There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

Thirty-second piece Chapter 1: (7)

Duan Jin is now afraid to talk casually, because he feels that no matter what he says, she will easily get angry and upset when she hears it. It's like now he doesn't understand what Linglong wants him to explain. After a long while, he tentatively and cautiously said: "That was a long time ago..."

Linglong looked at him silently.

Looking at her like this, Duan Jin really didn't know what he had to say to satisfy her. He hesitated for a long time, and said: "I...send someone to get the wood carving back?"

Linglong absolutely fell.

She stood with her hands on her hips: "What do you mean, do you want to have a private meeting with your sweetheart by the opportunity of going for wood carving? I tell you that you died early in this heart, it is impossible! I am in you Don't even think about it!"

Duan Jin felt that he had better stop talking! He stretched out his hand to take the fragrant wood and got up to leave. This was his usual style, but he suddenly remembered something when he walked to the door. Looking back, his wife stared at him with big eyes and akimbo. This shape can be said to be quite inelegant, but Duan Jian strangely thinks it is a little cute. He explained: "I will go to the study to do wood carving."

But she still stood staring at him. Duan Jian licked his lips nervously, and tentatively said, "Well...you come to supervise?"

"I don't want it, but since you beg me sincerely, then I'll just go for it."

Duan Jin suddenly couldn't figure out whether she was really going to go or not. If she was going to go, why refused? If it is refused, why do you want to go? He was full of doubts and did not dare to ask, so he walked honestly and led the way, but he was dragged by Linglong's sleeves within two steps. He turned his head and saw that her white porcelain face was full of dissatisfaction: "You are so much taller than me. ,The legs are longer than me, and I have a few steps on top of me. If you walk so fast, how can I chase you? Or you just don’t want to take me there. The invitation just now was a fake polite remark?"

"It's sincere."

Linglong was satisfied with his hurried remedial attitude, she simply continued to shamelessly, and directly stretched out her hands. Duan Jin couldn't understand what she meant, so he raised his eyebrows to express his doubts, and Linglong stamped his feet impatiently and said, "You want you to carry me over!"

This was too intimate, Duan Jin couldn't accept it. He showed a look of rejection on his face. Because of his introverted temperament, he would never do anything that would damage his identity in front of people. Now that there are many people in the sky, he can't do it at all.

Just when he thought his wife would be angry, she wept.

Unlike the usual hysterical crying, tears filled quickly in his beautiful eyes, looking pitiful and aggrieved, but the tears refused to fall, so they rolled around in the eye sockets, fearing that the gods would feel sorry for them. Duan Jin was really afraid of her tears, and his heart was sour and astringent, and said, "Don't cry, okay?"

Linglong sniffed, "I won't cry if you carry it."

Duan Jian lightly sighed: "Madam..."

"Can't you recite?"

Seeing that the crystal clear tears were about to fall, Duan Jin's head became hot: "Back."

Soon after, he saw what his wife’s face-changing skills were. She blinked her tears almost instantly and waved to him excitedly: "You squat down and squat down."

He had already agreed, and it was hard to get the water covered. Duan Jin squatted down silently, and Linglong happily threw himself on his back, holding both hands tightly around his neck, "Go!"

She laughed innocently and cutely. Duan Jin couldn't see her expression, but could hear her laughter full of joy. He had lost almost all of his face, and all the servants in this yard were waiting for them to take care of their mouths. It's better to be more strict. The plan for the present is to go to the study as soon as possible, so as not to cause her to have another trouble.

Pass the fragrant wood to her, "Take it."

Now Linglong is very obedient, holding Duan Jin's neck with one hand, and holding the fragrant wood in the other. Her body is soft and light, and Duan Jin is surprised when she lifts her back-why is she so light? It's light and light as if there is no weight. The husband and wife have been so close for the first time for more than a year, and Duan Jin can't speak because of the lingering fragrance of his nose. He only walks toward the study step by step, but he can't hide his heart.

Linglong said: "You have to always carry me and hug me in the future, so that I will be happy."

Duan Jin said, "Listen to you."

Linglong once again felt that Duan Jin was like a donkey that pulled the horse. You give him a whip and take a step forward. If you don't hit him, he will stay there. She simply kissed him on the cheek: "Really all of me?"

After being kissed, Master Duan almost threw his wife off his back! His face turned crazily red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally he whispered: "No nonsense."

Linglong pouted: "Why am I messing around? I kissed you and it was a mess, then what are you who gave birth to a son with me?"

Duan Jin had already died of arguing with Linglong, anyway, no matter what he said, he couldn't tell her. He endured his hot cheeks and took her to the study. As for the eyes of people seeing ghosts along the way, Duan Jianquan thought he was blind.

He put Linglong on the soft couch in the study, and tapped her nose with the finger of his right hand. This was a habit of playing with younger brothers and sisters when they were young. They did not do it again when they grew up. He didn't expect to be in Linglong today. Repeat it again. "Next time Meng Lang can't be so frivolous in the public."

A kiss is called Meng Lang frivolous? Linglong blinked, and Duan Jin didn't know if she had listened to it. Just about to repeat it, she suddenly smiled at him-that was the ice and snow melted and opened in an instant, he was stunned, and she was holding his face. , This time the kiss did not fall on the cheek, but on the lips.

"This is not a big crowd. There are no people besides you and me. Can you be so frivolous?"

As she spoke, she licked her red lips, still feeling a little bit more.

Duan Jin had no idea how to react. His face was red and stiff, and for a long while, when Linglong thought he would lose his temper and tell her a lot of things, he stood up straight and said calmly: "Let's not take this as an example. "

If you don't have the same hands and feet when you turn around to get the tools, the posture would be quite bluff.

Since playing for the emperor, Duan Jin hasn't touched a woodcarving for several years. He was a little strange with the carving knife in his hand. He stared at the fragrant wood on his hand, slightly fascinated, not knowing what he was thinking. A moment later, there was a pain in his cheek, and Linglong was actually pinching his face, humming and threatening: "In front of me, who are you thinking of?"

Duan Jian really didn't think about anyone, just recalled that when he was obsessed with wood carving in the past, he was pinched by her. This is a weak woman and his wife. Naturally, he won't be annoyed, but he was a little slurred. : "Swing away."

Linglong asked: "Who are you thinking of?"

Duan Jin shook his head and said that no one thought about it. He held her two small hands and gently took them off, saying: "Just thinking about the past, hand-in-hand how to teach me when my father was still alive."

Linglong listened and tilted her head. Duan Jin was stunned by her unconscious action, and then she squeezed into his arms and stretched out two white tender little hands: "Come on, you teach me hand by hand."

This is not an uninformed craft. Duan Jin really thought that Linglong was interested in learning, so he taught it very seriously. As a result, he just said a word and asked her to focus on her, so she kissed him on the chin. Duan Jin's heart was trembling, he coughed lightly, and said, "Look at me carefully."

He meant that she wanted her to look at the knife in his hand, but Linglong really stared at him with watery eyes. This was different from the previous tantrums, tender and affectionate. Rao Shi Duan Jin could not know where to place his hands and feet when he was seen by such undisguised hot sight. Just about to say a few more words to her, she kissed him again.

In a daze, Duan Jin seemed to understand what is meant by ears and temples, and what is meant by red sleeves. He also understands why heroes, Chinese literati, and scholars have been saddened by Beauty Pass throughout the ages.

She was winding in his arms like water, soft and sweet, Duan Jin began to wonder if he was dreaming. How did the wife become so pleasant? He knew that his character was difficult to get close to. He was at a loss whenever he saw her tears. He had to stay away from her, but stay away from her. She was still aggrieved and still crying, but never said why she was wronged and why she shed tears. Duan Jin didn't have so much time to coax her-he was not the kind of person who could coax his wife with tender affection.

But now his wife bluntly said, what she wants, what she likes and hates, what she expects him to do-she is willing to say that Duan Jin will do it for her, as long as it is within his ability.

Just like this wooden sculpture, he didn't think about her jealously at all. He vaguely likes to excel, but the other person has his own heart, and he will not do things that are loved by others. Knowing that the marriage contract had been made, Duan Jin never thought about that person again.

By now, he suddenly had a thought, maybe he should not only know this in his heart, but also make it clear to his wife.

"... The wood carving you mentioned was a gift I gave to her when she left Beijing. It is not valuable, it is just a heart." Duan Jin considered the words, for fear that he would offend his wife if he didn't say a word. Taboo, "If you are unhappy, I will only carve you in the future."

Linglong looked at him in surprise, thinking that he had suddenly opened up, but by looking at Duan Jin’s expression, he knew that he was not opening up. He really thought that way, nor was he deliberately trying to please her, but that she didn’t like him doing it for others. She didn't like the wood carvings, but the ones that had been sent out could not be taken back. He would only do them for her in the future.

Not embarrassed or wronged, he willingly agreed to her.

Small nose twitched, Linglong suddenly said nonchalantly: "You are starting to fragrant."

Duan Jin said: "It's the fragrance on your body."

Linglong just smiled and didn't speak, Duan Jin surrounded her in this position, and the fragrant sawdust fell on the table little by little. His voice became more and more gentle and deep, as if he was telling an old story. If you want to listen, he won't stop.