Tigers ban coveting

Ling Junhan was relieved, and his whole body was pressed on Duan Wuxin's shoulder.

He seemed to relax suddenly, Duan Wuxin's words made all the discomfort disappear in an instant.

"Xinxin, thank you for being here." He pecked the corner of Duan Wuxin's mouth with infinite warmth.

"I think the luckiest thing about all these troubles is that I met you."

Duan Wuxin sniffled, opened some red eyes and looked at him, "Me too, I am much more unlucky than you, but fortunately I have you."

The coming together of two people who share the same illness is probably the greatest consolation in a difficult life.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and broke their power in an instant.

Ling Junhan pinched his face and said: "Go back, I don't want to go to the military camp today, skip work."

Recently, everything has settled down, and the tension that has been tense has finally been relaxed. When he learned about such a thing today, he didn't want to worry about it. He just wanted to sleep well.

Duan Wuxin shook his head, and suggested: "I agreed to go on a date when I come back, how about today?"

"I'm not in a good mood right now, maybe I'm in a good mood." Ling Junhan raised his hand to snuff out the burning smoke on his finger, and threw it into the trash can beside him.

Duan Wuxin said stubbornly: "It is only when you are in a bad mood that you have to do things that make people happy. Let's go to dinner first, and then go to the amusement park, how about it?"

Ling Junhan could see that he was changing ways to make himself happy, and he was willing to disappoint.

He took the man's hand and walked slowly to the side of the mecha, and said, "Okay, let's go to the store last time, I see that you really like his desserts."

"Well, it's fine, just listen to you." Duan Wuxin sat on the mecha obediently, and muttered in a low voice: "I really have to find time to take the driver's license test, or I will let you drive it."

Ling Junhan pressed the button, squeezed his hand and said, "Aren't you happy to be my co-pilot?"

Duan Wuxin replied: "No, men are self-improvement, this is a survival skill."

Ling Junhan was completely amused, this person was like a real treasure when he was by his side.

The communicator vibrated, and his smile froze suddenly as he looked at the name displayed on the screen.

Duan Wuxin glanced sideways and said in a low voice, "Auntie's call, would you answer it?"

"Go ahead." Ling Junhan swiped open the screen and pressed to answer.

He wasn't sure how much Ji Mei knew, so he pretended to be relaxed and asked, "Mom, you're not traveling, why do you think of calling me?"

Ji Mei's voice is a little hoarse, it sounds like crying, lost the spirit of the past.

After being vague for a while, he said softly, "Jun Han, your father said you know your background, right?"

"Well, I just found out." Ling Junhan replied lightly.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to hide it from you, I just don't want you to have too much psychological burden. Ling Xu is also very good to you, so I've been thinking about it to make you feel that it doesn't matter if you are your biological father."

Ji Mei sobbed for a while, and cried out, "I knew this day would come, and I thought you would have known about it after more than two years."

Ling Junhan lowered his eyes, thinking that Ling Xu should have pinched off Zhong, and told Ji Mei about the situation just now.

He has always felt that his mother is pure and kind, and at this moment, he can't bear to break the calmness he finally regained.

A secret, maybe it should stop here.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ji Mei said, "Jun Han, are you blaming me? I really had no choice. Your father has always been very kind to me. I can't help but take you alone... Jun Han, I know you are suffering, so please scold me."

"Mom, I blame you, thank you for bringing me into this world." Ling Junhan sighed with mixed feelings.

Ji Mei did something wrong, and he couldn't blame him.

His hand holding the joystick was a little trembling, and he managed to calm down his voice: "His name is, can I... can I find time to visit him?"

He has named names, but everyone who listens understands.

Ji Mei said in a hoarse voice: "Your name is Ling Yang, and you are also a soldier. You are very similar to him, you say what you say, and you are very focused in doing things. He used to be a very talented commander in the military, but unfortunately...died early. His tombstone In Xichen Mausoleum, if you want to go, go."

"Okay." Ling Junhan replied softly.

Ji Mei paused for a few seconds, then stammered: "Jun Han, do you still want to recognize Ling Xu?"

I dare not mention the title "father" again, for fear of touching Ling Junhan's back scales.

Ling Junhan was silent, and he managed to respond.

This kind of thing happened once, even though it has been several years, it is like a thorn, if you stick it in and then lick it, it will always leave a scar.

There is a response that says it all.

Ji Mei pretended to be relaxed and said: "No matter, mom won't force you. But no matter what you think, we will always be your parents. When I come back, I will come to you and Xinxin for dinner."

Ling Junhan pursed his lips, feeling panicked, "Mom, let's just hang up and I'm still driving."

"Okay...Okay, you are busy." Ji Mei answered twice, and the master hung up the phone.

Duan Wuxin turned to look at him, trying to figure out what he was thinking, "Auntie doesn't seem to know about the beast soul, what are you going to do?"

"Don't tell me, it's already been hard enough. If I knew this, I would probably blame myself to death." Ling Junhan looked at Fang at the same level, and let out a sigh of relief, "Ling Xu is very good, this is the relationship between the two of us. The grievances, that's all."

Duan Wuxin's nose was a little sore, this man was really gentle to the extreme.

Obviously he can accuse hysterically, complain, or go crazy, but until now, he has remained as calm and decent as ever.

Even at this point, the emotions of the family are still considered.

The better Ling Junhan behaved, the more distressed he was.

Duan Wuxin lowered his head and asked, "Are you going to change your name?"

After all, every time someone calls this name in the future, it will remind people of this unpleasant memory.

Ling Junhan shook his head, and smiled slowly, "If you don't change it, as they say, this is the last commemoration for him. Otherwise, it would be a bit pitiful for him to be gradually forgotten by his family."

"Well, when the laboratory of the Beast Soul Project is finished tomorrow, I will go to see him with you." Duan Wuxin licked his lower lip, and said solemnly: "This is considered to be meeting the parents, I want to reassure him, From now on, his son will be covered by me."

Ling Junhan stopped the mecha at the door of the restaurant, tilted his head and kissed the corner of his lips, and said with a smile: "Okay, Major Duan, I will leave Ling Junhan to you in the future."

When the two entered the restaurant, Duan Wuxin ate all the desserts in one go, and the table was soon filled.

He proudly piled it on Ling Junhan's face, with the confidence of a rich man, "Eat it, I gave you a bonus, I will treat you to this meal. According to you, if you eat something sweet, you will be happy."

"How much bonus?" Ling Junhan asked casually while biting an egg tart.

Duan Wuxin opened his palms and counted, his tone could not hide his shock, "I thought, soldiers also make money from this. No wonder you can afford to build a bigger house. It turns out that it is all in exchange for your life."

Ling Junhan was amused by this statement, raised the corners of his mouth, and said casually: "Yes, so you know how difficult it is to save a dowry for you?"

"I'm rich too, so I'll marry you." Duan Wuxin shook his head, "I'll be able to buy a house after I fight two more battles, and then we'll buy a bigger one."

Ling Junhan was shocked by this self-reliance and self-improvement, and slowly nodded, "Anything is fine, as long as you can get married."

He knew a long time ago that since he was a little white tiger, he would not eat his and use his, and he was as stubborn as ever.

Recalling the details along the way, from her resistance to her meekness now, he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.

Maybe Duan Wuxin really has a kind of magic that can make all the unhappiness go away with the wind.

After dinner, Duan Wuxin straightened up and went out to pay the bill. On the way, he ran into a few fans and took a group photo with them generously.

The two didn't even bother to change their military uniforms, so they went straight to the nearby playground.

Duan Wuxin looked up at the towering track, and blinked, showing freshness on his face.

"Just kidding? Are they screaming?"

"Shanche, they must be afraid, I should feel it." Ling Junhan shrugged and asked, "Do you want to try?"

"I'm not afraid of heights, I can vent my emotions without screaming, right? Let's go, that's all." Duan Wuxin pulled his wrist and squeezed into the crowd to line up. As soon as the two of them lined up, they were surrounded by the crowd, and the scene was once chaotic .

"Ah, it's Xinxin and Marshal, are you coming to the playground too?"

"This is the first time I've seen Erzai at such a close distance, and the skin is healed too!"

"Son, don't be afraid, mom will sit with you!"

"Give way to everyone, thank you for joining the team for my son and his father."

Duan Wuxin's scalp was numb, and he waved his hands again and again, "You don't need to jump in the queue, we just queue as usual."

If they had known that there were so many people, they should have chosen a place with fewer people.

In order to restore order at the scene, the staff rushed over, and the two were invited into a special passage, and they jumped in line and got on the roller coaster.

Duan Wuxin pressed the seat belt, watched the mountain bike slowly climb up the slope with calm eyes, and said disdainfully: "This is scary, it's slow."

"Yeah, I think so too." Ling Junhan raised his hand to block the hot sun, and even wanted to close his eyes and sleep.

For soldiers, the rapid descent is simply pediatrics.

The mountain car climbed to the top, paused for a second, then accelerated and swooped down instantly.

Duan Wuxin grabbed his palm tightly, closed his eyes and shouted wildly while cursing: "I'm going to fall, I'm going to fall!! Ahhhhhh!"

"It won't fall." Ling Junhan clasped his hand tightly, and said lightly, "Aren't you afraid?"

“我不怕！！我才不怕！！啊啊啊啊啊！！！”段无心脸色惨白，压根不敢往下看，眼睛向上看着天空，死鸭子嘴硬。

After the mountain car swooped down, it climbed onto a higher track and stopped at the highest point in an instant.

Ling Junhan stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and comforted him: "It's a matter, just turn around two more times and it will be over."

"Two laps!!! Nothing! Another lap will be a problem!"

Facing the howling wind high in the sky, Duan Wuxin shivered and replied angrily, "Didn't I agree to let you scream to vent! You scream!!"

Before the words were finished, the mountain car fell vertically, and the weightlessness of hundreds of meters made the passengers in the car scream wildly.

In order not to spoil the fun, Ling Junhan said a few perfunctory ahs, staring at the ground expressionlessly, feeling a little sleepy.

He didn't think this project could make people feel happy, but the unintentional reaction of the next door really made people laugh.

The child desperately wanted to save face, bit his lips tightly and refused to make a sound again, but his face was pale with fright, almost bloodless.

When they arrived at the end, Duan Wuxin staggered down with his legs soft, holding back the rush that almost vomited, "It's not bad, it's terrible, it's all pediatrics."

"Really? Someone almost pinched my hand to bleed just now." Ling Junhan shook his skinned right hand and pierced through, "We'll go back if we're afraid."

"I'm not afraid, I'm excited." Duan Wuxin refused to admit it, and walked down the steps pretending to be calm.

Ling Junhan pulled him back, leaned against the man's shoulder and looked at the screen next to him.

The dynamic screen played back the expressions and voices of the passengers who had just boarded the car in real time, and at this moment, Duan Wuxin's face was cut on the screen.

His brows were tightly furrowed, his little face was pale, and he had a sense of sadness that he was about to die. Accompanied by endless screams, it was extremely ear-piercing.

Duan Wuxin: "..."

Rubbish playground, don't you want to lose face?

"Duan Wuxin, who is not afraid of anything, commits a crime for the first time. It's quite commemorative. I'll go find them and make a copy." Ling Junhan made a gesture to stop the staff, but Duan Wuxin bit his wrist hard.

He gritted his teeth and threatened: "It's an exception just now, let's choose another project."

"Forget it, don't toss yourself, I feel much better."

Ling Junhan played tricks again, walked to the side of the stall, bought a strawberry-flavored marshmallow for the kid, and stuffed it into his mouth.

While feeding sugar, he said with a smile: "How can anyone go on a date to play exciting projects, can we change to a romantic place?"

Duan Wuxin squeezed the marshmallow into a ball and stuffed it into his mouth, it was so sweet.

He caught a glimpse of the haunted house next to him, squinted his eyes and said, "No, I'm here today, and I'm not going anywhere."

Still don't believe it, Ling Junhan is really not afraid?

At this moment, the little white tiger completely forgot that this trip was to help Ling Junhan adjust his mood, and he was only trying to make this person show his flaws.

He sneakily ran to whisper a few words to the staff, turned his head and said with a smile, "Let's go to the haunted house."

With a simple expression, the ghost master is hiding in his stomach.

Ling Junhan raised his eyebrows, and kindly reminded: "I'm not afraid of ghosts, I'm afraid of you..."

"I'm not afraid, let's go, go in now." Duan Wuxin hurriedly pulled the man towards him, for fear that he would run away.

The haunted house is glowing with green light, and there are bright mirrors and ghosts floating around everywhere, making people dizzy.

Duan Wuxin pinched the corner of Ling Junhan's clothes, hid behind his back and moved in small steps, muttering: "Prosperous, strong, and harmonious..."

He was frightened, and he was afraid that Ling Junhan would be frightened, so his legs were weak from fright.

Woohoo, the human world is terrifying, he wants to go back to the primeval forest.

A white figure suddenly floated out of the corner, and Duan Wuxin trembled violently, almost screaming.

If there is a tail at this moment, it is estimated that it has been erected higher than the sky.

Ling Junhan walked in front of him calmly, and asked in a low voice: "If you feel scared, just hug me."

When someone responded, he turned his head to look, but there was no one behind him.

What about people?

"Xinxin, where are you, Xinxin?" Ling Junhan became a little anxious, looking for someone around the mirror, fearing that someone might get lost, so he hid in fear.

The haunted house is astonishingly large, and when you go around, you can see half of Duan Wuxin's shadow.

This kid is really worrying enough, he got lost in a second.

Ling Junhan pinched the center of his brows, and decided to walk quickly to the exit. Just two steps away, a figure suddenly appeared from the corner in front of him.

The man came staggeringly, covered in a white robe that dragged the floor, and a pointed hat that covered his head tightly, only showing the red horns of the devil's head.

A face was smeared with blood, and the facial features could not be seen clearly in the dark. It was printed with green light that swept over from time to time, which made Shen feel panicked.

A figure rushed straight at him, sticking out a scarlet meter-long fake tongue, wanting to bite his neck with claws and teeth.

Ling Junhan frowned, and reflexively stretched out his hand to the ghost's throat, and pressed it neatly to the mirror next to him.

The ghost struggled and crazily resisted.

Ling Junhan used some words, bent down and sniffed at the corner of his lips, and suddenly laughed out loud.

The haze that had accumulated all day was swept away in an instant.

He bent down, lowered his head pretending to be puzzled and asked, "This ghost, why does it taste like strawberry? I want to eat it."

Duan Wuxin stuck out his tongue with difficulty: "?".