Chapter 172: Pinch Me
Jing Jian's eyes were intimidatingly bright, full of laughter and joy, and although his tone was a little joking, his eyes stared at her as if he was on Lin Zijin's face.
Rao is Lin Zijin thinks that his heart is like stopping water, and his face is as thick as a city wall, and he can't help but burn his face a little when he is stared at with such joy and affection.
Especially this guy is very handsome.
She stood still, and was about to tease him again, when she suddenly heard a voice again: "Huh, what are you doing?"
Wen Xiaoyu looked at them with tears in his eyes, his eyes full of disbelief, and repeated: "What are you doing?"
This time, Jing Jian learned a lesson and did not deliberately anger people.
"Sister Xiaoyu," Jing Jian held Lin Zijin's arm to prevent her from falling due to the dizziness after the spin, and said to Wen Xiaoyu: "Lin Zijin promised me just now, and she agreed to deal with me." I don't think anything else about anyone but her.
You are Uncle Dai's daughter, I have always treated you as a sister, I have told you this a long time ago, please don't bother her again. ”
Jing Jian said these words very seriously, but there was still the sweet and happy expression on his face, Lin Zijin looked up at him, and inexplicably felt that this guy was stupid and cute, Jing Jian noticed that she was looking at him, looked down at her and winked at her, and smiled knowingly.
This sister screamed very heartily, Wen Xiaoyu was actually only two months older than Jing Jian, she had always forcibly ignored these two months, and cheekily called Brother Jing Jian, Jing Jian looked at Uncle Dai's face, and he didn't bother to bother with her.
Now he suddenly called Sister Wen Xiaoyu seriously, and expressed his attitude again, he had not shown his attitude before, but it was without the presence of others.
Now that Lin Zijin has been added to Jing Jian's side, Wen Xiaoha looked at the two of them as if no one was around, and his eyes stayed on Jing Jian's hand holding Lin Zijin for a while, and finally cried out, turned around and ran away.
Lin Zijin breathed a sigh of relief, and his ears were finally quiet.
Jing Jian withdrew his hand, stayed for more than ten seconds, and suddenly looked at her and smiled politely: "You didn't eat enough just now, do you?" Do you want to go back to school now, or wait for them to leave, go over and say hello to Uncle Dai before leaving?"
Lin Zijin looked at him suspiciously, how did this guy become the enthusiastic and polite Jing Jian again?
The two didn't want to go back to listen to the mother and daughter, and they couldn't leave without saying hello to Dai Guoliang, so they went to the backyard and wandered around the edge of the vegetable patch idlely.
"Well, I'm sorry, I didn't know just now that you saw Wen Xiaoyu coming over and deliberately wanted to be angry with her, I thought it was ......" Jing Jian's tone was a little hesitant.
Lin Zijin didn't listen right: "What do you think?"
"I thought you really agreed to deal with me. A cautious tone.
Lin Zijin rolled his eyes and felt that this guy was really a fool: "I just agreed to deal with you!"
She's going to deliberately make a mockery of this kind of thing? She's not so idle.
After regaining, Jing Jian was stunned by this huge joy: "Lin Zijin, you pinch me." ”
Lin Zijin was finally so stupid that he couldn't stand it, glared at him and turned around and left: "Big stupid." ”
Jing Jian caught up, but didn't dare to get too close: "Yes, yes, I'm stupid, what you said is true, right?"
Didn't she reject him last time? Why did she suddenly offer it today for no reason?
I'm so happy, but I always feel like it's not true.
Lin Zijin couldn't bother to pay attention to this stupid person.
The two returned to the kitchen one after the other, the kitchen was full of aroma, Lin Zijin looked at the soup in the casserole, Jing Jian was afraid of burning her, so he pushed her aside, moved a small bench for her to sit down, and put the casserole on the porcelain plate by himself.
He happily advised: "Lin Zijin, don't run around if you stay here, I'll go see if they're gone." ”
Lin Zijin watched him go out amusedly, but Jing Jian came back in a few seconds, poked his head at the kitchen door and told her: "Don't mess with that casserole, be careful of scalding." ”
"Okay, okay, how can you be like my mother. Lin Zijin smiled and waved: "Hurry up." ”
Jing Jian stared at her before leaving with a smirk, Lin Zijin was just about to stand up, and he probed in again: "...... Don't run around!"
Lin Zijin: "......"
She immediately raised her hands and blasted him out: "Go quickly, go quickly, why are you more verbose than Uncle Dai!"
Jing Jian smirked and left.
After a while, he came back again, this time he didn't smirk, and he was a little annoyed: "Okay, I'm finally leaving, the old man is not happy, let's bring the soup over and have a drink with him." ”
Old man Dai looked calm, but he lost the joy of Fang Cai, pushed away the soup that Jing Jiansheng gave him, and picked up the cup: "Come, accompany Uncle Dai to have a few drinks." ”
Lin Zijin didn't speak, she didn't know what happened between Dai Guoliang and the beautiful woman, but with the situation between the two and those few words, she could guess a rough idea, she picked up the wine glass: "Uncle Dai, I'll drink half of it, you are free, let's drink it slowly." "Drink slowly to dissipate your depression.
Sometimes when people are unhappy in their hearts, they don't need persuasion and comfort.
It didn't happen to anyone, no one could empathize, all verbal persuasion was pale and weak, and it was the best comfort to have someone to have a drink with you without asking anything.
Dai Guoliang picked up the cup and took a sip, Lin Zijin was about to drink it, but Jing Jian held him down, and handed over a soup bowl: "Drinking on an empty stomach hurts your stomach, drink soup first and pad the bottom." ”
The soup was just warm, Lin Zijin took it with his left hand and drank a few sips, put down the bowl, drank half of the wine in the cup in his right hand, and put the wine glass on the table.
Dai Guoliang seemed a little happy: "Zijin is good, women don't let me have eyebrows." ”
Lin Zijin is speechless, can a rotten drunkard be good?
Her amount of alcohol is innate, maybe it is inherited from Lin Jialiang's genes, the kind of 62-degree "stuffy donkey wine", she drinks half a catty at a time without any pressure, and she is still clear after drinking, not to mention Dai Guoliang's 38-degree "drink wine".
In the eyes of the people of N Province, this kind of wine is not called wine at all, it is sweet water.
Jing Jian handed over the soup bowl again: "Drink some more soup, cold wine hurts your stomach." ”
Dai Guoliang finally sniffed something else, his eyes wandered between the two, and suddenly laughed, stretched out his chopsticks and nodded Jingjian: "Boy, no, I'm asking you to take care of Zijin, but you don't need to take care of it to this extent, what's going on?"
Jing Jian was a little aggrieved, or he said to him: "Uncle Dai, I served you soup first, but you didn't drink it yourself." ”
Dai Guoliang seemed to be in a much better mood, raised his wine glass and smiled meaningfully: "Zijin girl, and Jing Jian, you also pour it, let's have a drink together to celebrate the opening of my family's stone." ”
Jing Jian refused to listen to him, holding the teacup: "You two drink, I'll replace the wine with tea, and I'll drive Lin Zijin back to school in a while." ”
Dai Guoliang felt more and more that there was a ghost, and he intuitively felt that something had happened to him for a while: "Don't pretend to me, you can still drive with a pound of drink, what to pretend." To watch the first new chapter of the festival, please go to the mobile address --- Tangke Xing: