Lin Jingcheng used a little force, but hugged the person tighter: "Brother Lin has been waiting for three years, and the heart, liver and lungs are hurting, you say, how can you compensate me for changing the marriage date at will?" ”

Ye Xiuyan's heart trembled: "What compensation do you want?" ”

"A tune."

Lin Jingcheng reminded the old story: "My sister composed the music herself, a song that belongs to me and is played especially for me." ”

"Okay."

Ye Xiuyan pursed her cheeks and pretended to be unhappy: "After talking for a long time, wait for me here!" ”

"You said you wanted compensation, but you couldn't help but agree."

Lin Jingcheng smiled darkly, and took advantage of the fact that she couldn't move in her arms to spare her squeaky nest.

"Okay, I promise."

Ye Xiuyan was most afraid of itching, she couldn't break free, and almost laughed: "Isn't it just a song, just promise you." ”

Lin Jingcheng's starry eyes were shining: "My sister agreed, I can't go back." ”

Ye Xiuyan glared at him angrily: "This girl is full of words and never regrets it." ”

Lin Jingcheng was secretly happy in his heart: "When will the music be composed, and Brother Lin wants to hear it as soon as possible?" ”

Ye Xiuyan snorted angrily, pretending to be puzzled: "How long is it as soon as possible?" ”

Lin Jingcheng smiled darkly: "Tomorrow." ”

Ye Xiuyan's pretty face darkened: "It's beautiful to think." ”

Lin Jingcheng did not relent: "No, it will be tomorrow." ”

"Stop making a fuss."

Ye Xiuyan pretended to be annoyed and hammered him a few times, and used the introduction to divert the topic: "Seriously, Fu Xi is pregnant, she and Neem Shao, Xiao Ji's star fortune still needs to be calculated?" ”

"It's all like this, it's still a hammer."

Lin Jingcheng's thoughts were really deviated, and his heart was not smooth: "The fate is determined by heaven, let them toss it themselves." ”

"Planning is not as fast as change."

Ye Xiuyan sincerely sighed: "Who would have thought that Neem Shao was not the destined emperor. ”

"It's not necessarily a good thing for Neem."

Lin Jingcheng has his own opinion: "He has been determined since he was a child, practiced martial arts hard, and wanted to gallop on the battlefield like his biological father and become a famous battlefield general." ”

Ye Xiuyan raised her eyebrows: "His father is also the general of the Lin family's army?" ”

"Yes."

Lin Jingcheng bowed: "The four righteous brothers, all of whom are children of the old department of the Lin family, have been parents since they were young, and their father took pity on them and raised them personally. ”

"The neem is less complex, and the glow is unparalleled."

Ye Xiuyan's eyes flashed slightly: "It's really hard to imagine what he looks like when he puts on armor and leads the army to fight." ”

"What's this?"

Lin Jingcheng disagreed: "Wear a mask and don't let people see his face, it's okay." ”

"Wearing a mask?"

Ye Xiuyan smiled: "Listening to you say that it is so smooth, it can't be true, right?" ”

"Well, it's true."

Lin Jingcheng did not hide it: "Brother Neem first entered the military camp at the age of sixteen, he was also a man and a woman, and his beautiful appearance brought him a lot of trouble, and even a young man with a strong temperament fell in love and showed his love in public, causing a big wave in the barracks. ”

"What kind of mask is he wearing?"

"Ghost Face."

"General Ghostface? It's so cool. ”

Ye Xiuyan listened to it interestingly, and her thoughts flew: "Maybe in the near future, a young girl accidentally broke into the military camp and accidentally touched the general's ghost face. ”

"My sister deserves to be the famous water sleeve without a trace."

Lin Jingcheng jokingly ridiculed: "I have adapted so many best-selling books, my brain circuits are strange, and my way of thinking is different from ordinary people." ”

(End of chapter)