Zhou Jing'an's heart moved slightly as he watched her heartbeat gradually accelerate.
He walked in from the door, as if he had walked into her world.
Zhou Xian was still sleeping on his shoulder. He held him with one hand, walked to Jiang Ling, and held her in his arms with the other hand.
He rubbed his chin lightly against the top of his head and slowly closed his eyes, feeling happy and at peace.
"As long as Ling'er doesn't despise me."
As long as he is allowed to stay with her for the rest of her life.
Jiang Ling hugged him back and said with a smile, "I don't dislike you."
She looked at Zhou Xian, who was sleeping soundly with his mouth pouting. At the age of three, he was so soft and cute.
Huhu said that she had altered Zhou Xian's memories, incorporating modern elements from the past three years. Children's memories, typically those from before the age of three, were much easier to alter.
Jiang Ling's eyes showed pity, and she whispered, "It's great that Ah Xian has returned to his childhood. Let's cherish him for a few more years."
She pouted again, "This kid is getting more and more prudish as he grows older. It's all because of you. He's so young, but he acts like an old scholar. How boring."
It was obvious that the child loved to play, just like her.
Zhou Jingan chuckled, "That was during the Dagan era. He had his mission and had to shoulder heavy responsibilities. Now things are different. He can be more relaxed."
As a father, he felt distressed, but he walked through this because he knew that this was something that had to be done, otherwise how could he protect the people he wanted to protect.
Jiang Ling smiled, "That's great."
It was a small two-bedroom apartment, but Jiang Ling was worried about letting Zhou Xian sleep alone, so she put him in the master bedroom and wiped the little guy's face and hands. Without his pajamas, he had no choice but to sleep like this.
Not only are there no small ones, there are no big ones either.
When Jiang Ling turned around, she saw Zhou Jing'an following her closely, still wearing the same shirt and trousers.
"Ah, there are no clothes for you." She was a little annoyed and should have bought some on the way back.
Zhou Jingan shook his head, "It's okay."
Jiang Ling rummaged through her wardrobe for a long time and found a robe that she had given as a bonus during a previous live broadcast with her fans. At that time, her fans wanted her to play the role of a handsome scholar.
She gestured to him with the light green robe and frowned, "It's a little small, but there are no other clothes that fit. I'll buy it for you tomorrow."
Zhou Jingan took it and said, "That's great."
Jiang Ling glanced at the time. It was nine o'clock in the evening.
After a busy day, she felt very tired, not knowing if it was because she had just returned. She must have felt the same way for Zhou Jingan and Zhou Xian, otherwise little Zhou Xian wouldn't have fallen asleep so early.
She took his hand and went to the bathroom, "I'll teach you how to take a bath."
Zhou Jingan let her pull him, still holding the robe in his hand, "Okay."
"There's hot water in here. Do you see this handle? Turn it. There's hot water on the left and cold water on the right, and water will come out from here." Jiang Ling explained in detail and even tested it on the spot to let him see how the hot water came out so that he wouldn't be startled.
"My place is very small. There is no bathtub, or rather a tub. You may have to bear with it." She pulled his hand and shook it.
Zhou Jing'an tried hard to suppress the hesitation in his heart, digested this strange knowledge, and lowered his head to hug her.
"I'm not wronged." He put his forehead against hers, "As long as you're by my side, it's fine."
Jiang Ling smiled and raised her head to kiss him. "That's great. If you don't understand anything, call me anytime. I'll be outside the door."
Actually, Zhou Jing'an wanted her to shower together. He didn't want to be separated from her for even a second. However, this place called "bathroom" or "shower room" was really small. It would be very crowded for two people in it, and Jiang Ling would be uncomfortable.
Besides, he had to cheer up and try to adapt to life here so that she wouldn't have to worry so much.
"Okay." He pursed his lips and asked her softly, "After I finish washing, can I get another kiss from you?"
Like asking for praise.
Jiang Ling smiled and pretended to kiss him, but stopped abruptly and winked playfully: "Come out and fulfill the rest."
Zhou Jing'an's ears turned slightly red. He nodded and walked in.
Jiang Ling watched from outside the door for a while, and saw through the frosted glass that he was struggling with his clothes.
She was stunned, forgetting that the trousers had a belt and a zipper, and hurriedly knocked on the door and went in.
Zhou Jing'an had already fumbled to take off his shirt and was looking down to figure out how to take off his pants. He was startled when she came in.
"I forgot to tell you how to solve it. It's my negligence. Let me teach you." Jiang Ling leaned over.
Her hand attached to his, her fingers red from undoing the metal buckle, she frowned, feeling a little distressed, and rubbed it gently.
The metal buckle of this belt has a clever mechanism, so it's normal that Zhou Jing'an can't unfasten it.
"Here, look..."
The two of them were very close to each other, both with their heads down. The light in the bathroom was bright. She lowered her head and taught him in a soft voice how to untie his belt. Her beautiful hands flew flexibly, very close to his skin. She could touch his waist and abdomen with just a lift of her hand.
Zhou Jing'an stared at her secretly, his ears turning red.
"Look, it's untied." Jiang Ling smiled and looked up, catching him looking at her instead of listening carefully.
She pouted, "Come on, try it yourself."
Zhou Jing'an lowered his eyes in panic and put his hands on the difficult thing again.
The bamboo-like hands shone with a lustrous luster, as if they were carved from beautiful jade.
Jiang Ling thought, how pleasing it was to watch his hands undoing the metal buckle.
With a "click", the belt was successfully unfastened.
He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Jiang Ling with joy in his eyes.
Jiang Ling raised the corner of his mouth, "You are smart. You can even learn it by slacking off."
She turned to leave, but he held her back.
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