Feeling Jiang Xingyun touching her, Miao Jin suddenly felt as if her self-esteem was hurt.
Miao Jin raged, "I didn't go to Chaoshan for a while. Do you think I was going to have sex with a random man?"
Jiang Xingyun smiled and asked, "Why do you think so?"
Miao Jin also asked, "I also want to ask, why do you think so? Why don't you touch me when I go to other places, but you touch me when I come from Chaoshan? Is there something special about Chaoshan?"
Jiang Xingyun smiled and said, "Chaoshan is just a small place. It's just that our relationship has developed to this point."
"What about the future? Our feelings will grow deeper and deeper. Do you have to do this every time?" Miao Jin said to Jiang Xingyun.
Jiang Xingyun looked at Miao Jin meaningfully and replied, "Getting deeper and deeper?"
There was a hint of smile in his eyes as he stared at Miao Jin, who tilted his head to the side.
The next day, Miao Jin started taking translation work at home. Occasionally, when doing translation, Miao Jin would think of Chen Lu's case. For some reason, it stayed in Miao Jin's mind.
Miao Jin is sincere to Jiang Xingyun, she really wants to live with Jiang Xingyun. If it was just because they were "husband and wife" at the beginning, coupled with her soft personality and consideration for others in everything, it was easier for her to get along with Jiang Xingyun, but there was a bit of mutual respect. Although they were respectful to each other, Miao Jin had never pretended in front of Jiang Xingyun. There was a silly side to her personality, and it might be this side that made her very real and very likable.
Later, in addition to mutual respect, her feelings for Jiang Xingyun also developed a lot of admiration, because he was extremely talented, could play basketball, understood investment, and was not a stubborn bookworm. This made Miao Jin admire him very much. Compared with Nie Yiheng, Jiang Xingyun was really like still water with deep currents. Miao Jin admired him in her heart and felt that he was like water that she could never touch.
Most importantly, Jiang Xingyun gave her happiness and pleasure in bed. In a relationship between a man and a woman, this is the most important part, but Nie Yiheng did not give it to Miao Jin. Although men and women in love always scoff at this, when they really have it, they realize that it is really very important.
She really wanted to forget Nie Yiheng from her mind. As for why this NIE always occupied her mind, she guessed it might be a mystery. She wanted to know what kind of person Nie Yiheng was, who was a soldier with the same surname as Nie, on the other side of the earth. It was just curious.
Miao Jin began to translate things seriously, but after translating for a long time, he became tired.
She stopped and casually glanced at how much was left to translate, and saw the word "CLOUD". Miao Jin smiled. Her brain was now like a conditioned reflex. When she saw this word, she would think of his name - Yun.
Miao Jin casually wrote the word "Yun" on the paper. Although this word has some feminine flavor, it loses its charm when combined with the word "Xing". Moreover, the names of Jiang Yandong's sons are all very simple.
Miao Jin wrote smoothly and laughed at the same time. Then, she wrote her own name as well. She was surprised to find that the two names could form a Chinese character - Yunjin.
Suzhou and Hangzhou brocade.
Miao Jin inexplicably developed a longing for Suzhou and Hangzhou. Although he had been there many times before, he always felt that the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River were very beautiful and didn't notice anything else.
Why didn't I realize before that, somehow, she and he had such a destined connection.
When Jiang Xingyun came in the afternoon, Miao Jin had already cooked dinner. Because it was winter, although the house was warm, she could see through the window glass that it was freezing cold outside. Miao Jin felt very warm by this contrast. In the evening, she went to bed early and leaned against the headboard to read the translated content.
Jiang Xingyun took a shower and walked past the desk. He saw her writing on the paper. He saw "Yun", "Jin", and "Yunjin". He was still drying his hair and couldn't help but smile.
After getting into bed, he said to Miao Jin, "Do you want to go out for a walk tomorrow?"
"Hey, where are you going?" Miao Jin asked.
"It doesn't matter where we go. I don't want to drive. I want to ride a bike." Jiang Xingyun casually put the towel aside.
"What kind of bike are you riding?" Miao Jin's expression changed slightly.
"How about the bicycle?" Jiang Xingyun stared at the changing expression on Miao Jin's face.
Miao Jin's expression softened. She said, "There's a maximum load on bicycles. The two of us must have exceeded that."
"How old are you?" Jiang Xingyun asked, touching Miao Jin's waist.
"About a hundred pounds. How about you? About a hundred or forty or fifty, right?"
"With clothes on, he can hold his own against two of you. Without clothes on, he can probably hold his own against one and a half of you." Jiang Xingyun said.
"What?" Miao Jin asked in a puzzled tone.
Jiang Xingyun touched the peak of Miaojin Mountain and said, "There is great power here."
"You are bad." Miao Jin was furious, but even though she was furious, her tone was still soft. She had this kind of personality since she was a child. She was not as noble as Miao Yingjiu, but she had her own style.
Getting ready for bed, Miao Jin turned off the lights.
As soon as winter came, Miao Jin's hands and feet would become cold. When her feet touched Jiang Xingyun's feet, his body was burning hot. Miao Jin felt an irresistible heat and warmth. Even when she lifted the quilt, she could feel his heat rising up, which was very comfortable.
"I'm cold." Miao Jin said. In the darkness, she tilted her head slightly, squinted her eyes, and looked pampered and lazy. Although Jiang Xingyun couldn't see it, he could feel Jiang Xingyun lifting her hair back.
"Give me some body temperature." Miao Jin said slowly.
"There are two ways to transfer body temperature: physical and chemical. Which one do you want?" Jiang Xingyun asked. "If it's physical, it can just be transferred from me to you. If it's chemical, a reaction will occur, which is annoying."
Miao Jin knew that all his topics were about this, so he ignored him.
Jiang Xingyun put his arms around Miao Jin's waist from behind and kissed her neck and ears from behind.
"You bastard." Miao Jin said.
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