Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Jingzhi ate porridge and drank sobering soup.

Her stomach felt warm and she started sweating. The headache was much relieved. Once her body felt comfortable, she felt sleepy again.

It's the end of summer and it's very hot.

There are no beds here at Taoist Simu's place. People just spread a mattress on the ground and sleep on it.

She was not quite used to it. It was too hot when the mattress was spread out, and too uncomfortable when it was not.

So she opened the sliding door to the balcony of her room a small gap of twenty centimeters to let the night breeze blow in so that it wouldn't be too stuffy.

Her room was on the second floor. When she lay on her side on the bed, she could just see the flat rice fields and grassland outside.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the rice fields, creating a golden wave of rice. A warm breeze blew by, causing the rice stalks to sway and rustle.

Jingzhi's heart was immediately healed by the scenery of nature, and even her breathing became much calmer.

The setting sun was not very hot, so she didn't cover herself with a blanket and felt the temperature was just right.

Her eyelids suddenly felt heavy. After just a few minutes, her blinking became slower and slower, and finally she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Since coming to this world, she has slept very little.

Every day she was either worried or on the path of cultivation. She finally had a chance to have an immersive sleep and slept soundly.

……

I do not know how long it has been.

Suddenly, there were several low voices talking outside the house.

She was too sleepy to pay close attention.

She thought that Simu must be arguing with his apprentice Jiale again.

The conversation stopped and she fell into a deep sleep again.

At this moment, Lin Jiu sat cross-legged next to her mattress, staring at the woman who was sleeping soundly in the moonlight without blinking.

The watery moonlight shone through the 20-centimeter gap and reflected on her face.

Lin Jiu noticed her furrowed brows at first sight.

Why are you frowning?

Is she still mad at him?

Lin Jiu reached out his hand and gently stroked the wrinkles between her brows.

Unable to appease the pain, he felt a little discouraged and a sense of self-blame welled up in his heart.

After sitting for a long time, until Lin Jiu's butt was numb, he slowly knelt up, quietly approached her, and pecked her forehead like a dragonfly skimming the water.

Miraculously, the wrinkles that could not be smoothed out by hands gradually disappeared with his light kiss, and the two thin eyebrows that were almost knotted also gradually stretched out.

Lin Jiu discovered it, he was somewhat happy, but also felt a little distressed in his heart.

Even though she was so angry, she still subconsciously felt happy when she felt his closeness.

Lin Jiu pecked her forehead, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he stared at her deeply, breathing in the scent of alcohol that still lingered in her breath.

My mind couldn't help but think of the scene I saw yesterday at noon.

When she was unhappy, the first person she looked for was Zhong Yao.

snort!

Lin Jiu turned his face slightly and gently bit her lips, as if punishing her, his eyes darkening.

Jingzhi couldn't help but moan in pain, her brows slowly furrowed again, and her eyes, which had been staying still all the time, now gradually wandered under her eyelids.

It can be seen that she did not sleep very soundly.

Lin Jiu felt a little guilty. He let go of her lips and pecked them gently again. Then he leaned back and sat cross-legged beside her again, like a guardian god.

Including the last time at Lai Lai Hotel, this was the second time that the Guardian Angel took the initiative to kiss a woman, and she had never rejected him.

Although she fell asleep, he was still very happy and a little shy, and his earlobes hidden in the shadows were bright red.

As if he had to find something to cover himself, he pulled the thin blanket beside Jingzhi and gently covered her with it.

When his eyes touched the shallow teeth marks on her lips, Lin Jiu's eyes flashed, and he pulled the quilt up again to cover her mouth.

……

The result of this was that Jingzhi kicked the quilt.

In the middle of the night, Lin Jiu finally couldn't hold on any longer, so he asked Simu, who was in a bad mood, for the bed and quilt, and spread it next to hers.

Lin Jiu lay on his side beside her, looking at her forehead hair which was slightly wet from the heat, and felt even more guilty.

So he went out and found a palm-leaf fan and fanned Jingzhi for half the night.

……

"Haqiu!"

A sneeze woke Jingzhi up directly.

She rubbed her itchy nose and stretched lazily.

When I stretched out my left hand, I suddenly felt a warm sensation.

She subconsciously looked back.

Depend on!

Why is Lin Jiu here?

"you--"

As soon as she said a word, Lin Jiu immediately covered her mouth.

He sat up, straightened his wrinkled clothes, put his hands on his knees, and said very seriously:

"Jingzhi, I like you. I only have the feelings for her as a senior and junior brother. Can we go back to the charity cemetery?"

Although he was clearly confessing his love, his serious face looked as if he was discussing national affairs, which made Jingzhi want to laugh.

And confessing so early in the morning, isn't he a little stupid?

Jingzhi pinched her thigh secretly under the quilt, using the pain to suppress her smile, and then slowly shook her head:

"No, I just got here. I want to play here for a few days before going back."

Lin Jiu stared at her blankly, unable to understand what was going on.

After a long while, he propped himself up and moved closer awkwardly, "Go back... You mean, are you going back to the charity cemetery?"

Jingzhi raised an eyebrow, "What? Master Lin wants to kick me out now?"

Lin Jiu quickly shook his head, "No, I, that's not what I meant."

Lin Jiu sat up straighter, his back stiff.

Jingzhi looked at his rare clumsy look and couldn't help but sigh.

She sat up, imitating his kneeling posture, then reached out and held his face in her hands, looking directly into his shining eyes:

"Do you really like me?"

Lin Jiu nodded heavily and then hummed in a low voice.

As if afraid that she wouldn't believe him, he said again:

"like."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his face burning.

"Don't be shy yet, this is the most important question."

She took a deep breath, then put on a serious expression and asked slowly, "You really, really don't have any romantic feelings for Michelin at all?"

Lin Jiu shook his head firmly, thought for a moment, and said to Jingzhi:

"You said that some things cannot be said with just words. Please give me a chance to prove myself."

Jingzhi was a little stunned. This man even used the word "please" to address her.

When they first met, he was so arrogant and not easy to talk to.

Jingzhi didn't speak for a long time. Lin Jiu, who was already nervous, became even more restless.

He shifted his knees and asked again clearly:

"Jingzhi, let's... be together?"

His wide eyes were full of anticipation, yet also a hint of fear of being rejected.

Hearing this, Jingzhi's heart skipped a beat.

She coughed lightly, folded her arms around her chest, raised her chin slightly, looked at the rising sun outside the door and said:

"No, I told you, some things can't be said with just words. You're still in the probation period!"

In Lin Jiu's mind, he automatically translated this sentence into that she was willing, but she just wanted to test him for a while.

Lin Jiu's face was filled with joy, his sword-like eyebrows raised wantonly, and the corners of his mouth that had been drooping for the past two days suddenly lifted up.

He couldn't help but open his arms, wanting to hug the beauty he had lost and found. Jingzhi stepped back instantly, and with one hand she held tightly to his shoulder which was constantly pressing against her.

"What?"

"Jingzhi..."

He was a boring person and really couldn't say any sweet words. After calling her name, he didn't know what to say to please her.

But after he stopped suppressing his emotions, all the tenderness in his heart was reflected in his eyes.

Jingzhi only took a glance and quickly turned her head away, luckily she didn't fall into his arms.

"During the inspection, if you touch someone, you will lose points!"

Lin Jiu was stunned. "...How many points are there in total? How many points will be deducted?"

Jingzhi hadn't figured out how to tease him when suddenly a mocking voice came from behind Lin Jiu:

"Hahahahaha, Senior Brother, you will have this day too! Sister Jingzhi, dunk him, dunk him, hahahahaha, you stinky old man who doesn't understand romance!"

Lin Jiusuo failed to hug the girl and was laughed at instead. He became angry and humiliated, so he picked up the palm-leaf fan on the mat and threw it at her.

Simu was a man who practiced physical training, so he was not afraid. Even though the fan made a sound of breaking through the air when thrown by Lin Jiu, he still stretched out two fingers and held it firmly.

"It's funny! You want to bully me on my own turf? Be careful or I won't give you food!"

Jingzhi asked, "Is Jiale cooking?"

Simu fanned himself leisurely, "What else? Do you still want me, your master, to cook for him?"

Jingzhi: "Then I'm going to get up and eat. The food he cooked is really delicious. Taoist priest, you really didn't lie to me!"

Simu looked very proud of it, and walked out happily with his hands behind his back, saying:

"Then come out and eat! You're lucky enough to know to come and play with me!"

"Hehe, it must be because you taught me well!" Living in someone else's house and being taken care of for a day and a night, Jingzhi couldn't help but flatter him.

Maybe because he was rarely praised, Simu's mouth was almost stretched to the back of his head. He even turned around and said:

"You don't know, that brat is even better at cooking fish. Don't you want to try it? Ask him to take you to the pond to catch fish, and then come back to stew fish for lunch!"

As we all know, cats love to eat fish.

Jingzhi almost vomited bile yesterday. He only drank porridge, and now his mouth is almost tasteless.

When he heard that he could eat fish, he nodded quickly.

After Simu went out, she was anxious to go out and play, so she rolled up her quilt twice and rushed out.

Lin Jiu was speechless looking at the quilt that looked like a flower curl.

Unable to bear it any longer, he spread out the quilt, carried it outside to the balcony, and hung it on the wooden railing to dry in the sun.

It smells like alcohol. It will taste better after being exposed to the sun.

After showing off hers, he couldn't help but show off his own.

Looking at the two quilts that were so close to each other, Lin Jiu blushed again.

So I pulled him a little further away.

Just as he was about to turn around and go downstairs, he walked back for some unknown reason and pressed the two quilts together tightly at one corner.

"Master, come down and eat, the porridge is getting cold!"

Qiu Sheng raised his head and called out to Lin Jiu, who was drying his quilts at the bottom of the building, with a teasing smile on his face that he had not yet been able to retract.

Lin Jiu looked like he had done something wrong and was discovered. He lowered his voice, said "Get lost" to Qiu Sheng, and turned back to his room.

In the end, he did not separate the two quilts, and the two corners of the quilts swayed in the breeze.

After the wind died down, they gradually drooped again, clinging to each other, as if they were meant to be together like this...