are drinking, but they are not full!" Tang Chuxue gently patted Xianning and comforted her.
"Go to find Xiaoxiang to have a drink again..." Xian Ning and Mei'er turned their heads at the same time, and their eyes fell on Ling'er.
Ling'er's face turned red. Of course, she knew the meaning of the two women's eyes, so she quickly waved her hand and said, "I...I didn't think about it!" This kind of thing became darker and darker. When she said it, she realized that she was not urging herself, her voice became smaller and smaller. Finally, she lowered her head deeply.
"Puchi!" Mei'er and the three girls laughed at the same time, and the serious atmosphere suddenly disappeared.
At this moment, there was a creaking sound outside, and then the sound of private soldiers saluting. The girls kept their smiles and stood up. Jiang Xingchen was back.
Ling'er was the first to take a step and hurried out. Since she had a relationship with Jiang Xingchen, she wanted to be with Jiang Xingchen at all times, but in front of Tang Chuxue, Mei'er and Xianning, she could not show it. Especially in the previous part, several women punished Jiang Xingchen and refused to let him enter the house. She was very reluctant from her heart. But if she wanted to integrate into this family, she could not be independent. That's why she went to the kitten girl's surprise attack on Jiang Xingchen for the second time.
Walking quickly to the door, Ling'er suddenly stood still and turned her head to see Tang Chuxue's third girl still moving, looking at her with a playful look on her face.
Ling'er felt like her face was burning, and she stood there awkwardly, either opening the door or going back.
"Brother must have drunk a lot. Today I will give you the task of taking care of my brother. Go quickly!" Mei'er waved her hand with a smile.
"Ah?" Ling'er was stunned, then reacted and looked at the other two women. Seeing that they were smiling and nodding, a warm current suddenly surged in her heart.
The grassland woman has a bold personality and never shyness. Although she completely recognizes the three girls, she does not pretend to be humble. Ling'er turns around and opens the door and walks out.
In the yard, Jiang Xingchen staggered forward and saw Ling'er facing him. For some reason, a bloody picture appeared in his mind, and the seductive fragrance faintly smelled from his nose.
Already drunk a lot, and when he smelled the fragrance, he became even more confused. Jiang Xingchen was almost driven by instinct. He stepped forward and picked up Ling'er, and strode towards the room on the right with a scream...
Jiang Xingchen could no longer remember when he woke up. He only knew that he had not slept all night and had been spending his time in Ling'er's lingering. After sobering up, the bone-bone-broken taste really made him unable to stop. This taste was something Mei'er, Xianning, and Tang Chuxue could not give him. He couldn't help but think of a sentence, the king would never court early.
At eight o'clock in the morning, Jiang Xingchen broke free from the entanglement of this little fairy with great perseverance. After the little fox fell asleep, he placed a thick stack of white paper on the table, and finally kissed the little fox's fragrant lips before leaving.
After coming out of the front yard, Jiang Xingchen saw that Tang Chuxue, Meier, and Xianning were not there, so he went to the back garden. Due to the attack on the territory, the students did not attend class. Xiaomei and Xiaoyu were taking Xiao Wanjun and the little princess to play.
Seeing Jiang Xingchen, the two children called their father and rushed over. Xiaomei and Xiaoyu also came over to call Jue Sir.
Looking at the two graceful girls, Jiang Xingchen sighed in his heart, as if the two naughty kids who played the little dragon Ding Ding were still in front of him...
The next whole day, Jiang Xingchen was spending time with his two children, with several thick stacks of white paper around him, all of which were written on them were stories or comics. He told stories to the children, while Xiaomei and Xiaoyu giggled at the comics for a day, and finally their cheeks hurt.
My father accompanied him to tell a story for a day, and the two children were very excited and kept pestering Jiang Xingchen until the night.
Mei'er, Tang Chuxue and Xianning came back and saw Jiang Xingchen playing with the child, they all showed a gentle smile and watched quietly.
Jiang Xingchen obviously couldn't bear to separate from the child. Until the two children couldn't stand it and fell asleep, he let go of the story with unfulfilled satisfaction.
That night, Jiang Xingchen stayed in Xianning's room. After some lingering, he took out the things he had prepared long ago and handed them over to Xianning.
Xian Ning didn't want to see it. They had never seen it since Jiang Xingchen went to sea the previous year. Today, she finally got alone, so of course she wanted to eat enough. However, when she took the blank paper and looked at it, her eyes could no longer be wrong. Even the quilt slipped down and her upper body was exposed to the air.
Jiang Xingchen smiled, then snatched the white paper from Xianning's hand, hugged her, and fell down.
However, Xian Ning struggled hard, left Jiang Xingchen's arms and sat up again, put on her clothes in a few seconds, jumped out of the bed and sat at the table. While picking up the stack of white paper and continuing to watch, she waved to Jiang Xingchen and said, "You go to bed first, don't worry about me!"
Jiang Xingchen smiled bitterly, and he knew that taking out the concepts of relativity and quantum mechanics would be such a result...
The next day, Xianning hurried back to the research institute, and Xiaoxian was thrown to Ling'er. Ling'er had to put down the hundreds of songs left by Jiang Xingchen for him and take care of Xiaoxian for the time being.
That night, Jiang Xingchen went to Tang Chuxue's room and handed over all the things related to martial arts and Chinese arts that he had heard in his previous life to his wife.
"I don't know much about this thing, and the records are quite chaotic. I can write whatever I think. Look back and see if it's useful!" Jiang Xingchen said.
Tang Chuxue's expression was as gloomy as water, and she didn't even look at the white paper handed over by Jiang Xingchen. Jiang Xingchen was so familiar with her, and at the same time she felt aware of unknown dangers. So since Jiang Xingchen left the gate the day before yesterday, she was uneasy. Jiang Xingchen's various abnormalities in the past two days have deepened her suspicion.
"Xingchen, do you really need to arrange the Xingchen Collar?" Tang Chuxue asked.
"No need to arrange it! I already have a way to deal with it!" Jiang Xingchen said with a smile, looking very relaxed.
"No!" Tang Chuxue narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "You must have something to hide from us!" (To be continued.)8