Star Dome Railway: Give the man you love a home

After all, it was General Jingyuan who took action personally, and seeing that General Jingyuan seemed to be ruthless to him, Yanqing became serious and tried his best to deal with it.

It must be said that with General Jing Yuan leading the fight against Yan Qing, some of the skills Lin Qian had learned before came in handy.

Following Jing Yuan's eyes and movements, Lin Qian immediately understood what he meant and knew how and where to attack Yan Qing.

This is a much faster learning speed than when Yanqing taught her alone in the past.

Although Yan Qing dared to fight back against General Jing Yuan, he did not dare to attack Lin Qian. Moreover, the look from General Jing Yuan made Yan Qing dare not to give in to Lin Qian or fight back.

On this side, Jing Yuan was instructing Lin Qian on how to attack Yan Qing, while on the other side, Yan Qing was struggling to continue the attacks from Lin Qian and Jing Yuan.

Soon, Yan Qing was defeated by Jing Yuan and Lin Qian.

"General, I'm tired. I'll go down first." After receiving Jing Yuan's meaningful look, Yan Qing gave up the idea of ​​continuing to practice sword with Lin Qian and just wanted to leave this place quickly.

After Yan Qing left, Lin Qian was picked up by Jing Yuan and walked into the room of the main house.

"Go to sleep." After cleaning up, Jing Yuan looked at Lin Qian, who was lying on the bed beside him and playing with Yu Zhao energetically. He hugged Lin Qian gently and spoke softly.

"My husband wants to sleep by himself. I sleep too much during the day and can't sleep at night."

Lin Qian's attention was attracted by Yu Zhao. She pushed Jing Yuan away, turned around, and continued to immerse herself in Yu Zhao's world.

"Since A Qian doesn't want to rest, then I won't sleep either." Jing Yuan smiled gently, a smile as warm as the sun that seemed to melt everything.

Jing Yuan gently took Lin Qian into his arms again, and the warm embrace made him feel completely sleepy.

Jing Yuan, who originally just wanted to quietly hold Lin Qian in his arms and fall asleep, changed his mind at this moment and began to untie Lin Qian's belt.

Before Lin Qian could come to her senses, her clothes fell to the ground like withered petals, and then Jing Yuan kissed her.

"Don't bother me playing Yu Zhao." Lin Qian frowned slightly and complained.

Only when Kyung-Won’s hair blocked her view of Yuk-Jo would she utter a word quietly.

However, Lin Qian soon could no longer play the jade omen, and instead shouted angrily to Jing Yuan: "Yuan Jing!"

"Yuan Jing, Yuan Jing, Yuan Jing!" Lin Qian naturally refused to admit defeat. Her angry eyes shot straight at Jing Yuan.

No matter what Jing Yuan said, she would refute it. It was Jing Yuan who prevented her from playing Yu Zhao.

"Call me Jing Yuan." Jing Yuan's voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the deep valley, with a different flavor.

“…Jing Yuan.” Lin Qian finally gave in. She looked hopeless, as if she were a puppet that had lost its soul. She stared blankly at the ceiling, her eyes empty and dull.

Now, her clone and herself are here. Lin Qian wants to escape, but there is nowhere to escape.

She never thought that Jing Yuan, who had regained his freedom and had the initiative, would treat her so recklessly.

"Isn't it said that the immortal species does not care about desire?" Lin Qian murmured weakly when Jing Yuan was giving her a bath.

"It's Teacher Lin who taught me well." Jing Yuan's eyes looking at Lin Qian were like the warm sunshine in spring, with a hint of satisfaction flashing in the softness. His voice was low and gentle, with a hint of meaning.

The smile on Lin Qian's face froze instantly. After all, Jing Yuan was indeed brought up by her, but now he showed a side of him that she had never expected.

During the months that Jingyuan was imprisoned, he absorbed knowledge and experience from her.

Lin Qian was still immersed in dreams during the day, and it was not because she was exhausted from practicing sword with Yan Qing at night.

Lin Qian's schedule was eventually changed by Jing Yuan. During the day, apart from attending classes, she would practice sword with Jing Yuan and Yan Qing, and rest at night.

When Lin Qian went to school during the day, it was her turn to take breaks during the break. After class, she would lie down on the desk tiredly, as if she couldn't get enough sleep.

Jing Yuan was still sitting next to Shen Hui. During the break, he held a storybook in his hand, and his golden eyes seemed to drift towards the slender figure on the podium.

Jing Yuan's gaze towards Lin Qian was so gentle that it seemed to be able to melt everything in the world, and there seemed to be a deep smile hidden in the depths of his eyes.

"Yuan Jing?" Shen Hui turned his head and looked at Jing Yuan beside him, and asked, "Have you noticed anything strange about Professor Lin?"

"What's wrong?" Jing Yuan closed the notebook in his hand slowly and calmly.

"An indescribable feeling." Shen Hui shook his head gently. Although he had sensed something in his heart, it was difficult to describe in words what exactly was wrong.

However, he could clearly feel that Professor Lin now seemed to have a special concern for Yuan Jing.

During class, his eyes would always glance at his deskmate, who has now become a good friend, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Did you see the arm pillow that Teacher Lin is using? I gave it to him as a gift."

Jing Yuan's eyes were fixed on the figure on the desk. The corners of his mouth slightly raised as he continued, "And the ring on the ring finger of your left hand was also given by me."

"What?" Shen Hui's eyes were filled with shock, and he cried out, "You are actually a mistress?"