I can fish for anything

Chapter 205 I live in your house

Bai Jingjing is not a human being, but a boa constrictor that has lived for more than 3000 years. The changes of the times seem to make Bai Jingjing see through everything. She never cares about what happens in the world, and only cares about her own cultivation. The purpose is to hope that one day I can become a dragon and fly into the sky.

But ever since he met Jiang Zhihao, Jiang Zhihao told her that no matter people or animals in this life, they are free and easy with no demands or desires. Dull.

Bai Jingjing is now at the late stage of Mortal Transformation Realm, and her main body is no longer a python, but a dragon, the only difference between it and a dragon is that it has no claws yet.

Everything in the Huafan realm is called Huafan, because after passing through this realm, one can reach the golden elixir stage, and the quality of the dantian will change once.

And those who pass through the Mortal Transformation Realm can have immortality and death. The immortality mentioned here means that the body will not age. If it is affected by external forces, it will still lose its life.

Although Huamortal Realm is an incomparably awesome existence in the mortal world, it can only be regarded as an entry-level in the real cultivation world.

You must know that in the Heavenly Court, Golden Core Stages are everywhere.

Even Sanxiandixian can only be regarded as a little achievement.

However, passing through the Golden Core Stage from Conghua Mortal Realm requires not only hard work, but sometimes a tribulation.

Nothing more than damage caused by natural disasters, such as lightning strikes.

It's not that Bai Jingjing doesn't have the courage to try lightning strikes and then become a dragon.

She has practiced for nearly 3000 years, and she has been waiting for this moment.

However, she didn't do that because Jiang Zhihao persuaded her.

Greed, anger, joy, hatred and anger are life.

For some reason, seeing Jiang Zhihao and Peng Ling together, and listening to the discussions of people around, Bai Jingjing felt very uncomfortable.

After staying in the workshop for a while, Peng Ling pulled Jiang Zhihao out quickly.

She couldn't stand it anymore, because the workers were joking at first, but finally asked them how many children they planned to have.

Someone else replied that the more births, the better!

This kind of question made Peng Ling's face blush.

Outside the cannery, Peng Ling didn't speak, and naturally took Jiang Zhihao's arm.

"By the way, why are you wearing pajamas?"

"Actually, I've been here a long time ago, but you haven't come home. My uncle said you were entertaining friends, so I came over to take a look. The beautiful reporter told me that you had something to leave, and I couldn't sleep alone, so I went for a walk." It's at the cannery."

Peng Ling looked at Jiang Zhihao with jealousy on her face: "Why do you think you are all female friends? And all of you are full of beauties."

"No, no," Jiang Zhihao quickly explained: "Chen Jing came here specially to interview the farmhouse, and I have business contacts with Mr. Liu." '

"Really? She's a real estate boss. She's in the middle of the night, so what kind of business can she do? She's lonely in the middle of the night, so she seeks comfort from you?"

Jiang Zhihao couldn't help but smile bitterly. Once a woman has jealousy, it's really endless, so he quickly changed the subject: "By the way, why are you here in pajamas?"

"I'm here to sleep!" Peng Ling hugged Jiang Zhihao's arm tightly: "I brought a lot of clothes, including the down jacket."

Jiang Zhihao showed surprise: "You mean to live here?"

"Why, can't you? Have you forgotten the promise between us?"

Jiang Zhihao was speechless. At the beginning, Peng Ling was in deep trouble. After being rescued by Jiang Zhihao, the two dated for a while, but although they had a close relationship, neither of them broke through the bottom line.

Peng Ling once expressed her feelings to Jiang Zhihao. Jiang Zhihao didn't object at that time, but he didn't agree with him either.

In fact, this is a typical ostrich mentality, and I dare not face it.

It's the same as what I talked to Liu Xuan tonight.

Seeing that Jiang Zhihao didn't speak, Peng Ling's affection suddenly dimmed: "Do you not like me anymore?" '

"I..." Jiang Zhihao didn't know how to answer.

"I understand. I'm sorry to bother you. I'll disappear immediately." Peng Ling's voice was choked up, and she turned and left.

It's so late, a girl is definitely not safe, how could Jiang Zhihao let her go, and hurriedly chased after her: "Where are you going?"

"Do you have a relationship with me?" Peng Ling said with a blank expression, "Go and find your beautiful boss and beautiful reporter!" '

Jiang Zhihao took her arm and laughed: "Sister Ling, I'm joking with you, why are you really angry, come back with me, it's cold outside. '

"No return."

"Let's go, go back."

"I said, if you don't come back, you won't come back."

"That's what you said, don't blame me for not reminding you."

After Jiang Zhihao finished speaking, he carried Peng Ling on his shoulders. He didn't know whether it was intentional or not. His arms passed across Peng Ling's soft chest, and he clearly felt Peng Ling's body trembling.

Peng Ling smiled through tears, patted Jiang Zhihao's back with both hands, and said coquettishly: "Bad brother, put me down quickly, hurry up."

"What I said just now, don't blame me for not reminding you, you don't want to go back, I won't let you go, let's see what you can do?"

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The two fought all the way and finally arrived home.

Jiang Zhihao put Peng Ling down anyway, because he noticed that the light in his father's bedroom was still on, and he didn't want his father to see this scene.

As soon as he walked into the living room, Jiang Zhiwen came out of the bedroom, with a coat on his shoulders and a cigarette in his hand: "Well, your seventh uncle called me to play cards, I won't be coming back tonight, please lock the door." , I heard that there are thieves recently. '

Seeing his father leave, Jiang Zhihao couldn't help laughing, his father is playing cards, he is clearly creating opportunities for himself and Peng Ling!
Peng Ling couldn't help laughing out loud, she didn't expect this future husband to be quite interesting.

In the bedroom, three large suitcases were placed there. The room had obviously been tidied up, and the sheets and quilts had been replaced with new ones.

On the bedside table, there are also artistic photos of Peng Ling in college.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhihao gasped, it's over, it's over, Peng Ling is going to settle down here!

"How about it, how about I tidy up the room?" Peng Ling looked at Jiang Zhihao with joy, hoping to get his praise.

Jiang Zhihao was suffering but could not tell.

"You're not satisfied?"

"Then why is there a crying face?"

"No, then what, I'm going out to smoke a cigarette." Jiang Zhihao walked out after finishing speaking.

"You don't need to go outside to smoke." Peng Ling conjured up an ashtray from behind her, put it on the bedside cabinet, asked Jiang Zhihao to sit down, and squatted down by herself: "Smoking in the room is the same."

After speaking, he began to take off Jiang Zhihao's shoes.

Jiang Zhihao hastily stopped him: "No, I'll do it myself." '

"I won't let you come by yourself, I insist on washing your feet." Peng Ling was very stubborn.

Jiang Zhihao couldn't resist her, so he had to obey.

After taking off her shoes and socks, Peng Ling poured another basin of warm water. While washing her feet, her slender fingers gently pressed the acupuncture points on her feet.

Because of family reasons, Peng Ling University is majoring in nursing, and she knows all kinds of functions of acupuncture points in the human body.

This made Jiang Zhihao feel very comfortable, and the tiredness after working for a while seemed to disappear in this instant.

(End of this chapter)