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This night, Lin Hua'an slept until noon and woke up, his consciousness recovered, he felt that his arm was empty, sighed softly and sat up with his eyes open, and saw Jing'er standing next to the bed, he was slightly stunned for a moment, and called in a suspicious voice: "Jing'er? ”

The young master finally woke up, and Jing'er happily ran to the front with the bird's nest and called sweetly: "Young master, this bowl of bird's nest lotus seed soup was cooked by the lady herself, and I told the young master to get up and eat it." ”

Yan'er specially instructed Jing'er to wait for himself to wake up with a bowl of bird's nest, how could he not understand this intention? Stretched out his hand to take the soup bowl handed by Xiao Ainu, but he didn't eat it and put the bowl on the side of the bed, and opened his arms and smiled: "Come, let me hug me." ”

"Young Master......" Jing'er's face turned red, he hesitated timidly, and then shook his head and said in a low voice: "No...... You can't do that, how can you ...... It can be ...... in the lady's room Ah......h

Lin Hua'an didn't let her give birth timidly, his arm wrapped his arms around Xiao Ainu's slender waist, took her into his arms, and said with a smile: "Yan'er specially asked you to come, just to let us talk and let me kiss you, of course you can't do anything sorry for her in Yan'er's room, but I want to kiss you, baby let me kiss?" ”

Jing'er sat on his lap obliquely, her face flushed and stared at him, for a long time, she dreamed of the young master every night, obviously the young master was close at hand, but she felt that he was far away in the world.

"Young Master......" The red beans flowed, the lovesickness broke the embankment, and the eyes of Jing'er overflowed with two green streams, her young master, she missed him so much, missed him so much.

"What a silly girl." Lin Hua'an was worthy of it, gently wiped Jing'er's tears, leaned over his lips and kissed her crimson cheeks, kissed her handsome eyebrows, and kissed her very much under the pink forehead print, hugged her arms tightly, and leaned down her lower lip to deeply block her sobbing little sandalwood.

Jing'er sighed shallowly, wrapped his arms around his neck, closed his eyes and was pampered by the young master, a comfortable flow, and the tip of the little tongue spit lightly, so that the young master could accept it, and the good man would suffer it.

This kiss Lin Hua'an was full of guilt and affection, and stopped asking for it slightly panting, he was reluctant to peck the baby's little apricot lips again, and said apologetically: "Little baby, are you still used to life in Dongcheng?" I'm so busy during this time that I've snubbed you. ”

Jing'er hurriedly shook his head, looked at the young master's eyes full of guilt, his heart spasmed for a while, and said sweetly: "Young master, the little slave is very good, don't worry about it, Dongcheng is so fun." Saying that, he also wanted to reassure him, raised an innocent smile, and said happily: "Yesterday, Ah Lu took the little slaves out to go shopping, but it was really too lively, ten times more lively than Kaecheng, no, no, no, it was a hundred times a thousand times." ”

"Silly girl." I don't know if Jing'er wants him to feel at ease, Lin Huaan gently kissed her tender cheeks, and took a closer look at Xiao Ainu's face, only to feel that she was more beautiful, more beautiful than at the beginning, and couldn't help but hold her between her legs with her big palm, and reached out to untie Xiao Ainu's clothes and smiled: "The little baby seems to have grown up, let me take a look." ”

Jing'er's face was flushed, she bit her lip shyly, looked down at the cherry dress that was untied, and the white obscenity was also spread out, and she quickly raised her hand and untied the rope of her belly pocket, and said very worriedly: "Young master, the little slave's chest is a little bulging compared to before, will you dislike it?" ”

"No, what I like is Jing'er, and it has nothing to do with breasts." The belly pocket was untied, Lin Huaan smiled and stroked her, the little girl grew up day by day, and she had to get pregnant when she was older.

"Little baby, I'm sorry for you, you grow up quickly, and then you will give birth to my child, and when that time comes, I will beg Yan'er shamelessly." As he spoke, he put on her belly pocket clothes, looked up and smiled and asked, "Do you want to be my wife, baby?" ”

The young master didn't marry his wife, how could her little slave marry the young master? Jing'er hurriedly shook her head, her eyes were shining, and she was extremely moved and murmured: "No, the young master can let the little slave stay by your side, that is, he burned a lot of Buddha incense in his previous life, and the little slave will always be the young master's bed warmer, and he doesn't dare to be a lady." ”

"What warms the bed and doesn't warm the bed." Lin Hua'an pinched her little red cheeks, picked her up and sat on her lap, and sighed lightly: "It was I who burned a lot of incense in my previous life, and I only met you in this life. ”

Jing'er didn't seem to understand, although he didn't quite understand what the young master was worried about, he did understand that he was in a bad mood, so he hurriedly wrapped his neck around his neck, snuggled his face into his neck and begged: "Young master, don't be unhappy, the little slave doesn't want the young master to be unhappy." ”

Lin Hua'an's spirit was a little trance, a thick sense of sorry spread, where to go was not settled, he hugged the little baby in his arms, and secretly scolded himself in his heart, everyone scolded him for being a livestock.

"Okay, if you think about these unhappy people, I'll raise Xiaomi." Suppressing the sin in his heart, he picked up the soup bowl next to the bed, handed it to Xiao Mi and said, "The little baby is my mistress, and the mistress has to wait for the young master, if you feed me, I will eat." ”

"Well, okay, little slave." Jing'er hurriedly took the soup bowl, and looked at the suddenly willful and childish young master very funny, her young master was majestic, how could he be so willful as a sick child, picked up the spoon and spoon, and muttered a thick smile: "Young master, please eat soup." ”

Lin Huaan smiled and took the spoon he fed, with an indescribable softness in his heart, kissed the baby's pink lips, and asked in a question: "Little baby, what have you been doing lately?" Don't be bored at home all day, eat whatever you want, and buy whatever you want. Speaking of this, as if thinking of something, he sat her on the bed, hurried to the hanger and took out the silver ticket, and said, "You take this money, don't be too tight." ”

Jing'er was stunned for a moment, the silver ticket that he didn't understand before, but after following the young master for so long, he had long known that this small piece of paper was a lot of money, and he raised his pitiful eyes in fright. "Young Master, you...... Don't you want a little slave? ”

"Of course not." Lin Huaan didn't have the courage to rub the melon seeds of this little head that was thinking all day long, leaned down his lips to suck away her frequent tears, and grabbed the silver ticket into her arms and apologized: "The little baby is the mistress of the young master, so of course the young master will give you money." As he spoke, he asked with a smile: "Does the little baby want to be raised by the young master?" If you don't take the money, you just won't let the young master take care of you, and then the young master won't kiss you, hug you, or sleep with you. ”

Jing'er was startled, and hurriedly nodded and shouted: "Yes, the little slave wants to let the young master take care of him, let the young master kiss him, and let the young master hug the ......" Speaking of this, he lowered his head in shame, looked at him with open eyes, and added a mosquito voice: "...... To let the young master accept it, it is the kind of good Heng Shou taught by Shanggong's mother. ”

"Ha Lu Ha, Ha Lu Ha!" Xiao Ainu's little face turned red, and he shyly promised to let himself take care of Heng Shou, Lin Hua'an laughed loudly, took the bowl and hugged her into his arms, kissed the little head continuously, and made a thief's weak sigh: "That night, the young master sneaked into the little baby's room, and the little baby let the young master be a good man, is it okay?" ”

"Hmm." Of course, Jing'er nodded, but she was a little afraid, and she also whispered as a thief: "What about Madame, don't you accompany Madame?" ”

"Actually, Madame knows that Jing'er is the young master's mistress." Lin Hua'an smiled in his heart, but deliberately didn't say it, and asked instead of answering the stimulus of Zeng Jia's cheating: "Is the little baby afraid of Madame?" ”

Jing'er shook her head violently, quickly nodded again, and said in a small voice: "Madame is very good to the little slaves, and she lets the little slaves go to the study every day to learn to write, but Madame teaches writing very strictly, and if she can't write well, she has to hit her palms twice." ”

Yan'er also let the master beat the palm of the hand, because the master's strictness is so that although she is not rich, she is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Lin Hua'an suddenly felt distressed, and quickly picked up the baby's tender little hand, kissed it lightly in the palm of the hand, and said with a smile: "The little baby doesn't hurt, in the future, Yan'er will hit your palm, I will kiss it, and it won't hurt if you kiss it." ”

"It doesn't hurt in the first place." Jing'er muttered quietly, the palm of her hand was so itchy, and she didn't want to withdraw it, so she let the young master kiss it all the time.

This bowl of bird's nest lotus seed soup was eaten until the evening, and Lin Huaan learned about Xiao Ainu's life away from home, and the sky was dyed bright red when he left the door.

There were few people in the quiet winding road, and occasionally only one or two men and women were seen, and he knew that he was careful to teach Long Yan in the study. Uncle Tong helped Ah Zhen pick up and was not at home. Lu Ling went to Nancheng and hasn't come back yet. He once said that Ah Zhen's career has another warehouse, so Luo Zhan is very busy in the building. Long Xing is also very busy, and since he has been leading Long Yu to contact craftsmen since he was a child, he bought good paving stones and went to the inner suburbs. Fortunately, there are many people in the house, and there are very few people who have been taken away after the division of labor.

Uncle suddenly absent from work in the afternoon, Yu Sixian was the most idle, sat quietly in the hall and drank seven or eight cups of tea, occasionally looking at the increasingly westerly sun, thinking that it would be like this today. Unexpectedly, as soon as the idea arose, he caught a glimpse of the uncle walking out of the side door out of the corner of his eye, and immediately put down his cup and got up and asked: "Young master, it's almost evening, do you still need to go out?" ”

After getting along with Old Yu for two days, Lin Huaan knew that this old man didn't like to talk to people, and sometimes he didn't talk through his brain, he could say whatever he wanted, leaving no room for others.

"Uh, no...... It's okay, I went to the suburbs of Xicheng to buy fields in the morning, and in the afternoon we went to the suburbs of Dongcheng to see how the construction was going. He was a little embarrassed, and glanced at Yu Lao very unnaturally, and secretly scolded himself in his heart for being too ridiculous, so that Yu Lao looked down on him.

Yu Sixian didn't look down on him, her temperament is like this, and because she stays in a small village all the year round, everyone only looks at her, and over time they want to say what they want, although the words are straight, but there are not so many twists and turns.

The two went out of the house, first went to the south of the building to see ten old and young painters, only to see that the scenic map of the building is almost completed, the birds and flowers painted in the park corridor, the commercial building shop festival, people come and go to the extreme to win, than the picture on the Qingming River is more prosperous.

He was in a good mood, and he was even happier after seeing the picture that was about to be completed, and walked to the inner suburbs, looking at the flow of people, until now there were still many people casting contemptuous glances at him, as if he was either going to die, or the heavens had no eyes.