Jiang Fei was stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyes and smiled.
She nodded, her voice soft, "I understand."
This made Lin Cixiao's face turn even redder and his heart beat very fast.
At this time, Jiang Fei spoke first, "I have met someone before and almost got engaged."
She didn't know why, but she just wanted to tell him. Maybe she didn't want to hide anything from him, even though it was harmless.
Lin Qixiao was a little surprised that she took the initiative to speak, but answered seriously: "I know."
"You know?" Jiang Fei was surprised.
He nodded. "I found out. I asked Ayi a lot about you."
Ever since he realized his feelings, Lin Cixiao, apart from practicing martial arts and handling official business every day, thought about her all the time, sent people to inquire about her, and wanted to know everything about her.
Naturally, he did not let his good friend Jiang Yi go. He treated him to drinks and asked him frankly about Jiang Fei's preferences. There was nothing to be embarrassed about admitting.
His eyebrows were sharp, but at this moment he was very gentle, and he looked at her seriously.
Jiang Fei lowered her head in a hurry, her heart beating faster.
Lin Qixiao's cold voice slowly looked at her: "He is not a good man, fortunately you didn't..."
Marry him.
He pursed his lips, the tips of his ears burning.
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Zhou Jing'an took Jiang Ling's hand and walked slowly.
The afternoon sun was warm, and Jiang Ling felt very comfortable and lazy.
"S/he kicked me again." She suddenly stopped.
Zhou Jing settled down and looked at her belly. Sure enough, he saw a small bulge on her belly from time to time through her clothes.
"Does it hurt?" He frowned.
Jiang Ling shook her head and said with a smile, "The child has felt sorry for me recently, so his movements have become much gentler."
Zhou Jing'an relaxed and smiled faintly, "This kid is teachable. He seems to be sensible."
He slowly squatted down, put his arms around Jiang Ling's waist, and put his ear to her belly.
"Naughty boy, I am your daddy..."
His words made Jiang Ling laugh, and it seemed that the child was also amused, moving several times in a row.
The sound of a small drum seemed to reach her ears. Zhou Jing'an smiled, stood up, took her hand, and asked her softly, "Are you tired? Do you want to sit for a while?"
Jiang Ling felt that Zhou Jing'an was becoming more and more clingy.
Now that his official duties were becoming less and less busy, he had more time to spend with her.
That afternoon after returning home from the party, he slept with her for more than an hour.
The bed curtains were drawn tightly, and it was dark inside the bed, with only a little light coming through.
Jiang Ling moved and felt Zhou Jing'an's arm still around her, and she couldn't help but feel surprised.
"Are you awake? Do you want some water?" Zhou Jing'an's voice was still hoarse.
Jiang Ling said she didn't want to drink and asked him, "Have you been here all this time? Why aren't you busy?"
Not to mention, he suddenly became idle, and Jiang Ling was really not used to him being around all the time.
Zhou Jing'an half-raised himself, holding her with one hand, looking lazy.
"There's nothing to do, it's more important to accompany you for a nap."
Jiang Ling knew that she couldn't stop him, so she stopped asking and frowned with worry.
"I won't be able to sleep tonight again."
As the months went by, Jiang Ling couldn't sleep well at night and kept waking up. Now that her naps were so long, she would have even less sleep at night.
Zhou Jing'an chuckled, his tone ambiguous: "It's okay, find something else to do at night, Ling'er will fall asleep on her own."
Jiang Ling paused stroking her belly and understood what he was talking about.
There was a smile in his voice, and a hint of shamelessness, "Don't worry, my lady. Your husband is always here for you and will do his best."
Jiang Ling glared at him and said, "You're becoming more and more indecent."
Zhou Jingan leaned over and kissed her cheek, his voice unclear: "If I can't kiss my wife, then I don't have to pretend to be serious."
It was warm inside the tent, and both of them were very lazy. With nothing to do, it was normal for them to do some intimate things.
Zhou Jing'an just felt that his life nowadays was too comfortable, but he couldn't help but fall into it.
He kissed Jiang Ling on the lips, and she felt weak all over. At this time, he asked her in a soft voice: "Does Ling'er like me? Ling'er said she likes me..."
Jiang Ling bit him lightly, then found the right opportunity to take a few deep breaths and said in a trembling voice, "Scoundrel."
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