Chapter 107： Fan Wai·Wrong Chuo vs. Reborn Zhuo (4)

Zhuo Jin stretched out his hand and pulled the paper note in Lin Chuo's hand.

Lin Chu felt that he was more nervous than facing Qin Yunxi's sword. Her fingers trembled slightly, and she refused to let go.

Zhuo Jin’s voice brought a smile: "You children of the rivers and lakes, the most unwilling to admit defeat. You are all sick like this, and you have to act hard. If you don’t leave a note, are you willing to die outside? Don't face it back?"

Lin Chu: "..."

Zhuo Jin said again: "Three or two or seven dollars is enough for you to thrash for eleven days. Don't leave when you recover. Just live here-how do you go out to live?"

Lin Chuo's heartbeat stopped in shock, staring at him blankly.

He stood up, turned back to fetch her a cool cloth towel, and muttered: "The habits of the prodigal family are very bad. You have to change it in the future."

Lin Chu: "..."

No, no, is this a confession?

How do you feel that you have directly passed the dating stage and entered the old husband and wife mode?

She stared at his back nervously, her heart pounding and pounding again.

He turned around, still a gentleman's face.

She put an ice cloth towel on her and covered an extra quilt, and then he went out as usual and went back to the wing to sleep.

At first, Lin Chu was very anxious, thinking about Qin Yunxi's troubles, and gradually, his heart became calm and stable.

She was too weak, and her Dantian was broken at this moment, and her condition was worse than when Zhuo Jin was treated last time. A gentleman like Zhuo Jin would never leave her to escape and take her on the road...Forget it, he has no money and strength.

It's better to enjoy this quiet time now than to flop.

It's just... Does he mean that? Lin Chiu tossed and turned.

He didn't come in the dream.

Waking up early in the morning, there was a faint smell of blood remaining in his mouth, with a little smell, much like the smell on his body.

Lin Chuo looked at the sun and lay quietly until noon.

The young man finished teaching on time and came back.

Lin Chuo always felt that he was a lot weaker. The scholar has no power to bind the chicken, he is talking about.

It just moved her in from the outside of the yard, which made him tired.

She couldn't help but warn herself secretly, after being together, don't use the standard of Zhuo Jin in the dream to ask the little gentleman, that would be too strong. He just needs to be ordinary and normal. If it really doesn't work, let him lie down. Although his dantian is useless, his physical strength is better than him.

Besides, she has more experience than him-the experience in the dream is also the experience.

Thinking like this, his face could not help but redden quietly.

I'm afraid that this matter must be put on the agenda as soon as possible, otherwise there will be no chance when Qin Yunxi has dealt with the evil and freed her hands to clean up her.

Lin Chuo secretly looked at Zhuo Jin who was serving her porridge, and stopped talking.

He turned his head and glanced at her, seeing her tangled, he couldn't help but curl his lips and smile, and said, "I heard something big happened."

"what?"

His expression remained faint: "The head of the cultivator was defeated, the Sea of ​​Consciousness Dantian was abolished, and his arm was broken, and...cough. The immortal realm is in chaos. But don't worry, it won't affect the ordinary world."

Lin Chuo's expression gradually stiffened, and his mouth opened blankly.

He put down the porridge bowl in his hand, walked over to help her, and raised his eyebrows to look at her with interest: "Are you also a cultivator? You really have dantian meridians in your body? Why did you never find them when you dissected the dead?"

Lin Chuo said in a daze, "emmm...it's difficult to explain, but I don't have it anymore, just like you."

Zhuo Jin smiled slightly and helped her sit down beside the wooden table: "Nothing, no need for those."

The tsunami in Lin Chuo's heart was higher than the waves.

Is it Qin Yunxi? ! Is it Qin Yunxi? ! It must be Qin Yunxi who was deposed! !

Ask him to abolish her dantian, now comes the retribution!

She really wanted to scream at the groundhog at the heavenly grandfather ah ah ah-

No, no, no, she must marry Zhuo Jin to celebrate!

He glanced at her gradually excited little face with his light, and a smile that he had never noticed appeared in his eyes.

After lunch, she moved around on the bamboo couch like a hamster that could not lie down.

"Can you stop teaching in the afternoon and let's talk?" There was a flash of light in her eyes.

He softened and almost agreed.

When the words reached his lips, he swallowed back forcibly, and said solemnly: "No. Do you want to discuss with me? Then I will leave the class earlier and be back half an hour earlier."

So Lin Chu bake pancakes on the bamboo couch all afternoon.

When Zhuo Jin returned, the shock of the shocking news had subsided, and Lin Chuo's feverish head cooled down, and he dared not mention the marriage in place.

Facing his inquiring gaze, she stammered: "It's nothing...that is, I encountered something outside and thought I couldn't return. I am very happy to see you again."

"Well, I see." He smiled softly, "Then when should I come to propose marriage?"

Lin Chu was stunned for a while, and when he reacted, a heart jumped wildly in his chest as if he was dying.

She heard herself say in a voice like a lost soul puppet: "I have no relatives, you see how convenient it is."

His black eyes were full of smiles: "Then Chiu'er did you agree?"

"Ah." She lowered her head, and for a while, she didn't know where to put her hands and feet.

On this day, he stayed in the house a little longer, but he was still very courteous, and apart from the necessary contact when taking care of her, he didn't make any excessive actions.

Lin Chuo fell into a dream.

She watched him decocting medicine for her and blowing cold for her-unlike in the past, he did not use a fan to cool it, but gently cooled it.

Lin Chu drank the black soup medicine so that there was no trace of scum left.

She hid her slightly trembling hands under the quilt, posing a very calm look, watching him tuck the quilt corner for her, and then packed the medicine bowl and went out.

As soon as the door closed, she immediately smiled toothlessly.

About to roll, the door suddenly opened.

Lin Chu quickly pressed her lips and stared at him solemnly.

She tried very hard to make herself look like a female gentleman.

There was a smile across his eyes, but his face was very serious. He turned back and closed the door, walked to sit down in front of the bamboo couch, his voice was low and calm: "Lin Chiu."

Lin Chuo was taken aback.

Why does he seem to be repentant?

"What's the matter?" she asked nervously.

Zhuo Jin became more serious: "Do you think I'm taking advantage of others? Lin Chuo, you can't joke about lifelong events. I will never force you. If you don't want to, just tell me."

A pair of black eyes stared at her solemnly and coldly.

Lin Chuo quickly replied with a serious face: "No, I am not reluctant at all, I am willing!"

The life and death crisis is lifted, and the person you like proposes to yourself, what else can be better than this moment?

There was a smile in his eyes.

He leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead: "It's so good to rest. Call me something."

"Ok."

This time, he really left.

Lin Chu leaned back on the bamboo couch, only to feel that there were pink bubbles in front of him.

Excited for a while, and then recalled it suddenly--no, did the young man just confess her confession?

Soon, he shook his head, denying this incredible idea.

He is not that kind of person!

In the yard, someone smiled like a wolf and a fox.

When Lin Chuo fell asleep, it was late at night.

The familiar feeling hit her, and a pair of big hands clung to her and carried her into his arms.

She did not open her eyes, raised her hand against him, and said, "No, don't."

"Ok?"

Lin Chiu said, "We are all going to get married, and it would be inappropriate to do this again."

He was happy: "What is the truth?"

Lin Chu sighed: "It's difficult to change from extravagance to frugality. When I don't want to get married, I unconsciously compare your performance with your dreams. That will definitely be disappointed and affect the relationship between the couple."

Zhuo Jin: "..." Why am I always greening myself?

She opened her eyes and stared at his face, her eyes bent into a pair of small crescents.

She traced his eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips with her fingers, and sighed: "Look, in a dream, I beautify you like this. This is actually very wrong. I like you, not Because you are handsome, not because you are strong, but..."

emmmm...

She blinked her eyes a few times, but couldn't tell his merits.

After holding back for a while, she was a little bit sullen and stubbornly said, "I don't know what I like you, anyway, I just like it! Love at first sight!"

Zhuo Jin: "Puff. Yes, I accept."

He smiled and dissipated on the bamboo couch.

Lin Chuo had nothing in her heart—she had already got the best in the world, didn't she?

...

Her body was still sturdy, she was in bed for more than a month, and then recovered. She didn't regret that cultivation base, after all, from the beginning, all she wanted was to save her life. Now that she is escaping from the dead and being with the person she admired in her heart, she already feels that she is in great fortune.

The little gentleman is very efficient, and when Lin Chuo hurts, he set about handling the marriage between the two.

The wedding is simple but very lively.

The young man is very popular, everyone around him respects him, even to the point of admiration.

No one poured wine for the groom, and no one dared to make trouble in the bridal chamber.

The hijab was lifted, and when he raised his eyes, he ran into his eyes.

"Husband..."

Her voice was thin and weak, and her cheeks were red.

He smiled gently, and took her into the red quilt.

The little gentleman's kiss was restrained and respectful, and Lin Chuo was not embarrassed to be too active.

His breath was the same as in his dreams. When the time came, he gently and firmly turned her over and buried his face in the bamboo pillow.

Lin Chuo: "..." Isn't he shy? Must be shy, right?

He restrained her irresistibly and leaned behind her.

Money for a moment.

Lin Chuo unexpectedly discovered that although her little husband was not as arrogant as in his dream, his performance was far beyond her imagination.

Just like he is usually a human being, he can easily make her feel sorry for him.

When she woke up early in the morning, she was curled up in his arms, full of tenderness and honey.

"Don't have to go to class today?" She asked softly.

"Well," his voice was low, with a deep smile, "the king is not early today."

She giggled and rubbed him with her cheek.

He raised his hand, gently stroked her hair, and suddenly said--

"Tweet, listen to me tell a story."