Although she felt that it was a waste of Zhou Jing'an's talent to be a martial arts director or coach.
But this is the modern era, there is no such thing as royal relatives, they are just ordinary people here, and they just need to live a peaceful life.
Zhou Jingan smiled and held her hands, clasped them in his hands, and whispered to her about the future.
"When I get used to it a little more, I'll go get my driver's license. Zhou Xian needs you to pick him up and drop him off every time, which is very tiring." He continued, "When he's older and starts elementary school, let him go to and from school by himself. There's an elementary school near our house, just one block away, so he can go to school by himself."
Jiang Ling didn't expect him to think so far, "What else?"
Zhou Jing'an held her in his arms, and Jiang Ling sat on his lap. He put his arm around her waist and kissed her on the cheek.
He whispered, "You also need to learn how to cook. I can't always let you cook."
Jiang Ling smiled and raised an eyebrow, "So self-conscious?"
"Of course, Ling'er's hands are very delicate and can't do these things." He took her hand and kissed her fingertips, then continued, "But I still want to hire an auntie when I make some more money to take care of the meals and housework, so you can let go and have more rest."
"I've read all these textbooks. I can also help Ah Xian with his homework here, so you don't have to worry."
Jiang Ling couldn't help but smile as she watched him speak so clearly and arrange everything in an orderly manner.
"Becoming a martial arts instructor or coach is just a short-term plan. If you want a steady stream of money, you still have to go into business." He looked at her and said slowly, "In the Dagan era, merchants had a low status, but here, everyone is equal. There are many opportunities for businessmen and many ways to make money. You can try it later."
"But this is a long-term plan, and I need to practice more. After all, I have never done this before."
But he still wanted to do it.
Money is important here.
Well, working hard was just as important, but they were not so urgent about money at that time.
He wanted Jiang Ling not to worry about money. He wanted Jiang Ling to be able to buy whatever she wanted like before, with everything based on happiness and pure joy.
Although he didn't say these words, Jiang Ling understood them all.
Her heart beat slowly, with a hint of sweetness emerging from the sourness.
"Zhou Jing'an." She called softly.
He paused, looked at her with a gentle expression, and asked, "Hmm?"
"It's great to have you here." Her eyes sparkled and she smiled. "Having you here makes me a little happier."
The lights cast a silent glow, the sound of waves outside the window roared, gently rolling out layer upon layer, and the house was warm and quiet.
Zhou Jingan smiled faintly, not knowing whether it was the thousandth time he said this.
"I said I would protect you and make you happy for the rest of my life."
Jiang Ling's heart beat faster and a warm feeling emerged in her heart.
"Okay." She smiled slowly, "I believe it."
Jiang Ling suddenly blinked and called him sweetly, "Husband."
When she called out this word, her face turned red with uneasiness.
Zhou Jingan was slightly startled, his heartbeat quickening. He looked at her and asked, "I didn't hear clearly."
Jiang Ling chuckled, holding his face, and her fingertips inadvertently flicked his earlobe.
"Husband, or husband?" She smiled, "You should prefer to listen to husband."
"I like both." He spoke frankly, and after a moment's hesitation, he said, "Just now, I was watching TV with Ah Xian, and the people in the show called their lovers..."
Jiang Ling tilted her head, "What's your name?"
He pursed his lips and said slowly in a low, mellow voice, "Baby."
Her eyes widened slightly, the tips of her ears pink, and she grinned, "You like hearing this?"
"Yeah." He responded softly, looking at Jiang Ling with some anticipation.
Jiang Ling pretended not to understand, got off his lap and lay down, pulling the quilt over her. "I'm so sleepy, let's go to sleep."
Zhou Jing'an was stunned and felt very aggrieved. He turned off the lights, lowered the curtains, lifted a corner of the tightly wrapped quilt, quickly got in and hugged the person.
In the darkness, their breaths lingered. Zhou Jing'an lowered his head and skillfully searched for her lips, biting them gently, accusing her of being ruthless: "Ling'er is playing tricks and bullying me."
"I didn't." Jiang Ling denied it. "I already called you husband, is that not enough? Lord Zhou, don't be too greedy."
Zhou Jingan pursed his lips, squinted his eyes, and suddenly leaned over to kiss her earlobe, calling her incoherently while kissing: "Baby, baby..."
After shouting a few times, Jiang Ling got goosebumps and pushed him away with a red face, "Stop shouting, I don't want to hear it."
"Ling'er is lying." Zhou Jing'an chuckled.
"I didn't."
Zhou Jing'an lowered his eyes to hide a smirk, his hands already lifting up his nightgown, but he still said aggrievedly, "It's obvious. I want justice and let Ling'er call me that too."
Jiang Ling pushed him, feeling the strong muscles and scars across them. In the moment of distraction, he held her hand and prevented her from withdrawing it. "Feel free to touch them, Ling'er. The fact that you like these scars is another reward besides military achievements and glory."
Jiang Ling bit her lip, secretly cursing how good he was at talking, and was completely pulled into his arms.
Their noses touched, and he insisted, "It's only ten o'clock, it's still early, I won't do anything rash."
A slightly hoarse voice brushed past the tip of his ear, so gentle that water could drip out of it. Jiang Ling blushed in shamelessness.
Finally, as she sank into the whirlpool of tenderness, she said without any deterrent force: "Don't talk to me in that voice in the future."
She was afraid that she couldn't handle it.
Zhou Jing'an responded with his mouth, but he lowered his head to her ear and called her with the same voice over and over again, using all kinds of disgusting names in turn. Jiang Ling closed her eyes and covered her face, and he kissed her along with her fingertips, while doing evil and acting coquettishly and asking her to call him.
In the end, Jiang Ling had no choice but to whisper those sweet words. The word "baby" was the one he called the most, and he kissed them all and melted them into his blood.
It was clearly his request. She shouted, and he listened, but his eyelashes trembled shyly, and he hugged her tighter with a blushing face.
He took her hand and placed it on his chest, letting her feel his throbbing heartbeat, and said, "Your words have thrown this place into chaos."
He also said that every time Jiang Ling called his name, his heart was moved.
Jiang Ling pressed her hand on his chest, her fingertips brushing across a scar on his heart, and a thin layer of sweat stained her palm.
She called him a scoundrel, but kept calling his name, as gentle as the moonlight in the sky, swaying and swaying, and the lingering sound in Zhou Jing'an's heart.
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