Under normal circumstances, as long as Mr. Xiao Lin shows such a cautious and expectant look, you, Xingge, are not very willing to refuse. Even if the other party's request is to memorize the GRE on the spot, it is not completely unacceptable.
But "can I see it" is something to consider.
Ji Xingling took the hair dryer casually, and tried to use high-power noise to drown out the other party's voice, but failed, Lin Jing was sitting by the bed now, and he made persistent efforts and fell forward, burying his head on the other party's stomach .
I want to see.
let me see.
Ji Xingling: "..."
Lin Jing wrapped his uninjured arm around his waist, in a posture of "I won't let you go until you show me", Ji Xingling's clothes were wet by his wet hair, and his thin white T-shirt stuck to his body, revealing A black hard scale appeared.
Lin Jing:!
With a little pride, Ji Xingling engaged in education in a serious manner: "No, don't take off my clothes in a hurry, please be more reserved."
Lin Jing pushed his T-shirt up to his chest. The boy's abdominal muscles were only a thin layer, with beautiful lines, and the scattered scales covering the side were even more beautiful. He rubbed it lightly with his fingertips, and it felt cool and slippery. After touching it for a long time, he remembered and asked, "I can touch it, right?"
The young master generously expressed that you can not only touch, but also kiss.
It was just a joke, but Lin Jing really leaned over and kissed her.
He had just taken a shower, and his lips were still wet and soft. The slightly hot touch penetrated through the scales, like a rushing fire, setting Ji Xingling's entire lower abdomen on fire. He pushed the person away in a hurry, and tore off his clothes again, with an unnatural expression: "Don't."
Lin Jing wondered: "What's wrong?"
Ji Xingling patted him on the head, and said as indifferently as possible: "If you kiss again, something will happen, you know?"
Lin Jing: "..."
Ji Xingling pretended not to see his red-dyed ears, and continued to dry the rest of his hair: "Okay, I'll go to Teacher Wang."
"But your scales seem to have not receded." Lin Jing nodded his collarbone, "here."
Ji Xingling touched it, and sure enough, a few more sporadic pieces emerged.
"It was all kissed carelessly by you just now."
When an underage monster encounters adolescent restlessness, it is a double blow. He unscrews a bottle of mineral water to calm himself down, but is snatched away by Mr. Xiaolin: "Don't drink it."
"Why... Hey, slow down!"
Ji Xingling was caught off guard and was pulled down on the bed: "I haven't showered and changed yet, you cleanliness—"
Lin Jing hugged him like a big bear. It doesn't matter if you are obsessed with cleanliness or uncleanliness. The main reason is that you were inspired by the "little kiss can make you scales indiscriminately" just now. He originally planned to ignore the pros and cons, and kiss out the original shape first, but he was really embarrassed. After all, the two of them are far from reaching the stage of "being able to have a deep French kiss without changing their faces", and they are still quite pure, so they just hugged each other. Caught him rubbing twice.
But for you Star, that's enough, fucking enough. Teacher Xiao Lin, who had just taken a bath, had a moist aroma, and was as enthusiastic as if he had drunk too much fake wine. His soft cheeks were pressed against the side of his neck, and his breath was even hotter. He lay weakly on his back on the bed, stretched out his hand to pat the person in his arms, and reminded in a hoarse voice, "Don't press your arm."
Lin Jing said in a muffled voice, "I didn't suppress it."
In fact, he also regretted a little, because the other party was wearing thick jeans, while he was only wearing a pair of thin cotton pajamas, and he dared to pounce on him if he was not well-equipped. Interpreted what oh youth is, froze and dared not move.
And Ji Xingling was almost hallucinated by his ears, feeling like he was hugging a ball of charcoal.
The two stayed in silence for a while, until Wang Hongyu couldn't wait and came to 1302 and knocked on the bedroom door, and then they separated as if waking up from a dream.
Ji Xingling quickly got up, shook off the quilt to cover Lin Jing: "You lie down."
"… Um."
Ji Xingling went to the bathroom to check again, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with him, he opened the bedroom door: "Teacher Wang."
The heat on Lin Jing's face has not subsided, it looks like a high fever of 40 degrees, coupled with that miserable arm, Wang Hongyu was taken aback, and was about to call 120 for emergency treatment on the spot, Ji Xingling quickly stopped: "It's okay Teacher, our doctor will be here soon."
"Fortunately nothing major happened this time." Wang Hongyu sat by the bed, still afraid. Originally, this incident was actually Lin Jing's fault. Halfway through the exhibition, he slipped away to play video games, and the whole school reported criticism. But a good student always has a halo bonus. In addition, seeing that he is miserable enough now, Lao Wang didn’t give up criticizing too much. He asked a few more questions about the kidnapping, let him rest, and sat in the living room by himself. Wait for the Lin family's parents.
After the director of medicine and beasts at Queshan Hospital turned into a human form, he was a fat uncle with a very authoritative suit and leather shoes, and he also brought a nurse who looked like a hemp stick. The two finished the examination for Lin Jing neatly, and then put a bandage on the right arm. The whole process took less than ten minutes. The packaging of the medicine is top-notch in terms of camouflage.
As soon as Lin Shoumo and Shang Wei landed, the plane was still taxiing, so they called.
"I'm fine, I'm eating." Lin Jing forked an apple with a bowl of porridge in front of him, "I've sprained my arm, but I'm fine."
Shang Wei couldn't take it anymore when she heard his voice, she was out of breath from crying, even the flight attendant came to ask her if she needed help. While comforting his wife, Lin Shoumo told his son to take a good rest.
"Yeah." Lin Jing felt uncomfortable, and said in a nasal voice, "Dad, please tell my mother not to cry."
The bedroom door was open, Wang Hongyu and Jiang Fenfang were sitting on the sofa, Ji Xingling couldn't say anything, so he stood up and poured him a cup of hot water.
In this regard, you Xingge is really straight.
The school sent a car to the airport to pick them up. There was no traffic jam late at night, and the two returned to Jiang'an Bookstore soon.
The next thing is the matter of the school and parents. Ji Xingling didn't stay to join in the fun. After returning to 1301, he asked, "Did my dad call?"
"The monsters were seriously injured. I heard that they are still in a coma and are receiving treatment in the hospital." Hu Meimei motioned her son to sit down. Ask about the leaf and spiritual power, who knows... maybe the old man is getting old, and he actually thinks that Xiao Jing is a monster seedling."
Ji Xingling was taken aback: "What seedling?"
Hu Meimei said: "At that time, the members of the Demon Management Committee also asked the same question."
As a result, guarding the sacred tree was also taken aback: "Isn't this matter under your control?"
"..."
The two sides talked for a long time, and finally even guarded the sacred tree. He recalled the first time he met Lin Jing. It seemed to be an afternoon at the end of summer. He had just finished class. Drinking quietly under the shade, with the clear breath of mountain mist on his body, the old man felt very comfortable and friendly, so he naturally regarded him as a little southern monster who loves yin and humidity.
But the Demon Management Committee does not have any registration.
The guardian of the sacred tree asked confusedly: "Is he really just an ordinary human?"
Ji Minglang hesitated for a moment, and replied in a compromise: "At present, yes."
Guarding the sacred tree heard the clue: "You are not completely sure?"
The other party was a senior, so there was no inconvenience, so Ji Minglang told about the frequent sighting of monsters by the Lin family father and son. The monster management committee in Ningcheng is still investigating, and has yet to come to a conclusion. But now a bunch of monsters suddenly appeared to kidnap Lin Jing—humans obviously wouldn't let them make such a big splash, so it's really hard to say.
Ji Xingling was puzzled when he heard this: "But after all these years, didn't Lin Jing or his parents realize that he was a monster?" What about the spiritual fruit that must be supplemented when he was a minor, and various vaccines
"That's why the Demon Management Committee has to investigate carefully." Hu Meimei said, "See if we can come to a conclusion as soon as possible."
Next door 1302, after a brief communication with Lin Jing's parents, Wang Hongyu has already returned to school. Lin Shoumo looked at his son's mummified arm and asked him, "What about the case? Show Dad."
Lin Jing replied without changing his face: "The private doctor of Ji Xingling's family saw it for me."
"Private doctors don't need to write medical records?" Lin Shoumo was worried, so he simply took a pair of scissors and wanted to dismantle them to check his son's injuries himself. Lin Jing hurriedly hid: "I'm really fine, Dad, don't worry about it, it hurts."
"It's okay to be hurt!" Lin Shoumo stared, "Be obedient!"
The bandage was still covered with a green ointment that was said to be made of spirit grass. It was the same way as a charlatan in treating diseases. Of course, Lin Jing didn't dare to show it to the surgical authority, so he called for help urgently, "Mom, my dad yelled at me!"
"Lin Shoumo!"
"..."
Shang Wei came in from outside the door carrying soup: "Why don't you call Ji's doctor first and ask? Why bully your son, let him have a good rest."
Lin Shoumo: "Oh."
you're right.
So go out and make a phone call.
Shang Wei placed the pillow for her son: "How is your arm?"
"It's just a little swollen." Lin Jing stirred it with a spoon, "Mom, why don't you ask me about the kidnapping?"
"Isn't this afraid of scaring you? Dad reminded me specifically not to force you to recall it again." Shang Wei watched him eat, "I heard from Mr. Wang that we have reported the crime, and we will go to school tomorrow to find out the situation."
Lin Jing didn't know how Tang Yaoxun and Ji Minglang would arrange it, so he just said "um".
It was almost dawn outside.
Lin Jing was wrapped in a quilt in the very faint morning light, and fell asleep almost in a second. The aftermath of a day of exhaustion and high tension was that he slept for almost twelve hours before he felt the wet itchy touch on his lips. wake.
Ji Xingling took a cotton swab and was dipping it in ointment to help him wipe the corners of his chapped mouth.
Unlike idol dramas, this male protagonist is obviously much more upright. Lin Jing grinned happily, and held his hand: "Why are you here, where are my parents?"
"Should still be in school, I've been studying with you all afternoon." Ji Xingling helped him up, "How's your arm?"
"It doesn't hurt, it's numb." Lin Jing became more courageous when he heard that his parents were not there, and limply lay on him, "I haven't woken up yet."
"Aren't you hungry?" Ji Xingling said, "Get up, I'll ask Aunt Jiang to get you something to eat."
Lin Jing pressed his chin against his shoulder: "Show me your scales first."
Ji Xingling: "...how can this be addictive."
But just watch, Teacher Xiao Lin looked wherever he wanted to look, he turned his neck slightly, showing a demonized mysterious scale at the collarbone: "Eat after watching."
Lin Jing thinks her boyfriend is really cool! With one arm around his neck, he was still thinking about the long dream just now. In the dream, Ji Xingling was a very majestic fire-breathing unicorn like a mountain, coming fiercely, so fierce that there was no blind spot in all directions. So Teacher Xiao Lin continued his efforts, relying on his own illness to continue the routine: "So what are you?"
Ji Xingling said, "Guess."
"It's not a dragon, right? You said that I'm not allowed to like dragons."
"Um."
"Is that a fish?"
"... Do you think the fish is fierce?"
It's neither fierce nor fierce, but must I act first, lest you be disappointed.
Teacher Kobayashi is still very understanding.
Ji Xingling felt itchy when he rubbed his shoulders, and was quite satisfied with the blessings from heaven, and then Lin Jing asked again: "Then are you a unicorn?"
Brother Xing tried his best to look cool and calm: "Why do you think I'm a unicorn?"
Lin Jing's tone was sincere, without hesitation: "Because I think Qilin is the fiercest monster in the world!"
Xueba, Brother Lin, that's the answer.