Since the beds were chosen to be of ancient style, Jiang Ling simply chose ancient wooden furniture for both of their bedrooms. After this, Jiang Ling felt heartbroken.

Sure enough, solid wood furniture is still expensive.

She immediately gave up the idea of decorating the entire villa in an ancient style.

It's okay to keep one room as a souvenir, but if you buy the whole building, the money in the card will be too much to bear.

The two of them selected some large items, and Jiang Ling planned to shop online for the rest and then buy them slowly.

The store was responsible for transportation. After leaving the address and paying the money, Jiang Ling took Zhou Jing'an out of the mall.

Zhou Jing'an held her hand tightly throughout the whole process, never letting go and never speaking, only saying a few words when she asked for his opinion.

The rest of the time he was silent, looking around from time to time.

It would be a good thing to get more familiar with the environment, so Jiang Ling didn't stop him.

Zhou Jing'an was indeed familiarizing himself with the environment and was observing the situation the whole time, but there were too many people and passersby kept looking at them, which made him frown.

It’s not the passers-by’s fault. Anyone who sees such a well-matched couple, one of whom is a handsome man wearing ancient clothes and with long hair, will definitely take a second look.

As soon as she got home, Jiang Ling started packing her things immediately.

"Let's move there today. The sooner we move, the easier it will be."

Zhou Jing'an had no objection and helped pack the things.

Fortunately, Jiang Ling didn't have much stuff. She traveled a lot and was thrifty, so she didn't have many clothes. The furniture and appliances were all the landlord's own. Both of them were decisive people, and they finished packing in just three hours. They got on the moving company's car and set off for their new home.

There is a sea to the east of Beijing. The sea view villa given to Jiang Ling is on Qingbin Road, the easternmost one in one of the coastal communities. The sea view can be seen from the second-floor balcony. Jiang Ling is very satisfied.

It is a two-story detached villa with an underground garage and a small attic on the third floor. The main gate and garage entrance are on the west side, surrounded by a low wall. The west front yard is not big, and a stone path in the middle of the lawn leads to the main entrance of the villa. There is a small courtyard on the east side, which is slightly larger and can be used to grow flowers and vegetables. Jiang Ling saw that other people's houses also had grape racks, and she was a little tempted.

The community is called Jingchunyuan. It has good greenery and a large area, but the distances between buildings are large. Her villa is close to the east side, far from the street on the west side, and very quiet. She asked around and found out that there are not many people living there, but the security is very good, and facial recognition is required to enter the community gate.

Jiang Ling had to praise Silly for choosing well.

After the furniture was moved into the house, the two of them hurried to clean up. Jiang Ling had hired a part-time worker to clean the house in the morning, so they only needed to put things in order. After they finished cleaning up, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

Zhou Jing'an poured a glass of water and handed it to her. Jiang Ling sat up from the sofa and drank it all.

The two sat on the sofa in the living room, Jiang Ling nestled in his arms, feeling a little tired.

"Zhou Jing'an, do you like this house?"

He nodded. "Very good."

Jiang Ling smiled with her eyes curved, "I'm hungry, let's order takeout."

"Okay." Zhou Jing'an nodded.

Dagan also has a takeaway service, it just has a different name, and Zhou Jingan can understand it.

After dinner, the two took a shower. When Zhou Jing'an came out wearing the pajamas and slippers that Jiang Ling had just bought for him, he saw that Jiang Ling had spread a pile of clothes all over the bed.

Jiang Ling was also wearing pajamas, a pink bunny nightgown, with her hair loose, and she called out to him, "Come quickly, I'll teach you how to recognize clothes."

When she went to buy clothes for him and Zhou Xian in the morning, the store had spring and summer clothes on sale, so she picked out a few more. She didn't buy clothes for Zhou Xian because children grow up fast and need new ones at any time. She picked out more for Zhou Jing'an. Just now when she was packing, she found that there were clothes for all seasons, so she gave them a good opportunity to demonstrate to him.

Their bedroom was on the east side of the second floor, with windows facing the sea. It was open at this moment, and the curtains swayed in the sea breeze.

Jiang Ling pursed her lips and looked at him, "Start from the inside out?"

Seeing Zhou Jing'an nod, Jiang Ling became a little hesitant.

She leaned closer to him, lifted the hem of his pajamas, and blinked, "That's right... what you're wearing underneath is like underwear, just improved, shorter and more convenient."

The sound of waves was heard. Zhou Jing'an lowered his head and looked at her trembling eyelashes with a smile in his eyes.

Without showing it on his face, he asked her, "What about yours? Is it the same?"

He naturally knew it was different.

Jiang Ling pursed her lips, turned around and pulled the curtains tight. Looking at Zhou Jing'an's face full of curiosity, she thought about how she had repeatedly said that she could ask her any questions, so it was difficult to refuse at this time.

The pink bunny nightgown was taken off, and she coughed twice, "Hey, this is the bellyband, and the one underneath is also..."

Before he could finish his words, he was already embraced.

When Jiang Ling raised her eyes, she found that Zhou Jing'an's eyes had become as deep as a pool of water.

"You um..."

All words were swallowed up by the kiss.

Zhou Jing'an held her in one hand and picked up all the clothes on the bed with the other hand and piled them on the table. Jiang Ling was carried to the bed and the bed curtains were lowered. The light green gauze curtains blocked the brightness of the light, leaving only the afterimage of the light falling on the two of them.

Half of his body went limp, and Jiang Ling seized the opportunity to gently push him, breathing anxiously.

Zhou Jing'an's eyes were deep and calm. "We'll sort out those clothes tomorrow. Ling'er promised me yesterday."

Yes, she said, tonight, you can do whatever you want.

Jiang Ling bit her lip and saw the bulging veins on his neck.

He kissed the corner of her lips, his hand caressing the softness, his voice husky, "This... is better than a bellyband."

Jiang Ling's cheeks were burning. She reached out to cover his mouth, but he caught her hand and kissed her softly. He looked at her closely and said in a tender voice, "Ling'er looks better in this outfit."

She closed her eyes in shame and asked him to stop talking. She was about to tease him by saying that he didn't know how to untie it, but he undid it deftly the next second, picked it up and threw it to the foot of the bed. He seemed to see through her intention, raised his eyebrows, chuckled and kissed her.

Kisses fell all over my body, like the leaves falling all over the street when the sea breeze blows outside in the middle of the night.

Jiang Ling trembled and tried to hide backwards, but Zhou Jing'an grabbed her waist and dragged her back. Her sweaty hair stuck to his forehead. He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her eyes, not knowing whether it was sweat or tears.

The longing after ten years is naturally unbearable.

What's more, this is Zhou Jing'an, who has experienced many hardships and is only 25 years old.

Only when the wind outside stopped did the gauze curtains in the room finally stop swaying.

Jiang Ling half-closed her eyes, as if she had been fished out of the water. Her whole body was soft and weak, and even her fingertips were trembling.

When she was picked up and carried to the bathroom in the bedroom in a daze, Jiang Ling was still thinking that she might not be able to keep the new bed sheets she had picked out today.

Even if she could, she couldn't look directly at it.

Zhou Jingan, this bad guy.