The strongest peasant girl in Xiuse Jinyuan

Chapter 414 Master Jing Is Jealous (5)
Su Feng and Gu Yu hurriedly followed behind, quickly put away all the seats that Wei Changqu had sat on, and then followed Wei Changqu into the house, leaving Song Lixue alone in the yard.

Song Lixue saw Wei Changqu's last purple clothes disappearing at the door, so Xu Bu left the small courtyard with some reluctance.

As soon as Wei Changqu stepped into the bedroom, he finally felt relieved.

It's really not her style to chat with Song Lixue about those sour poems and songs.

It was getting late and the bedroom was pitch black. After turning on the lamp, Wei Changqu told Su Feng that Gu Yu should leave the room and go to bed at night. Wei Changqu always didn't like people watching the night.

After Sufeng and Gu Yu left the bedroom, Wei Changjue untied the belt around his waist, took off his coat carefully, and threw it on the screen in front of the bed. After reading a book of Liangguo historical materials, he laid his head comfortably on the bed and slowly passed the time.

The book in my hand had just turned seven or eight pages. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up in the room, and the red candle on the candlestick swayed slightly. Then, a faint fragrance of cold plum came to my nostrils. The next second, I Seeing Ling Jing wearing a moon brocade and silver robe standing in front of Wei Changqu's bed.

All of Ling Jing's actions happened in the blink of an eye.

Wei Changqu was a little unresponsive. Holding the scroll in her hand, she blinked and glanced at Ling Jing to make sure it wasn't because she was dazzled or mentally disturbed. Lowering his voice, he asked, "Ling Jing, why are you here?"

Ling Jing's complexion was a little ugly, her expression was a little hurt, her handsome forehead was slightly furrowed, and there was a strong smell of acetic acid in the air.

In fact, he had already come to the courtyard. When Wei Changqu and Song Lixue were chatting in the courtyard, he had already arrived.

Ling Jing didn't speak for a long time, Wei Changjue leaned on the pillow behind him, stood up a little bit, threw the scroll in his hand aside, and asked again: "You came a long time ago? Did you see me talking to Song Lixue?"

After asking two sentences, Wei Changjue stared at Ling Jing eagerly. Sure enough, this master was jealous, but the jealousy was so unreasonable.

"En." Wei Changjue stared at Ling Jing for a while, and then heard Ling Jing hum slightly.

Wei Changqu smiled, thinking that the jealous Mr. Mou looked so cute.

Ling Jing always had an indifferent and cold expression, or there was no superfluous expression on her face at all, but this was the first time she saw the jealous expression on Ling Jing's face.

She smiled, and then asked, "So, are you jealous?"

"Well, I'm jealous." Ling Jing nodded, and answered honestly: "Qi'er, why did you agree to Song Lixue's request? If you want to find a teacher for Chang Yu, I can give you the best teacher in Liangguo. Please come."

Wei Changju sat up, stretched out his hands, took Ling Jing's hands between his own, and pulled him to sit on the head of his bed.

"I can't help it. Aunt Qin has treated me well, and Song Lixue has helped me. I can't just drive him out."

"Do you believe me?" Wei Changju asked with raised eyes, Qingming Haoyue's eyes met Ling Jing's ancient black eyes.

Ling Jing flipped his hands over, but held Wei Changqu's hand in his palm, and said softly, "Qiao'er, how could I not believe you." Her voice was hoarse and deep.

The corners of Wei Changju's lips curled up, and he said with a smile: "Ling Jing, no matter what time it is, you just need to believe that the person I like is you. I will take care of Song Lixue's matter slowly."

"Okay." He simply uttered a word, and with a little force on his arms, he pulled Wei Changqu's body into his arms, wrapped his arms around her, and wrapped her in his arms.

At this time, Wei Changjue was only wearing a shirt, Ling Jing hugged her like this, she could feel the softness of her body even more, her arms were slightly tightened, wishing to pinch her whole body into her own flesh and blood, and melt into it. as one.

Wei Changju leaned against Ling Jing's chest, smelling the faint fragrance of cold plums in his nose, and felt a little dazed. Hearing Ling Jing's vigorous and powerful heartbeat, unconsciously, he felt His cheeks on both sides were slightly hot.

After struggling a few times, he said, "Ling Jing, let me go first, I'm a little out of breath, eh!" But Wei Changjue didn't know that the tone of her speech at this time was extremely lingering, full of her daughter's coquettish attitude .

Ling Jing felt Wei Changqu's struggle, and when he heard her lingering voice, a surge of emotion suddenly surged up, making his heart tremble, and all the muscles in his body tensed.

Ling Jing let go of his arms as he said, and Wei Changju got up from his arms.

"Qiao'er." Ling Jing lowered her beautiful phoenix eyes slightly, and her gaze fell on Wei Changqu's face. Two fiery gazes swept across her bright and clear eyes, slid to her small and exquisite nose, and finally fell On top of her cherry-colored lips.

Under Ling Jing's watchful eyes, Wei Changqu felt as if his whole body was roasted on the stove, making her crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Although I have kissed several times, I am still a little nervous at this time.

Wei Changjue raised his eyelids and glanced at Ling Jing. She could tell that Ling Jing's eyes were full of deep affection at this moment, and she was trying her best to suppress it.

"Ling Jing, what are you asking me to do?" Wei Changjue licked his lips, swallowed at Ling Jing, and lowered his voice.

Ling Jing saw her small movements of adding lips and swallowing saliva, her ancient black pupils shrank slightly, and a thick wave of emotion rolled out in rough waves.

"Zhu'er, I just want to call your name, and I can call your name softly like this every moment."

"Oh, then you can shout." Wei Changqu replied stupidly.

"Okay." A low, hoarse, magnetic note uttered from Ling Jing's throat, and the next second, Ling Jing stretched out her long arms, and gently wrapped Wei Changqu's nape of neck with her slender and well-articulated hands. Lin, with a little force, pulled her coquettish and bright slapped face closer to him, and leaned his lips down. Wei Changqu instinctively hugged Ling Jing's slender waist, tightened his arms, and smelled the faint coldness in his nose. Mei Xiang, dizzy and limp in Ling Jing's arms, Ling Jing gently embraced Wei Changqu's nape of the neck with one hand, held Wei Changqu's slapped face like jewels, and the other Holding Wei Changqu's slender waist with one hand, he pinched her into his arms and melted her into his own flesh and blood.

After a kiss, Wei Changjue's cheeks were flushed, and his whole body was weak and boneless in Ling Jing's arms.

Ling Jing lowered her phoenix eyes, and her two gazes fell on Wei Changju's cheeks, which were as delicate as peach blossoms in March. Seeing her shy appearance, she couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips, and smiled as warmly as jade.

"Sweetie, you are so beautiful."

Ling Jing's action is really seductive, provocative, very tempting to commit a crime.

(End of this chapter)