She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 339 King Xing Brand Humanoid Cat

"This..." She raised her hand and took off the baseball cap on her head, turned her head to look at Jing Xing, then pointed to the splicing house resting on her lap, and asked, "Did you make it?"

Lin Qingyou asked this just to confirm, in fact, she could tell without asking, that this gift must have come from Jing Xing, when the two of them were chatting before, she had described the layout of the room she imagined to Jing Xing, It was obvious that he had furnished the cottage to her liking.

Moreover, it is an upgraded version.

She didn't say at the time that she wanted to use white jade extravagantly as cobblestones for paving the road!

"Mostly." Jing Xing stretched out his hand while speaking, and took off the transparent glass cover on it, and then tapped the small music box on the coffee table with his fingertips.

There was a light click, and the gears began to move slowly. The girl on the music box lifted her skirt and began to dance gracefully to the music.

"I'm not good at handwork. I can't make some furniture. I have to find someone to customize it." Jing Xing said again.

Lin Qingyou: "..."

Can you stop being humble?

As far as your skills are concerned, in the era of famine, you can sell your art on the side of the road to earn some money. If this is not good, then she may have to call it handicapped.

"Why did you remember to give me this?" Lin Qingyou carefully put away the gift, bent down and put the box on the side of her leg.

Jing Xing tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips one after another, looked at her with black eyes, and asked without answering, "Don't you like it?"

He remembered what Xiao Nuomi Duanzi once said - "After my mother leaves, I will have no home", so he wanted to give her a home.

"I like it, I like everything you gave me." She bent her eyes and smiled, "I was just a little surprised, I thought you would give me some weird things."

Cough... For example, wearing gold and silver wooden fish, and another example, Taoist robes and cassocks embroidered with silk and silver threads.

Expensive, and Buddha.

"What?" Jing Xing had a vague smile in his eyes, and said slowly, "Think I'm giving you a bunch of cat climbing racks, canned cats and clothes?"

"..."

Lin Qingyou looked at him speechlessly.

This matter is over, since when did this happen, why are you still mentioning it?
It seems that Jing Xing was indeed deeply impressed by her magical operation - a girl, on his birthday, gave him a bunch of canned cats, cat clothes and cats climbing on the shelves.

"I don't have a cat." Lin Qingyou puffed her cheeks and glared at him.

That bunch of cat stuff she'd given him for his birthday was a bit fresh, but hadn't she added a slinky bracelet afterwards?
Why did you mention this cat gift bag that made her feel extremely embarrassed just thinking about it?
Besides, she gave away everything, and the owner of the cat is still him.

It has to be said that both Lin Qingyou and Jing Xing did not realize that they had an inexplicable tacit understanding in giving gifts. In Cheng Xu's words, they had the same effect.

One likes to win in quantity—such as a cat gift package that includes one-stop service for eating, drinking, and entertainment; the other likes to win in quality—such as a hand-spliced ​​house with white jade paving the floor and a diamond crown.

All in all, they are all people who do not take the usual path.

Jing Xing lazily leaned against the car window, looked at the little glutinous rice dumpling who seemed to be getting angry from embarrassment, suddenly licked the corner of his lower lip gently, and said, "Then you have it now."

Lin Qingyou also imitated his appearance, leaned lazily on the car seat, raised her eyebrows and said, "Why, do you want to give me a cat?"

Or, give her July to raise?

"No." He tilted his head slightly, looked at her with a low smile, and said, "Stretch out your hand."

Lin Qingyou: "?"

Although she didn't know what he was going to do, Lin Qingyou was quite cooperative and obediently stretched out her hand.

Jing Xing's eyelashes drooped low, and suddenly he leaned towards her. He gently rested his chin in her palm, and then licked his lips. When acting like a baby, she let out a soft "meow~".

Meow?Suddenly, the warm skin temperature came from the palm of her hand, and Jing Xing's clean and bitter breath poured into her nostrils. Lin Qingyou froze for a moment, and raised her eyes to look into his deep pupils like a whirlpool.

"Meow~" Jing Xing looked at her with pitch-black eyes, and said "Meow~" after a slightly protracted ending, "Now, isn't there?"

Lin Qingyou didn't take back her hand, but blinked her eyes twice, ah... Jingxing brand human-shaped big cat, when it should be cold, it will be cold, when it should be petted, when it should be petted, and when it should be teased, you are worth having.

Want to raise one?

She thought she had successfully tamed one now.

When the Panshan Highway resumed its flow, the sky had already darkened. Lin Qingyou pulled the seat belt in front of her, leaned her head on the car window, and slept soundly.

Jing Xing stopped the car, rubbed the top of her hair lightly, and called her in a subdued voice, "Xiao Tuanzi, wake up."

Lin Qingyou opened her eyelids in a daze, and leaned against the car window for a while before she woke up. She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, sat up straight, and asked vaguely: "Is there no traffic jam?"

With such a movement, the white denim jacket covering her body slid down her shoulders to her waist. She squinted her eyes and yawned, and her sleepiness dissipated a little.

Jing Xing hummed, and lowered his hand a little, his slender fingertips hooked her hair scattered on the side of her face and pinned it behind her ear: "I originally wanted to bring you to Lingyun Temple. The master's blessing is very effective, but the traffic jam is too long, the master should be off work."

"Huh?" Lin Qingyou said, "Does Master also commute from nine to five?"

Jing Xing couldn't help laughing: "Otherwise, how can you say that you are a master? It doesn't matter if you go to work on time or not, but you must be extra punctual when you get off work. The overtime work should be done by the little monk in the monastery."

It turns out that there is such a saying, Lin Qingyou said in a daze, she thought that the masters would stick to their posts regardless of black and white, day and night, chanting sutras and Buddha, burning incense and meditating every day, praying for the gods and blessings for the common people in the world.

After sleeping for such a long time, Lin Qingyou didn't know where Jing Xing drove the car now. She raised her hand and unbuckled the seat belt in front of her, and turned her head to look out the car window.

The view outside the window is wide, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the drowsy twilight has come up from all around. The Xiangjiang River in the distance rolls and slaps the exposed reefs, the torrential river crashes into layers of waves, and the branched rivers converge. It rushed eastward and merged into the magnificent Mihai.

This is... at the top of the mountain?

In spring, the temperature difference between day and night was large, and the temperature dropped during the day. Lin Qingyou got out of the car and gusts of cold wind poured into her face, choking her head down and coughing twice.

Jing Xing took a step forward and stood in front of her, blocking the mountain wind for her. He took out the denim jacket from the car and put it on her.

(End of this chapter)