Wang Lingjun's life was very comfortable since she was a child, she had never suffered much, and she had no concrete idea of her desire for wealth. The only people who really cared about Qin Liang's background were her father, mother, and grandfather, but she herself had no feelings about it. Even if she was asked to get married.
The aristocratic family also wanted to repay the kindness of the royal family's elders and fulfill their responsibilities for the royal family.
So she was very satisfied with Qin Liang. Sometimes she was in a bad mood and it had nothing to do with him. It was just her own problem.
In addition to what her father said about being both civil and military, she saw a dignified appearance. She mainly felt that Qin Liang was very patient, willing to listen to her carefully and understand her. He was also very calm in doing things. In just a few days, she
I think Qin Liang is a trustworthy person. He has the demeanor of a gentleman.
With such good feelings and the title of her husband, Wang Lingjun said something that surprised her, telling him to lean on her heart. After saying that, she felt her face was a little hot, and she didn't know why she said that.
This was never possible before. Maybe it was because I felt too relaxed around Qin Liang.
But it doesn't seem to matter much, it's just a whisper between the couple in the boudoir anyway.
But she soon realized that she was wrong. After a while, Qin Liang said: "What I smell is all the smell of clothes and fabrics."
Then he gently stretched out his hand towards her hand. Wang Lingjun didn't know what to do and subconsciously grabbed his hand with great force, but his other hand slowly came over. Wang Lingjun lay on his back on the couch.
I couldn't move, my body gradually lost strength, my mind became dizzy, and my whole body became very weird, as if I had drunk alcohol.
She was very nervous, but Qin Liang kept whispering in her ear. His voice was very low, and sometimes she didn't even know what Qin Liang was talking about. She could only feel his breath when he spoke.
. She was at a loss because all the men she had met were polite to her, and she had never encountered anything like this before.
Wang Lingjun was also surprised. She had never expected that tonight would be like this. She thought Qin Liang was a gentleman, because he respected her wishes in the past few days and never forced himself on the bed.
What happened to him tonight?
Soon Wang Lingjun realized that it was the problem with that sentence. She had originally intended to tease him, but the consequences were not as expected.
What Qin Liang respects is not her intention, but her attitude.
Wang Lingjun didn't know what to do at all. The problem was that there was no legitimate reason to reject her husband. Qin Liang behaved very carefully, but as long as Wang Lingjun compromised once, his demands would go further. Moreover, Qin Liang had been lying to her, saying yes
He knew how to do what he wanted, but in fact it was just talk. Wang Lingjun's mind was groggy. At some point, he felt that the skin on his body was a little cold, and he directly felt the cool air of the autumn night.
There is almost no wind tonight, the door is locked, the oil lamp is on, and the room is fairly bright.
Just when she was at a loss and didn't dare to move, she suddenly heard Qin Liang's voice: "Qing's voice was so clear when he spoke, I didn't expect that he could also make a voice as dull as a tiger's."
Wang Lingjun was already lying on the couch like this. There was no need to resist at all. She just thought to herself: Did I make a sound just now? Her mind was too dizzy and she didn't know anything just now.
Qin Liang's voice said again: "My name is Ruhu, from now on I will call you Qinghuhu."
Wang Lingjun didn't say anything. His cheeks felt as if they were on a hot summer day, and he was too embarrassed to say anything. At this time, he actually started teasing himself. He finally succeeded, right? She wanted to say something back to him: Is this how you act like a gentleman?
But at this moment she couldn't say a word.
Her thoughts became very sluggish, and her thoughts stayed on the tiger Qin Liang mentioned.
...Wang Lingjun seemed to be asleep. In his dream, he saw a tiger jogging slowly in the jungle. It stared ahead, and then gradually accelerated its pace towards the prey. The fast wind whistled in its ears. It was very anxious and anxious.
It was unbearable, and it was full of expectations, but for some reason, it could not see what the prey was. The prey was very strange, the tiger had never seen it before, and it could not see it now. The tiger wanted to catch it quickly, and wanted to see what the prey was.
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The muscle lines on the tiger's limbs are very graceful, its movements are full of power, its posture is agile, and it exudes the vitality of life. It is running rapidly up the mountain, getting higher and higher, as if it is running into the sky. The scenery on the mountain is very strange, and it is still
It's a bit scary, suffocating people to the point where they can't breathe. The tiger roars at everything with all its strength, so that the suffocating fear of heights and the depression in the jungle can be completely released.
After the tiger roared, the invisible and unpredictable prey was miraculously captured. The expectation and anxiety it had been running around suddenly disappeared. Only the relaxed tiger posture was left, flying lightly on the top of the mountain.
In the sky, the tiger's body completely lost its weight.
The groggy Wang Lingjun didn't know when she woke up. She felt uncomfortable all over her body. She felt that everything was dirty. Her inexplicable obsession with cleanliness came back again, as if the whole world was filled with dirt. She stood up in a hurry. Fortunately, behind the screen,
The water in the barrel has not been drained yet.
Although the water in the barrel was already cold, she couldn't care less at this time.
After struggling for a long time, she returned to the couch. She felt very tired and fell asleep almost immediately.
The next morning, as soon as Wang Lingjun woke up, he hurriedly covered his mouth and sneezed with a "Aji" sound. Qin Liang on the side asked: "Is it cold? Why don't you check on the doctor later."
Wang Lingjun shook his head and spoke in a clear voice and a slow rhythm: "I just caught a slight cold. I am in good health. I will get better after two days."
Qin Liang said: "I will ask someone to make you a bowl of ginger tea later."
Wang Lingjun nodded and said "hmm". She didn't know if it was because the water she bathed in last night was cold, but she had been lying on the couch for a long time before that, so she might have caught a cold at that time.
"Do you like the name I gave you? Tigress." Qin Liang said.
Wang Lingjun immediately remembered the illusion last night, his face immediately became hot, he lowered his eyes and did not dare to look at Qin Liang, and said nothing.
Qin Liang's voice said again: "Cen means mountain; Lingjun means a king. If there is a king in the mountain, isn't it a tiger?"
When Wang Lingjun heard that he was talking about mountains and tigers, he was even more embarrassed and wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into. She couldn't help but get a little angry and said: "Stop talking. I'm still angry at you for lying to me!"
At this moment, Qin Liang had no choice but to acquiesce. Wang Lingjun quickly glanced at him quietly and found that although he did not say anything, his expression was as if nothing had happened. She felt relieved and knew that her husband had a good temperament and was not such a stingy person.
Qin Liang just took the robe he wore yesterday and wrapped it around him, then went to open the door and called: "Moye, get some hot water."
Wang Lingjun didn't wake up too much and caught a cold, so she continued to lie on the quilt to rest for a while. Seeing a piece of Qin Liang's clothes thrown in the corner, she slowly reached out to take it and covered her face.
, she suddenly wanted to snicker, but she felt that it was not solemn and looked like a fool. If she had known that the tiger's prey looked like that, she would have been too lazy to think so much on the night of the obeisance, and just followed it in a confused way. It was useless to think about anything anyway.
After all, it is your duty to do so.
Her mental illness is very strange. She only feels that her body is unclean, but she does not feel irritated by other things.