There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

Thirty-second piece Chapter 1: (6)

For the first time, Duan Jin knew how hard it was to take care of a child.

The little fat man is young and can't control his physiological reactions, but he loves to be clean, he cries dazedly when he gets dirty, and he has to wait for his whole body to be refreshed before he can sleep peacefully. The child's stomach is small, and he will be hungry soon after he urinates, so he groans to take milk. Duan Jin wakes up seven or eight times a night, and basically doesn't sleep much. Whenever he squinted for a short while, he could hear his son crying, and he would immediately open his eyes and hold him up so as not to disturb his wife.

The good thing is that after a night of exercise, Duan Jin has taken the child to look more like him. The little fat man slept in his father's arms all night, and he finally became familiar with the taste of this person, and was no longer so repulsive.

After breakfast, Linglong freshened up and just picked up the chopsticks, Duan Jin sat beside her and said sincerely, "Madam has worked hard."

exquisite:? ? ?

"In the eyes of the world, men are qualified men as long as they earn a good reputation and let their families worry about food and clothing, but they are much harsher to women. They want them to be gentle and gentle, and they want them to be tolerant and not jealous, and they must be strong. Autonomy, I thought about it all night before I realized that I was not doing well enough in the past. Thank you Madam for your advice, otherwise I will never understand this truth." Duan Jin said, "I will accompany Madam and Jia more in the future... , But if something is not done right, please madam to mention something."

Linglong was stunned by Duan Jin's attitude and ability to reflect. She blinked, "Oh... okay."

In fact, Duan Jin put himself in the hands of others. He remembered what kind of glamorous girl his wife was when he was at home. Why did he always cry when he was wronged when he was married? Her parents are able to tolerate her, but they can’t be a husband without reason. Even if they are not affectionate, they are a husband and wife who have to join hands for a lifetime. It is really wrong to leave when she sees her crying.

He thought of his elderly mother again. At that time, the Duan family was down and he was the only one. Everyone said that Duan Jin Duan became famous as a young man, but he didn't know who took care of the family chores and young siblings when Duan Jin was studying hard in the cold window. Speaking of being strong, my mother is more than him. He worked hard in his studies, but what his mother gave to this family was great years and endless time.

Now the wife is too.

He shouldn't have asked her to be as virtuous as other wives. There is nothing wrong with her being naive. What's wrong with keeping such a character? What's wrong with being full of illusions and expectations for the newlyweds and your husband?

Duan Jin only felt sorry for his wife, and his attitude was extremely sincere. He also took the initiative to hold the little fat man on his lap, took the small bowl in Linglong's hand, and fed him the delicate and smooth custard. The little fat man was taken away from his mother's arms and was about to lose his temper. He took a bite of custard into his mouth and instantly forgot why he was angry. Duan Jin said to Linglong again: "You can eat, I will take care of him."

Linglong just looked at Duan Jin taking care of the little fat man with a weird look, and from time to time he brought her some vegetables, and suddenly figured it out, he was just like a new person. Although the movements are a little strange and stiff, it can be seen that he is making changes very seriously.

When the breakfast was withdrawn, Linglong held her chin and asked him, "Do you think I'm very hard?"

Duan Jin nodded.

Can you work hard? He took his son with him last night, and he did not sleep well during the tossing night. When he couldn't fall asleep, he thought a lot. He felt that he did not do well in many places. He felt ashamed and wanted to treat her better. She wanted him to be gentle and considerate, so he tried hard to change himself, but he didn't know whether she would be able to meet his wishes in the end.

Linglong sighed: "The women of ordinary people are indeed very hard."

Duan Jian was taken aback after hearing this.

"But I really don't have a hard time."

Duan Jian:? ? ?

"There are nurses and maids. Pang Bao is hungry, thirsty, peeing, and there are people waiting for him. I like to be clean, and I don’t touch his dirty diapers. You won’t be throwing on him all day and all the time.” Linglong said plausibly, “You are now an official of the court, and your salary alone is enough for ordinary people to live a good life every year. Do I have to talk to ordinary women? Just like breastfeeding and taking care of children? What do I do when I marry you?"

Then she gloated and asked: "You didn't do it all by yourself last night, did you? There was a night watch outside, you call, they all know what to do."

Duan Jian:...

"But what you said really caught my heart. I had bad points in the past, but now I am perfect. Since you sincerely admit your mistakes and correct them, I am not an unreasonable person. Of course, I will give you a chance. ."

She talked endlessly with her little mouth, her brows danced very proudly, after a while, Duan Jin helplessly shook her head, and his son screamed in his arms. He looked down and the little fat man spit a bubble at him, cracking. He opened his mouth and laughed, as if laughing at him with his mother.

The baby stroller made for the little fat man is ready. It is covered with soft cushions and a small umbrella for sunshade. The children’s favorite toys are hung on all sides. The little fat man sits in and plays happily alone. Up.

Duan Jin was still off today, so he took the little fat man with Linglong to see the old lady Duan, and talked to the old lady. The old lady also knew that the eldest son was busy with official duties on weekdays, and finally took a break at home. Of course, he had to give it to the young couple. When they got the chance to get along alone, they waved their hands and drove them away. As soon as Linglong and Duan Jin left the old lady's yard, they said, "Go ahead and do your job, I'll go back first."

Unexpectedly, Duan Jin grabbed her, his hand was very warm, and he didn't let go of Linglong's hold. Linglong looked at him and saw him staring straight ahead, and said stiffly: "...Let's go together."

If you go together, go together. Whoever lets go first is the dog.

After a while.

Linglong: Wang.

She pulled her hand out of Duan Jin's hand and shook it, and gave him an unhappy glance: "I'm all sweating!"

Looking at the palm of her hand, it was still wet. Linglong wiped her hand on Duan Jin. He was dressed in clean clothes today. When she wiped it so boldly, she was shocked. A very strange expression appeared on her face: want to drink. Scolded and refused to scold, a little angry but didn't want to be angry, and finally turned into a sigh, took out a veil from her arms, held her little hand and wiped it carefully, and said: " I didn't do a good job, and you forgive me."

"I don't forgive me." Linglong saw that her hand was wiped clean, and stretched out in front of Duan Jin. Duan Jian looked at this little hand, white and tender, with thin and long fingers. He just held it in his palm, soft and small. It's pitiful, "You don't know how to hold hands, you will get used to it if you hold more hands."

He hesitated to hold it again, and Linglong took advantage of the situation and hooked his palm. The straight steel man became stiff and couldn't relax at all. He has only a vague understanding of men and women, except for the unspeakable like in his heart, even the wedding night round room is based on the booklet, and he does not feel any happiness, it is just a matter of fulfilling the obligations of husband and wife. . He didn’t know anything about **** in his mind, and he didn’t know what **** is. Linglong felt that the girl he liked didn’t know his affection, but... Duan Jin is a very good person from a distance and has a very bad experience of profanity. He is neither funny nor humorous nor gentle or considerate. He is definitely not a good choice for falling in love.

Of course, it would be great if it was a pragmatic girl who had no romantic ideas to marry him as his wife.

A piece of white paper, splash ink or sketch, will be controlled by the dragon girl.

As she walked, she shook the hands of the two of them shaking hands, Duan Jin inevitably became nervous, and conjectured Linglong's thoughts in her heart. Do you want to be bored when she waved your hand like this, or is it just for fun?

But he couldn't see anything from his wife's look, so he hesitated very much. If she got bored, should he take the initiative to withdraw his hand and not offend her? But what if not? Is she going to cry again?

For a time, there was a dilemma.

Linglong didn't know what Duan Jin was thinking, she took him back to the bedroom, took the initiative to release his hand and ran without knowing what to look for. Duan Jian was sitting on the edge of the bed with his hands on his knees, his eyes were not squinted, and his justice was awe-inspiring.

When she happily ran over to show off the items in her hands, Duan Jin still didn't understand what it meant. Linglong put the incense wood in his hand into his big hand: "What do you think of this piece of wood? Is it suitable for carving?"

Duan Jin touched it, weighed it again, "Excellent."

"Well, you use it to carve out me and fat treasure."

Duan Jian was a little puzzled: "Are you to blame me for not giving you a gift? But wood carvings are just decorations. If you like it, I'll take you out to buy some rouge jewelry, okay?"

He is very clumsy to please his wife, which can be summed up in one word: buy.

But Linglong was upset: "It's so difficult for you to make a carve for me, or is there someone else you want to carve?"

Duan Jian's eyes were blank this time, "Huh?"

Linglong was sure that Fat Bao must be his own, because the expressions of the father and son were exactly the same. She took a deep breath. There was a feeling that the king met bronze. The other party looked cleverly, but in the end, one plus one wouldn't count, and she had to start teaching from the beginning. "I heard that you are good at sculpting, but what about this?"

Duan Jian nodded: "It's just an interest, not a specialization."

"Then I want you to make a wood carving for me, what's wrong? Or do you just want to carve your sweetheart, and no one else can do it?"

Duan Jian finally reacted!

Seeing his suddenly enlightened expression, and the old tears that were moved by Linglong, this person, he finally knew what she was talking about!

"No." Duan Jin shook his head, "If you like it, I will carve it for you. You can do as much as you want."

"and then?"

Then?

What then?

Master Duan didn't understand again.

Linglong really couldn't help it, and stepped on his boots: "Should you not explain something about your sweetheart's wood carving?"