Whenever he sees Yao Ji, Zhang Ning will have this thought: She is one of the most beautiful women in the world. Maybe in future generations, some beauties who have been packaged with superb technology can match her in appearance and figure, but to him There is always a kind of charm missing in her eyes; like an excellent painting, it can be imitated, but it lacks the finishing touch. Yao Ji is not a clear spring. It looks clear and lovely, but tastes bland, even if it is sweet. If you drink too much spring water, it will soon become boring; it is a bottle of wine with a mellow aftertaste. After being tempered by Shijiān, its taste is long and moving.
Her eyes and heart are as clear as crystal, and the relationship with her is beautiful and natural. This is something that an innocent little girl can never do. "Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster! . She usually does not compromise. To maintain harmony, when she compromises, she gives people a sense of warmth of understanding, or a sense of tolerance and forgiveness; she will not threaten or force you to insist on something, and will usually make you willing to make concessions and be convinced. Mellow communication avoids the ugly and bad words of disputes, and her temperament becomes elegant and noble, but without any pretense; people's hearts cannot be completely beautiful, but she can show the beautiful side in her daily life.
So Yao Ji is very contagious. Even on the eve of the First World War when the soldiers were pressing down on her, Zhang Ning felt a sense of calmness and could calmly accept the tea from her. Because she was so calm. , you can’t help but follow in her footsteps.
But Zhang Ning couldn't be completely calm. Desire is the soul of a man. Such a thought popped into his mind. Unless he is about to enter his grave and has looked down upon everything, otherwise his desires are his dreams, and he must be mediocre and useless.
It is a kind of desire that is extremely difficult to pinpoint in detail. Just a small toy that makes you want to hold it in your hands even when you sleep, and a person who you pay attention to silently when you first fall in love. It will make people feel good and bad. Zhang Ning's two sides, getting close to, snatching, possessing... Zhang Ning's noble sentiments that only want her good, and are willing to watch her drift away, are incomprehensible to Zhang Ning. People have strange tastes.
Therefore, Zhang Ning had secretly made up his mind many times to abide by the rules, be rational, and warn Ziji about his ugliness, but he still couldn't stop a strong desire. It was only in front of Yao Ji that he examined Ziji's weaknesses and discovered self-control. The strength is so low.
Fortunately, neither of them are extreme people. Yao Ji came from a scholarly family and was deeply influenced by feudal ethics; while Zhang Ning is actually a person with ordinary ideas. In his previous life, he was conservative and rule-abiding, and he was not a morally corrupt person. , so I can still restrain myself rationally.
I don't know whether it is a blessing or a misfortune that Yao Ji is the biological mother of this body of his. It should probably be a blessing, otherwise there would be no chance of getting to know her; besides, the relationship between mother and child is extremely stable, so he doesn't have to worry about being completely lose her.
Zhang Ning's mind was a little confused. Thinking of her question just now, she somehow simply answered: "I am a person who came six hundred years later. I have seen things that have not yet been invented, so I can create leading firearms."
The person who said this sentence actually felt a sense of fear. He had never disclosed his identity to others, even to his most trusted people, because he needed a reasonable identity to survive here; now he said
There was no pressure after coming out, probably because Yao Ji said before, "No matter good or bad, I can only rely on you"... It seems to be true, so Zhang Ning can subconsciously feel confident. People always have a strange desire to destroy
, he subconsciously wanted to destroy this kind of family relationship.
Yao Ji was stunned for a moment, looked at his face and said, "Are you telling the truth?"
Zhang Ning realized that this kind of thing was beyond people's imagination. Even if he told it, no one would believe it. He immediately said: "It's like reincarnation. I somehow cast myself into a person who just died. That person is Zhang Ning.
The word Ping'an is the name you gave me."
After such a call, he no longer had to think about how to answer the question just now. Yao Ji asked him how he could build advanced firearms. The question was simple, but the answer was difficult. Zhang Ning couldn't think of a reasonable explanation at the moment, and he made all the nonsense.
He was unable to hide this from the clever Yao Ji, but instead made her think that Ziji had deliberately deceived her, which only widened the gap.
Yao Ji naturally thought it was a joke when she heard it, and was about to laugh it off, but unexpectedly heard Zhang Ning say, "This is a secret and cannot be told to outsiders."
She didn't laugh, but just looked at his face quietly. Zhang Ning's face was indeed somewhat similar to hers, so he must be related by blood, and his eyes were very bright.
Although a twenty-five-year-old man can already start a family and lead a family, his demeanor is usually very different from that of a middle-aged man because of his youth. But Yao Ji couldn't tell from Zhang Ning's face that he was immature. He was not that
He is a person who is used to playing and joking. His expression is very serious. There is a kind of heroism between his eyebrows, eyes and the bridge of his nose. His expression is gentle but has a kind of intimidating anger, which makes people naturally dare not act unscrupulously in front of him.
This left Yao Ji at a loss as she could not imagine that such a man could say such absurd things.
Yao Ji's unexpressed smile froze on her face, and her expression suddenly felt a little unnatural. He meant shime. Could it be that he didn't want to be her son, so he wanted to be shime?
"But your body is mine." Yao Ji blurted out. At this time, she found that there was an ambiguity in Ziji's hurried words, and her face couldn't help but blush slightly. It was inconvenient to explain, but it became darker and darker. If it hadn't happened in her memory,
Yao Ji really wouldn't let Ziji think about her son in inappropriate ways.
Zhang Ning's eyes deliberately avoided, but accidentally glanced over Yao Ji's body. The thin silk top could not cover those beautiful lines at all. The conspicuous breasts were stretched high, and there were traces on the clothes.
Natural contours reflected by fat.
He suddenly stood up and said politely, "I won't bother you anymore."
When he walked back to the backyard and passed by the window of his and Tuesday's mother's bedroom, he felt relieved from his previous emotions.
Only by taking responsibility for things that legitimately belong to Ziji can he be magnanimous. He let out a breath, stayed in front of the window for a while, and then walked towards the new house prepared for Xu Wenjun.
He believed every word Yao Ji said, and it was best not to see Zhou Niang today. What kind of girl is Zhou Niang today? Zhang Ning seemed to be able to figure it out. If he learned that his woman was going to sleep with someone else, Ziji would definitely
I can't stand it, but because of the difference in concepts, Tuesday's mother's feelings should be fundamentally different from the humiliation of men; but people should have similar emotions, roughly like how someone who is good with Ziji later becomes good with others? In short, she should be very good at it.
Uncomfortable.
So he guessed that Tuesday's mother would be more sensitive today and pay attention to what was going on in the garden until Zhang Ning came back. He stayed in front of the window for a while, and this detail might more or less comfort her. He could only do it.
That’s it.
The yard was carefully cleaned by the maids this morning, but autumn leaves would fall off all the time. Zhang Ning's boots made a faint sound when stepping on the dry leaves. There were yellow osmanthus petals in the breeze, and he stretched out his hand to catch them.
I grabbed a piece, held it in my hand and looked at it for a few times, then threw it into the air with a wave of my sleeve.
Pushing open the door and going in, she saw Wenjun in a bright red dress doing chores in the room. It was still broad daylight outside the door. She turned around and saw an expression of surprise on Zhang Ning's face: "How could my boss come home so early..."
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Zhang Ning immediately put his finger on her lips and whispered, "You have to change your words."
In the eyes of Xu Wenjun, a powerful man made such an intimate gesture to Ziji with such a gentle tone. Her neck turned red. She nodded hurriedly and lowered her head and said, "It's...husband...jun."
Zhang Ning doesn’t think Ziji is just being hypocritical. How can he be hypocritical to a teenage girl? Besides, Xu Wenjun and Yi Jing have been with Ziji for several years... But Zhang Ning does feel that Ziji’s character is a little bit intolerant.
Still retaining some of the style of his previous life, otherwise he wouldn't have grown up and made love to Xu Wenjun. The main reason was that he had a fair and upright reason, so he couldn't make demands on her. Last time, Rongyi finally spoke to Peach Blossom Fairy,
Haven't refused yet.
At this time Xu Wenjun said again: "I know you have a lot of things to be busy with these days, so there is no need to make a special trip to leave the business for me. Let's just do what we did before."
Zhang Ning said: "I should have given Wenjun a title a long time ago, but I delayed it until now."
"I don't care." Xu Wenjun said softly, "It was only when you told my grandfather that you wanted to find me a husband. It was very sad. It's better that we didn't mention it later." Zhang Ning didn't say anything, and she continued
He whispered, "The noble concubine said something to me this morning. In fact, I really have no intention of quarreling with you... I just want to stay by your side. For the past few years, I have not dared to think about how Ru Guo will live if he leaves you one day."
Go down..."
Her voice was so small, she must have mustered a lot of courage to speak so implicitly, but for a girl of Zhang Ningqingchu's era, saying such words was no different from confessing. He did not dare to scare her, so he pretended to be indifferent and said: "You
It creates dependence."
After Zhang Ning said this, she inadvertently twirled her thumb and index finger together in her sleeve and found that it was slippery. Then she noticed that her lips were smeared with rouge today; when she pressed her lips just now, her fingers were stained with rouge.
Already.
Xu Wenjun paused slightly, then murmured: "I am very happy today. I no longer have to worry about leaving... my husband's side. Just treat me as you did before, and don't delay important events."
Zhang Ning smiled and said: "Shime big thing? Almost everyone wants to do big things and be a hero. Isn't it just for the chance to pass the beauty test? Otherwise, it would be too boring to spend all the effort to plan for big things."
"I'm not a beauty." Xu Wenjun lowered his head and said.
After hearing this, Zhang Ning reached out and gently pinched her chin, lifted her face up, and admired her with interest.