Chapter 17: The Mystery of the Bathroom
The future father-in-law made such a careful arrangement, Leng Jianchen remembered it in his heart.
After a while, he retracted his thoughts and glanced at Ling Qingcheng's shoe rack and wardrobe.
The wardrobe was locked with iron locks, and it seemed that he had been prepared for a long time.
And on the shoe rack, there is nothing but a pair of summer one-button women's tasseled thin heels and a pair of summer women's cute flatcake platform non-slip mid-heel home slippers.
Leng Jianchen smiled bitterly, Ling Qingcheng did this, it was nothing more than to prevent himself from peeping/peeping at her secrets, why bother? At most, it was enough for him to take a look at it and satisfy his curiosity.
Leng Jianchen entered the bathroom, and the smooth and warm bathroom was filled with a rich bath fragrance, which made Leng Jianchen can't help but explore the mystery of the bathroom.
Under the light of warm white light, it looks white and flawless, and if it weren't for the non-slip mat, Leng Jianchen might have walked cautiously.
Look around and see bathroom heaters with waterproof features, small baths, soap dishs, towel rails, vanities, mirrors, body soap, shampoo, and much more.
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An hour later, Leng Jianchen walked out wearing a set of ice silk pajamas that Lingyun Mountain had carefully prepared for him.
This pajama is one of the most popular short-sleeved thin silk pajamas in summer. Not only is it comfortable to wear, but it can also make Leng Jianchen's straight body appear more distinct.
When I came to Ling Tingcheng's bedroom, I saw Ling Tingcheng wrapping most of his body in a pink quilt, concentrating on reading a magazine.
Regarding Leng Jianchen's entry, she directly chose to turn a blind eye. is still the cold appearance that owes tens of billions to others.
Leng Jianchen glanced over, walked to the sofa, and unfolded it directly. In less than a few seconds, a bed was made.
There was no quilt, no pillow, no bedding or anything, just like in the past, I lay down peacefully, and then gradually fell asleep.
Originally, he thought that Leng Jianchen would snatch her quilt and share her foreshadowing, but it was not until this time that Ling Qingcheng knew that he was wrong, and Leng Jianchen had no such idea at all.
Looking at the sleeping Leng Jian Chen. Ling Qingcheng felt that he was pretending to be asleep, and when he was really asleep, Leng Jianchen was likely to pounce on him like a fierce beast.
Because she is so confident in her appearance that she is confident to the point that no one can compare. And she firmly believes that no matter what man in the world sees in this situation, he will be instantly moved.
As for whether Leng Jianchen will be cold, she won't worry, let alone care, because this is summer, and with the temperature of the air conditioner, it won't be cold at all at night.
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The early morning was a hasty dream, and everyone woke up again and again with sleepiness in their mouths. God sent the dawn as a blessing to all.
Leng Jianchen woke up from half-asleep, and his long-term alertness had made him accustomed to this.
At this time, Ling Qingcheng leaned against the head of the bed, tilted her head, and slept soundly, her soft hair slanted down like a waterfall, covering most of her peerless face.
"Such a beautiful woman, but so cold and ruthless, God is really making people. ”
Leng Jianchen smiled bitterly, walked over, one hand gently supported her white and tender neck, and the other hand dragged her body through the futon, making her lie flat on the bed.
For most of the night, Ling Lingcheng was on guard against Leng Jian Chen, until four o'clock in the morning, when she finally couldn't bear the sleepiness anymore, so she fell asleep.
So at this time, she was the most sleepy.
Leng Jianchen glanced at Ling Qingcheng, opened the door, and walked towards the bathroom.
After washing, I went to the wardrobe, found a milky white casual shirt and a slim trousers to change into, and then went out.
As soon as Leng Jianchen arrived at the staircase, he bumped into Lingyun Mountain, who was eavesdropping outside.
Ling Yunshan was embarrassed for a while, "Son-in-law, I'm not here to eavesdrop, I'm here to wake you up." ”
In order to save a little face for Ling Yunshan, Leng Jianchen pretended not to know and asked, "Dad, you got up so early?"
"Get used to it. Ling Yunshan suddenly regained his former composure and calmness.
"That's right. Allure, she's still sleeping. It's the weekend, so let's get her a little more sleep. Leng Jianchen said.
Ever since he felt the warmth of home, he suddenly wanted to try to fit in with the family. Because he has long wanted to have a warm home.
"I didn't expect that after a night, you would learn to care about your wife. Well, that's good, dad has your back!
When a man is outside, he can stand up to the sky and the earth, and be competitive. But at home, you must learn three things, first, love your wife, second, honor your parents, and third, educate your children to grow up.
You've done the first two things, and you'll still need to work hard in the future. Ling Yunshan said with great relief and patted Leng Jianchen's shoulder.
Leng Jianchen didn't know what to say, so he remained silent.
After Ling Yunshan noticed Leng Jianchen's dress, he was stunned for a moment, "Virtuous son-in-law, you are dressed very well! You are very temperamental! Very manly! If you participate in any banquet or party, those business tycoons will definitely think that you are the rich son of a wealthy family." ”
"Yes, Dad, I picked it at random, and it made you praise it so much. Isn't it too grand for me to wear it out? People think I'm going to a party early in the morning. Leng Jianchen made a joke.
As the king of mercenaries, the little diva of the modeling industry in the Xingluo Empire, Salia, often sends him all kinds of expensive suits for him to wear.
Over time, Leng Jianchen's eye for picking clothes has grown step by step.
"Haha, you kid started joking, huh. Very well, then we'll go down. Allure didn't want to get up, so he let her sleep a little longer. ”
Ling Yunshan was in a good mood, put his big hand on Leng Jianchen's shoulder, and walked down the stairs with Leng Jianchen.
If this scene was seen by those who knew Leng Jianchen, they would definitely be surprised. Because the king of mercenaries, the shoulder of death, no one has ever dared to take it.
Leng Jianchen did not refuse, nor was he disgusted, there was still Ling Yunshan on his shoulder.
"Xiao Leng, you are so attractive in this outfit. Dongfang Meilan was stunned when she saw Leng Jianchen, "As the saying goes, people rely on clothes, and horses rely on saddles." When you change into this outfit, you really show your inner self-cultivation. ”
"Mom, is that exaggerated? Isn't it just a dress, as for all the fuss. Leng Jianchen said a little speechlessly.
"Isn't that happy? Sit down, I've stewed a pot of tonic soup for you, and I've nourished your body. Dongfang Meilan was very enthusiastic and pulled Leng Jianchen over and let him sit on the sofa chair.
Leng Jianchen looked at a big bowl of so-called big tonic soup and smiled bitterly in his heart. The two of them must have thought that last night, they and Ling Qingcheng ......