There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 370. The thirty-second dragon scale (four)

The thirty-second dragon scale (four)

This attitude... this attitude is really... Duan Jin is a little speechless. Apart from the face, he could hardly see any resemblance between the woman in front of him and his wife. His wife came from a famous family and was the daughter of a Taifu. She loved and grew up in every possible way, and she was very demanding of herself. She would never make such a frivolous action. On the night of their wedding, when the lights were blown, she even had rules on how he would touch her, and would never show a piece of skin in front of him like this.

This balm was bought in the house for Linglong and Duan Fuchuan to use. The fragrance is light and long-lasting, and Linglong likes it. She carefully wiped all the places she could reach, and before she heard Duan Jin speak, she raised her head suspiciously: "Did you come to me to be in a daze face to face with me? Tell me if you have something to say."

"I..."

He was really clumsy and couldn't speak. Linglong was anxious for him when he heard it. She put the balm aside and beckoned to Duan Jin, "Come here."

When Duan Jin came over, she graciously took his hand and asked him to sit beside him. The two were a bit close to each other. Duan Jin didn't seem to be used to it, so she slowly gave way to the side. The corners of his mouth twitched—she is such a lively beauty, what kind of attitude is he avoiding like a snake and a scorpion? He will regret it later!

As she got closer, the fragrance on her body was more moving, and the paste had already adhered to the surface of the skin, soft and creamy. Duan Jin lowered his eyes and looked at the fat son who was already sleeping soundly in the bed, with his belly up and down. "I've been thinking about what you said to me today. I'm so happy that you are willing to tell me this, but I feel guilty. It's true that I didn't do well enough."

After he finished speaking, he saw his wife's face blank: "Ah? I said a lot today, what do you mean?"

Duan Jin:...

Linglong still looked at him sincerely, because she really didn't know, he suddenly came over and said this without end, she didn't know why.

"It's because I ignored my children too much, and..." Duan Jin is very, very bad at saying this, but he still forced himself to say, "I also ignored you. I am a man, I should shield you from the wind and rain, It really shouldn't make you sad all the time."

When Linglong heard it, he felt that this person was sincere and reasonable. It wasn't that Duan Jin didn't try to talk to the original owner, but the original owner couldn't listen. The thoughts and brain circuits of the two were not at all together. Jhin feels that relatives and state affairs are important, but the original owner only pursues romantic love, but love is illusory to Duan Jh. He is a man who has propped up a fallen family and carried it forward in his teens, how does he know what children are? Love long?

He had a vague love for someone in his heart, but he had a marriage contract, so he hid that love and stopped thinking about it. His wife wanted it, and he was willing to give it, but he didn't know how to give it. He can give her respect, pity and care, but he really can't resonate and love her character. Every time we meet, there are tears and accusations. She seems to have suffered great grievances, and the grievances are all because of him.

Over time, Duan Jin tried to avoid seeing his wife as much as possible, so as to reduce the possibility of her crying - Linglong felt that he was really a clever little ghost, and ordinary people can't think of such a good way. The Duan adults.

"Then what are you going to do? If you don't make me sad in the future, what about my broken heart in the past?" Linglong asked unceremoniously, "I won't cry or make trouble now. Start crying, what are you going to do?"

Duan Jin's face was heavy, and after a while he replied, "I...don't know."

He really has no experience with women, and the people around him have never seen husband and wife Qin Se and Ming. He always feels that he can prevent bad things from happening by giving in and avoiding them. In fact, this is not the case at all.

Linglong is not angry, she knows that Duan Jin has no such concept in her mind, "Do you think what I have done before? Do you like it?"

Duan Jin looked at her, hesitant to tell the truth.

Linglong smiled sweetly: "Tell the truth, I promise not to be angry or hate you, and I promise not to cry or quarrel with you tonight."

Duan Jin believes it!

He believed it!

He said: "I don't think it's good, and I don't like it very much." After speaking, he may still have a weak desire to survive, and then he hurriedly said, "But I know you are young, I should let you, I Also wrong."

Linglong asked, "What's wrong?"

Duan Jin was immediately at a loss.

Do all men in the world have this characteristic of actively admitting their mistakes but not knowing what they are doing wrong? Linglong sighed, she thought to herself, when did she also become a confidant elder sister who sorts out human minds? She obviously didn't take this route!

"You know that I am at home, my parents love me, and they have never said a word to me, so they have developed such a simple to stubborn temper. When you married into the Duan family, you also took good care of me and never treated me well. Seriously, even if my words and deeds are sometimes wrong, I won't accuse me. I feel that what I do is right and it is a matter of course, but Duan Jin, if you tell me that what I did is wrong, I am like this Wrong, bad, maybe I won't correct it right away, but I will always think about it."

Duan Jin listened carefully.

"This marriage was decided by my father-in-law and my father in the early years. I also have fantasies about my future husband, but you don't match it at all. You can't give me what I want. What's the difference between you talking to me and your subordinates? You don't even want to talk to me."

Duan Jin said: "It was me who was wrong."

"I also heard that you like other people in your heart, but when I ask you, you don't make it clear to me. As long as I don't think about it, will it be difficult to tell me clearly? How can I not Thinking?"

Duan Jin said: "I will change."

Linglong then talked about many of his shortcomings. He was not gentle and considerate enough, and had no time to accompany her. Whenever she became angry, he would turn around and walk away without communicating. Duan Jin never felt impatient from beginning to end. Listen, then say: "It's my fault."

The attitude of admitting mistakes is too good, and Linglong can't bear to continue talking about him. She originally wanted to analyze her own problems, but then she thought, now that the owner of this body is her, what problems can she have? What else could she lack? She is perfect!

"Okay then." Linglong straightened her posture and raised her face proudly, "I'll give you one more chance. Next time you go home, don't let Chubby not recognize you."

Duan Jin nodded.

Linglong immediately said: "Don't nod and shake my head to prevaricate me, but speak."

"Oh."

"Oh? What does oh mean?" Linglong stared at her watery eyes to express her dissatisfaction, "This is too cold, it makes me sad to hear, you have to say you know or it's good, or else Oh or umm, the reduplication will be friendlier."

Duan Jin said: "I see."

Linglong was satisfied. She picked up the little fat man who was sleeping soundly on the bed. The flesh was a little too much and he almost fell off the bed. Fortunately, Duan Jin caught him quickly. Then he was tucked into a fat son in his arms. His little wife smiled beautifully and looked forward to her eyes: "The first step in developing a relationship is to take him to bed, tonight he is yours."

Duan Jin glanced at the bed, and Linglong felt that he was simply whimsical: "You promised to fix the problem, don't you want to sleep on my bed before you start?"

Duan Jin originally wanted to hum to show that he knew, but after thinking about what Linglong said, it finally turned into "ummm".

What a child to teach.

A Xin can't hear what's going on outside, she scratches her ears and cheeks curiously. She is really afraid that the madam will be mad at the uncle and cry again, and she will get sick again. Looking at her eyes is as unshakable as looking at the flowers and plants by the roadside. Ah Xin thought, it's really a bad fate, the goddess Youqing Xiang Wang Wumeng, this marriage contract is really not good for anyone.

At this moment, there were footsteps, Ah Xin took a closer look, the uncle came out with the young master in his arms! At that time, she was stunned. Seeing the uncle go away, the first thing in A Xin's mind was: No! Grandpa is angry! Even the young master has to be taken away and not raised by his wife! Isn't that lady very sad? ! Mrs. Mingming has already begun to take care of the young master!

She hurried in and saw their wife leaning on the bed enchantingly and beckoning to her: "Axin, come here and paint my back."

Just now Duan Jin didn't wipe his back in Linglong. Of course, his skin must be covered all over his body to be considered complete.

Duan Jin carefully carried his son back to the study, he put him down first, he was still asleep, his two small hands clenched into two small fists, his mouth was slightly open, and he fell asleep. Very quiet and very pleasant.

Duan Jin couldn't help sitting beside the bed and watching, the more he looked, the more joy he felt in his heart.

This joy lasted for about a quarter of an hour. The little fat man woke up. He found that he was in a strange place. How could a child adapt? There is no sweet mother and no familiar environment, not even A Xin, who usually takes care of him, eats, drinks, and Lhasa. There is only a strange man, and he doesn't even know who it is. After staring at Duan Jin for a few seconds, Duan Jin personally witnessed how the expression on a little baby's face went from dazed - shocked - panic - to howling in the end.

I'm not hungry or want to pee, but I'm afraid of this unfamiliar place, and I'm also afraid of this strange person in front of me, there is no familiar little fat man around, and after being slightly hurt by Linglong, he starts to be pampered and arrogant. There is only my mother in the house, and I don't even know who this person is!

Duan Jin was in a hurry. He looked at his son's diaper, it wasn't wet, and called the wet nurse, but she refused to eat it. He just cried. He cried so hard that his voice was hoarse, and he was still crying. He really had no choice. It turned out that raising a child was such a difficult thing, not much easier than when he was busy with official business.