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The alarm clock rang at six o'clock the next morning, and when Wang Ling came back to her senses, she found something extra on the bed, "Scary, when did you come?"

Jiang Xun was awakened by her voice, and muttered: "I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and came to see you, and then I saw that you slept soundly and I was sleepy..."

"Does your inability to sleep have anything to do with you coming to see me?" Wang Ling said, "Can't you go back to sleep at home if you're sleepy?"

Jiang Xun took her into his arms and said, "It's comfortable to sleep with Lingling in my arms."

Wang Ling struggled for a long time and finally freed from her chest, "Even if the chest is not big, it can suffocate people to death, okay?"

Jiang Xun laughed out loud, "Hey, don't move, I'm sleepy."

Jiang Xun's eyes hadn't been opened since Wang Ling woke up. The eyes were obviously blue, and she didn't know what she was doing every night. The dark circles under her eyes were so serious.

Not long after, there was a slight snoring sound, and Wang Ling tiptoed out of bed to wash up. Jiang Xun was still sleeping after breakfast was finished, so she turned off the alarm clock of the other party's mobile phone and brought her home to have breakfast.

Zhao Nana was not surprised to see that she was the only one here, "Aren't you surprised that Jiang Xun didn't come?"

"I'm not surprised." Zhao Nana said, "When you're not here, she often doesn't come except major festivals."

"The store manager actually took the lead in absenteeism." Wang Ling said.

"It's my kindness that the clerk didn't evacuate her flower shop." Zhao Nana said narcissistically.

Wang Ling: "..." Cough cough.

In fact, this shop can be done by one person alone. For those wedding orders, Jiang Xun directly delivers the flowers and is not responsible for the placement, while some flower shops offer all-inclusive packages. Wang Ling also thinks this is very good, after all, you are just a flower shop, not a wedding party. company.

At noon, Jiang Xun sent a text message asking Wang Ling to go back to eat. She looked at the instant noodles she had torn apart and shouted, "Nana stop, Jiang Xun made lunch."

Zhao Nana was so startled by her voice that she almost threw the instant noodles over, "You scared me, made lunch?"

"Yes, Jiang Xun sent me a text message asking me to go back for dinner." Wang Ling said, "It's a good thing you didn't tear it up. I'll save this for dinner."

Zhao Nana complained: "It's not easy to want to eat instant noodles, so it's just like this."

Wang Ling laughed: "Pfft, it rhymes so well." She put the instant noodles in front of Zhao Nana, "You can eat it if you want, so I won't have to bring lunch."

Zhao Nana pushed away the instant noodles, "No, the rice cooked by Jiang Xun is better than the instant noodles."

Wang Ling smiled: "Perfect solution."

Wang Ling stood in the corridor and listened for a while, but she didn't hear anything, and finally decided to go to Jiang Xun's house. She didn't have many ingredients in the refrigerator.

Jiang Xun shook his phone and said, "I was just about to call you."

Changing her shoes, Wang Ling said, "Why do you make food at my house?"

Jiang Xun corrected: "It's our home."

Wang Ling avoided the topic: "I'm so hungry."

Jiang Xun smiled, "Dinner is ready."

Wang Ling was drinking soup with a bowl in her hands when she heard Jiang Xun say, "I found someone to connect our house this morning."

"Puff, cough, cough, what!" Wang Ling broke out in shock.

Jiang Xun wiped her mouth with a piece of paper, patted her on the back and repeated: "I'll find someone to open up our family."

Wang Ling waved her hand to tell her not to take pictures, "No, you get through!"

"Yeah." Jiang Xun said: "We are all together, you definitely won't move in and live with me, it will be much better if we get through."

"What a fart." Wang Ling glared, "Who says we're together?"

Jiang Xun put up two thumbs and touched each other: "It's all like this, so we're not together."

Wang Ling said coldly: "No, I didn't agree."

Jiang Xun said: "You didn't agree, but you have me."

Wang Ling was stunned for a while, and after a long time, she realized, "I promise you, return the imperial concubine, be serious."

Jiang Xun turned serious in seconds: "Yes."

She was not used to Jiang Xun being so serious, "Eh..."

Jiang Xun said solemnly: "I want to open up our family. This is not a solicitation but a notice."

Wang Ling: "..." I was taken aback.

In the end, the room was opened up, the wall connecting the two people's living room was opened up, and the geometric "big hole" was hung by Jiang Xun—a gauze curtain?

Wang Ling looked at the gauze curtain that was blown by the wind, and thought: What kind of strange aesthetic is this?

Jiang Xun pulled back the gauze curtain, "for decoration."

The gauze curtains pulled to both sides are much better, but wouldn't it be better if they didn't pretend.

Jiang Xun hung up the LED night light, and the warm yellow night light hung down to bring the starlight to the autumn night, shining on Jiang Xun's face, adding a sense of ambiguity.

I don't know who moved the hand first, no, it was the mouth, and the shadows cast on the ground are inseparable.

Jiang Xun rolled Wang Ling onto the sofa, and quietly stretched his hands in from the hem of her clothes. Wang Ling grabbed her hand and shook her head, a slight protest sound leaked from her lips.

"Don't worry, you didn't agree that I wouldn't make it to the end." Jiang Xun said.

Wang Ling knew that the other party had misunderstood, but that was fine, she gave up resisting.

Jiang Xun put his thumb and index finger together and then separated, "Flick, flick, flick away the crow's feet."

Wang Ling got up and wiped off the other party's hands with a paper, and she threw the dirty paper on the other party's body, "I'm going to take a shower."

Jiang Xun smiled maliciously behind her, and took a bath.

When Wang Ling came out with her pajamas in her arms, she saw Jiang Xun standing at the door of the bathroom. She grabbed the pajamas tightly, "Do you want to wash it too?"

Jiang Xun shook his head and stepped aside.

Wang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I'll take a shower first." She didn't expect Jiang Xun to still be standing at the door after the shower, and she was surprised: "Why are you standing here?"

Jiang Xun said, "Waiting for you."

Wang Ling noticed that the other party had changed clothes, "Your clothes..."

Jiang Xun wore a white shirt, which just covered his buttocks, and a bow was loosely tied around his waist with a thin ribbon.

She raised her hand to close the open neckline of the other party, "Although it's not too hot in autumn, your neckline can't be opened so much."

Jiang Xun grabbed the opponent's withdrawn hand and slowly moved it down, "I didn't get it out just now, do you want to..."

Wang Ling shook hands slightly, coughed lightly and nodded, and moved her eyes down to the ribbon around the other party's waist. Jiang Xun understood, grabbed her hand to pull the ribbon away, and then returned to the neckline to open the clothes The buttons were undone one by one.

Wang Ling was made hot by her slow movements, and impatiently raised her hand to tear off the other party's clothes - the workmanship was so good that she didn't tear them off. The air suddenly became quiet, and Shaoqing Jiang Xun couldn't help laughing.

Wang Ling angrily undid the buttons one by one, but she was not wearing anything underneath. She was stunned for a moment and bit on them, and the other party made a slight gasp.

She loosened her teeth softly and licked twice, and a chuckle came from above her head: "Are you born with it or did you come from me?"

It was only now that Wang Ling realized what she had just done, stood up straight and pushed the other party away and ran back to the house, Jiang Xun laughed wantonly behind her.

When she laughed enough to go back to the room, Wang Ling had already locked the door behind her and lay on the bed, tossing and turning about how infatuated she was just now.

Wang Ling, who was nagging, didn't hear the slight "click" sound from the door lock, and when her head was covered by shadows, she still stared at Jiang Xun in a daze, "You, you, how did you come in." After she finished speaking, she After realizing it, she bought the house from the other party, and the other party must have a spare key.

She stretched out her hand: "Keys, all of them!" Sure enough, this girl had planned it long ago, but she didn't give her a spare key after signing the contract, and she forgot about it.

Jiang Xun handed the key to her with a smile, and when he left, he clasped the keys in her palm with his fingertips. Wang Ling trembled while holding the key, and rubbed his hand vigorously on the quilt.

Jiang Xun smiled and said, "Now you can't hide." After speaking, he turned over and pressed on Wang Ling, "We just continued what we didn't finish."

Wang Ling was so crushed by her that she almost couldn't breathe, and the next second, Jiang Xun pressed her lips to suck the air in her lungs.

……

Jiang Xun kissed her on the lips, "Do you want to take a bath?"

The stickiness at the base of her thighs was really uncomfortable, but she couldn't lift her hands, so she said in a hoarse voice, "What do you think?"

Jiang Xun touched the base of the opponent's thigh, and Wang Ling shuddered, "I'll get you some water, so you can soak in it and feel better."

Wang Ling said "um" in a nasal voice.

After the bathtub was almost filled with water, Jiang Xun poured a few drops of essential oil into it to hug Wang Ling who was already tired and asleep, "Lingling, the water is ready." The other party snored back to her.

Jiang Xun picked up Wang Ling and put her in the bathtub, "Lingling is taking a bath." Wang Ling opened her eyes slightly when she touched the hot water, and after seeing Jiang Xun who was bathing her, she went back to sleep with peace of mind.

Unconsciously, Jiang Xun patiently and meticulously washed Wang Ling inside and out, then hugged Wang Ling and put him on the bath towel on the bed, dried him and got dressed before she went to tidy herself up.

She hugged Wang Ling and said in a low voice, "Good night, my wife." She smiled and fell asleep.

On the second day, Wang Ling slept in Jiang Xun's arms until she woke up naturally. She looked at the time and it was only six o'clock. The alarm clock hadn't sounded yet, and the room was filled with the fragrance of lavender. No wonder she slept so sweetly this time.

She looked at the sleeping Jiang Xun, the dark circles under his eyes were gone, she poked the tip of his nose, and left when the other's eyelashes moved slightly and she was about to wake him up.

"Morning, is Lingling alone again today?" Zhao Nana asked.

"Morning." Wang Ling put down her bag, "Yes."

Zhao Nana said with emotion: "It's another school year."

Wang Ling said: "You don't go to school, but you still go to school."

"No," Zhao Nana said, "but those teachers want students to send flowers."

Wang Ling was surprised: "The teacher asked the students to send flowers?"

"Yeah, you don't know." The other party didn't know, and Zhao Nana immediately cheered up: "There are relatively few junior high schools sending flowers on Teacher's Day, and those kindergartens and elementary schools are especially many. Some teachers will tactfully ask parents in the parent group not to send flowers. And so on, and some teachers just asked students to send her flowers."

Wang Ling was shocked: "It can still be like this!"

"That's right." Zhao Nana said: "I didn't know at the beginning, there was a time when many students brought their parents to buy flowers, and they insisted on that kind of big bouquet. Teacher, I said at the beginning that this student is really good. Later, more and more parents came to buy flowers, and there were three or four-year-old children. I asked the kindergarten to send flowers, and the parents of the children said, "The teacher wants to send it" next to it Other parents also chimed in and said they were the same, and I was shocked that such a teacher still exists, call it amazing."

Wang Ling was dumbfounded, "It's amazing."

"Hey, you don't know, those elementary school students also have a desire to compare. Several of them bought single flowers and returned and bought large bunches." Zhao Nana said: "There are also some rich ones who just give lipsticks, Saint Laurent."

Wang Ling clasped her fists: "A rich man can't compare to others."

Zhao Nana was sour, she pouted and said, "I am the poor."

Wang Ling looked at the lipstick on her lips and coughed, "I'll just send you alone. I can't afford to send those teachers away if you ask me to."

Zhao Nana balanced, "That's right, I won't give it if I can. It's very meaningful to send a bouquet of flowers on Teacher's Day."

Wang Ling still agrees with this. Do those teachers become teachers just for flowers and lipstick?Teacher's Day is only for people to be grateful to teachers, not a festival for giving gifts aboveboard. If this is the case in the future, is this teacher still a teacher?

"Why so quiet?" Jiang Xun looked at the two people who were in a daze.

"It's Qiu Fu." Wang Ling said.

Jiang Xun: "..." What the hell?

Zhao Nana kindly explained: "I just told Lingling about a parent who gave Saint Laurent to me last year."

Jiang Xun disagreed: "Is this why you hate the rich?"

"This can't be revenge?" Zhao Nana said: "Then how can we be revenge?"

Jiang Xun said quietly: "Saint Laurent can give it away if he wants to. I have a relative who will give the teacher a set of love for the whole family on Teacher's Day for seven days and seven nights."

Wang Ling/Zhao Nana: "!!!" Autistic.

Zhao Nana wailed: "In this world, rich people are still rich, poor people are still poor, hard work is of no use."

Wang Ling agrees: "It's useless, but hard work is for yourself, not for others. It just depends on what you think. Some people can live a lifetime without hard work."

Jiang Xun spoke up: "It's best to not leave any regrets throughout your life, so whether you have money or not, it doesn't matter if you work hard or not, as long as you don't leave any regrets, you are worthy of yourself."

After speaking, the three of them were silent.

The author has something to say: Is there a cutie from my last book? Has the useless author made any progress? 【Mengmeng Big Eyes】