One hundred and eighty-four trifles

At this time, Ding Jing looked disheveled because of the fight just now, and being held in Lin Jixin's arms like this was indeed a bit like a couple who had just done something.

It's just that although Lin Jixin's height has risen a lot recently, he is slightly taller than Ding Jing who took off his shoes, and with his childish face, it is not too commensurate to pretend to be a couple.

Lin Jixin also knew this very well in his heart, and without giving the person a chance to think, he took the initiative to stretch out his hand to him: "Xiao Jing's friend, hello, I'm Xiao Jing's boyfriend." ”

Shaking his hand at the somewhat numb and sluggish guy, he continued: "I fly around the world world because of my work, and I rarely can take care of Xiao Jing's life, so I usually trouble you friends to help. ”

His mature and sophisticated style made the guy who was originally suspicious a little convinced.

Without waiting for him to speak, he continued: "Xiao Jing and I are cooking dinner, do you want to try it?" I learned my black pepper steak from Milduay, who is the chef of the famous European restaurant Goshiply, and the taste is absolutely authentic, and I also brought a bottle of Lafite 92 from the origin, which is a rare and good wine......"

"No, no......" The guy was obviously confused by the information in Lin Jixin's words, and hid the roses behind him with an embarrassed face, and couldn't help but retreat, "You guys eat, I have a chance to come again." ”

"Ha Lu Ha ......" closed the door, Ding Jing couldn't hold back anymore, "Milduay, Goshiply, you can really talk nonsense." ”

"It's all true, I saw it in a magazine the last time I was bored." He's serious.

Ding Jing laughed even harder, and only breathed a sigh of relief after a while: "Then again, your memory is really good." ”

"Of course, I don't want to be a teacher."

was faintly **, Ding Jing couldn't help laughing again: "Okay, Mr. Lin, hurry up and cook, I'm going to starve to death." ”

"Come pick the vegetables for me!"

The two of them were fighting and doing things again, and they didn't stop at the dinner table.

After the seven or eight plates on the table were clean, Ding Jing collapsed on the chair and patted her little belly: "Oh, I ate too much, and the meat is going to come out." ”

She looked at Lin Jixin again: "I wonder what your stomach is made of, how can you fit so much." ”

Seeing that she compared a big cylinder in the air, Lin Jixin snorted: "If you want to say that I am a rice bucket, just say it." ”

Ding Jing deliberately raised her voice: "You have discovered this, you are too sharp." ”

In the hip-hop and hip-hop, she couldn't help sighing: "It's really enviable to eat so much and not get fat." ”

"That's because I have ancestral kung fu, and no matter how much I eat, my second kung fu will be consumed."

"Really?" Ding Jing's eyes widened.

"Of course, how could I have eaten so much?"

Seeing that Ding Jing wanted to speak and stopped, he smiled and said, "You want to learn, right?" ”

Facing Ding Jing, who nodded like a peck of rice, he asked again: "Do you really want to learn?" ”

Ding Jing's head was about to fall.

"This is an ancestral heirloom, not for outsiders."

Looking at Ding Jing, whose mouth was crooked, he sighed: "Okay, okay, seeing that you are so studious, I can reluctantly marry you, so that you are not an outsider." ”

"Die!" Without waiting for him to finish laughing, Ding Jing, who was crazy, casually threw a pillow over, "What do you mean by being embarrassed!" ”

It turned out that she cared more about this sentence, Lin Jixin Ha Lu Ha Da smiled: "It's the ancestors who accumulate virtue, and the ancestors who accumulate virtue." ”

"That's pretty much it." Speaking of this, Ding Jing suddenly realized that she had wrapped herself in, as if she wanted to marry Lin Jixin, and in Lin Jixin's snicker, she threw a pillow over hatefully.

After the joke, the two cleaned up the dining table and washed the dishes, Lin Jixin made a strange gesture for Ding Jing to follow.

"No, no, ouch!" From this posture of half-squatting and half-standing, in less than half a minute, Ding Jing fell to the floor numbly.

"You're in poor physical fitness." Lin Jixin said as he helped Ding Jing up from the ground.

"What," Ding Jing shook her head vigorously, "I often practice yoga." ”

"It's mostly about getting in shape."

"Huh?" Ding Jing suddenly thought of something, and was a little nervous, "You can't train a whole body of muscles with that method, right?" ”

"You're underestimating my ancestral stuff."

Lin Jixin walked to the water heater, poured a glass of cold water and handed it to Ding Jing: "Drink some water first, with enough water, you will feel much better." ”

"Really?"

Ding Jing took a large sip of water in disbelief, and began to pose as he commanded.

This time it was indeed a lot longer, but Ding Jing gradually frowned: "Why do I feel so hot in my body." ”

"This is a good sign, it means that you are doing a good job, keep persevering, and you will find that the effect is too good to be frightening." He turned around to get Ding Jing's laptop on the table, and when he turned his head, he couldn't help but have a smug smile on his face, "Go on, I'll use your computer." ”

"Don't mess with my documents, they contain teaching materials." Ding Jing shouted behind him with some lack of breath.

"An-la! Hold on, and the longer you go, the better. ”

After a while, he was browsing the news on the Internet, and the fragrant breeze came to his face, but it was Ding Jing who ran out after taking a shower.

"Your ancestral kung fu is really good, and you are tired from practicing, but when you are done, you are refreshed, and you feel full of inexhaustible energy."

"This is the first time this will be like this, and it will feel much lighter when I practice it in the future, but the effect can still be seen."

"Rehydrate a little more." He handed over the half glass of water that Ding Jing had left just now.

"For a while, I'm not thirsty now."

"You have to drink water after practicing, and it's too late in a while." He couldn't say that it was water with added ingredients - otherwise, it would not have worked so quickly with just one pose.

Seeing Ding Jing finish drinking the water, he turned his head with satisfaction and asked as if casually: "By the way, is your computer shared with other teachers?" ”

"No?"

"And does anyone else borrow your computer regularly?"

"Only Mr. Li borrowed my wireless network and copied things with a USB flash drive a few times." Ding Jing was a little puzzled, but still said.

"So, very young?"

"What are you asking for?"

"Nothing." He said casually, his fingers tapping quickly on the computer.

In a simple study on the other side of the city, a young man with glasses was sitting in front of the computer, and with his strange scream, the computer screen suddenly went black, and at his feet, the computer console clicked and clicked.

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