"No...reward?" he asked quietly.
Jiang Ling laughed, put her arm around his shoulder, and tiptoed to give him a light kiss.
"Like a child." She laughed.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the scars all over his upper body, which she had seen many times during the Great Gan Dynasty.
"The scars are brought here too..." she whispered, raising her hand to gently brush across the scars, knife wounds, sword wounds, arrow wounds, all kinds of them.
Zhou Jing'an's delighted eyes paused, and he asked nervously, "Does Ling'er hate these scars?"
He had asked the same question during the Da Gan Dynasty, and Jiang Ling had just shaken his head and said he didn't mind it.
But now hearing her say this, I think she still doesn't like it in her heart.
Jiang Ling raised her eyes, "I don't hate it, I even like it a little bit."
Blinking her eyelashes, a hint of shyness flashed across her eyes, and Jiang Ling whispered, "It matches your muscles, and it's especially...sexy."
Zhou Jing'an was stunned, and a blush appeared on his cheeks.
It turns out she likes it.
He felt the heat coming out of his ears, so he put his arm around her waist and kissed her.
The small space, the hot air, the reunion after a long separation, the perfect atmosphere, all of this indicated that an impulse would definitely arise.
When the hot hand was placed on her waist, Jiang Ling suddenly woke up and pushed him away with her soft hands.
Zhou Jing'an was a little dazed when he was pushed away, his breathing was unstable, and he looked at her with confusion and grievance.
Jiang Ling took a deep breath and felt a little dizzy.
"Ling'er, don't push me away..." He hugged her tightly and put his forehead against hers.
Jiang Ling bit her lip, feeling a little overwhelmed.
"Zhou Jing'an..." She covered his lips as he was about to kiss her again, "Tomorrow... tomorrow... I still have to buy clothes for you and Axian tomorrow morning, and I have other things to do."
She whispered, "If... I won't be able to get up tomorrow."
There are still many things to arrange tomorrow. Looking at Zhou Jing'an's attitude, if she lets nothing happen, she will definitely be bedridden tomorrow.
Zhou Jing'an drooped his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little aggrieved.
"Wait until I have arranged it." Jiang Ling kissed his brow and said with a blushing face: "It's all arranged, anything is fine..."
Zhou Jing'an's eyes lit up, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Is anything really possible?"
Jiang Ling nodded slightly.
She missed him too, but she had to wait until things were settled before she could act foolishly.
After steadying him, Jiang Ling was finally able to leave the bathroom. Sitting on the sofa and listening to the sound of water inside, Jiang Ling touched her face, which was still a little hot.
She closed her eyes shyly, then quickly tried to wake herself up and began to clean up the living room.
Qingqing said that she was unconscious for three days after the car accident, and no one was at home, so she still needed to clean up.
After cleaning up, Jiang Ling looked at the small house and felt that it was still a little small.
Of course it was spacious for her to live alone, but now that she had Zhou Jingan and Zhou Xian with her, it was a bit tight.
It seems that she has to move to the sea view villa given by the system as soon as possible. She just saw the property certificate on the coffee table in the living room.
Although she had seen over the years that Zhou Jing'an, despite his noble birth, was never spoiled, she still wanted him and Zhou Xian to live more comfortably and did not want to let them down.
Besides, she is not poor now and has the money to give them a better life.
After putting the property certificate and lottery ticket into her document bag, her cell phone rang.
It’s her agent Zhang Hailan.
In fact, she saw the message she sent when she opened her phone in the hospital, but she didn't have time to reply. Qingqing said that Zhang Hailan came to the hospital to see her on the day of her accident. She was unconscious and had a facial injury. Although it was only a scratch, Zhang Hailan was still a little dissatisfied. He just said that the work would be temporarily suspended for the next few days and asked her to call him when she woke up.
Jiang Ling glanced at the bathroom and saw Zhou Jing'an still taking a shower, so she walked to the small balcony to answer him.
"Hello, Sister Lan."
The other party said angrily: "You still remember to contact me?"
Jiang Ling was helpless, "I just woke up this afternoon."
"How's the face? Will it scar?"
As expected, he only cares about her face.
Jiang Ling pursed her lips and said, "It shouldn't be, but it's not healed yet and is wrapped in gauze."
She cannot join the team for the time being as there are still many things to deal with.
Zhang Hailan's tone was clearly unhappy. "How long will it take? Director Lin needs to reshoot two scenes, and they'll start shooting in a few days."
She was talking about a play she had just finished filming before the accident, in which she played a small supporting role in an ancient idol drama.
"It should be fine. It definitely won't work these past few days."
Zhang Hailan was helpless. "Okay, luckily there won't be much work these days. You should take good care of your injuries first. Don't leave any scars."
She wasn't busy at all. She had just finished filming two dramas and a commercial before the accident, which gave her the chance to go to Qingqing's house to have dinner and chat with her. That night, Zhang Hailan called her to say there was an event that needed someone, so she drove Qingqing's car to go, and she got into an accident on the way.
"Yes, I understand, Sister Lan."
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped. Jiang Ling looked back, said a few words to her and hung up the phone.
Zhou Jing'an came out, and the robe did not fit him well.
Jiang Ling laughed, "I chose a large size when I bought it. It seems you're too big."
She took his hand and sat down, "I'll blow dry your hair."
He didn't wash it deliberately, but it was still a little wet.
Jiang Ling explained to him how to use a hair dryer and started blowing his long hair.
Zhou Jing'an put his hand on her waist and let her play with him obediently.
After he finished playing, he asked, "Who was Ling'er talking to just now?"
"My agent." She took the phone. "This thing can make calls. I told you it can connect two people to talk, no matter how far apart they are."
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