I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1222: Interlude before the return (for monthly ticket!)

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Just when the triumphant ritual reached its high tide, Lin ’s Research Institute, a light pink room.

This is Lin Ling's second bedroom. Occasionally, she will live here, avoiding the trouble of running between the laboratory and the bedroom.

There are no boring and odorless experimental equipment, nor the smell of disinfecting water. Some are only the furniture of the girl's feelings, the unique fragrance of the girl, and two small dills sitting at the table and chatting on the calf. Li.

Lightly knocked on the door, Lin Ling, who was wearing a maid costume, pushed the door open, and came in with two cups of fragrant coffee.

Yao Yao quickly got up and thanked her, and took the coffee from her. As for Lin Ling, she extended her hand to the emperor and enjoyed the service of pure sisters like white paper ... No way, in many cases, especially in the face of bullies, her character is like this. " bad".

By the way, the maid costume of No. 1001 is also one of her bad tastes.

While drinking coffee "elegantly", after listening to Yao Yao dictating what happened in Shangjing City, Lin Ling sighed suddenly, put down the coffee cup in his hand, and gave his tongue.

"Isn't this progress completely?"

"Um ... how come." Yao Yao raised her eyebrow in dissatisfaction, her mouth pouted and protested. "Big brother took the initiative to hug me to sleep together, and still kissed me on the head." "

"Just a kiss? Isn't that no progress at all." Lin Xiao pouted, Lin Ling smirked Yao Yao squinted, "Maybe your beloved big brother is now rolling sheets with Sister Sun Jiao. . "

This sentence is a double-edged sword.

Lin Ling habitually poisoned his tongue, intending to bully the lovely Yao Yao, but did not expect to hurt himself.

"Hum, it ’s useless to lie to me. Brother Jiang Chen is still issuing the medal over the sixth block, and he will come back tomorrow at noon." Yao Yao gave Lin Ling a look, and he said, "I wo n’t get on you "Dang" expression.

"Yes, is it?" Lin Ling smirked vigorously, rubbing his painful chest, and continued, "Then don't go home tonight. Will anyone send themselves to the big bad guy?" What about the bed? I heard that the vixen who sang nicely ... wrote a song specifically for him. "

The prosperity of business has spurred the development of the cultural industry, especially NAC, such as the Spring Festival, New Year ’s Day, and National Day (NAC) festivals, will host cultural events such as song and dance evenings. Many businessmen have also targeted this market, investing in some promising bands, singers, concerts, and selling records.

This is also a way out for those celebrities who lie in dormitories before the war. The female star who is not a girl **** level has also played Jiang Chen ’s idea. After all, singing to a group of survivors who ca n’t eat enough food, how can there be a future of singing and conquering on the marshal ’s bed,

It's just a pity that they didn't wake up at the time. At least for now, Jiang Chen has rarely gotten out of the grass ...

"Don't say he is a bad guy ..." Yao Yao pouted.

"Uh, is the focus of attention here?"

Lin Ling held the temple in a headache.

Her venomous tongue skills of Jiang Chen, Sun Jiao, and even Xiaorou, who was also black, but only touched his nose in Yao Yao, a sense of frustration could not help but emerge.

I always feel defeated ...

Lin Ling, who did n’t care about rubbing his temples, and Yao Yao, who held a small chin in his hands, suddenly seemed to remember something good, and his mouth gradually curled up with a sweet smile.

"However, after all, it feels warm to sleep in my arms."

Looking at the happy expression on Yao Yao's face, Lin Ling suddenly felt a little jealous.

With her mouth closed, Lin Ling turned her face and looked to the side, whispering softly.

"Well, is it easy to be satisfied? Next time ... next time I have the opportunity to go out together again, I won't let you."

Yao Yao nodded vigorously and said seriously.

"Um! Yes, it ’s time for Sister Lin Ling next time."

"Eh? Really, really?"

The expression on Lin Ling's face was a little flustered.

"Of course, thank you for supporting me last time ... but I couldn't help you find the Eden Cell Bank, I'm sorry." Standing up from the chair, Yao Yao apologized apologetically.

"Eh? It ’s okay, that thing does n’t matter ..."

Looking at the serious Yao Yao, Lin Ling quickly waved her hand.

Sure enough, I am not good at dealing with children ...

With such words in her heart, Lin Ling's cheeks were slightly hot.

Although I felt this way before, now she suddenly feels that Yao Yao is so cute at the moment ...

......

The autumn breeze in October has already brought the winter killing.

While the city of Wanghai in the south is not snowing for a while, the first snow will not be far away.

In the Little Ice Age caused by nuclear winter, this planet will only get colder and colder. But the cold didn't freeze people's enthusiasm. All day yesterday, the sixth block was immersed in the festive celebrations. People cheered and shouted, Long live Marshal, celebrating the border of NAC, and pushed hundreds of kilometers northward. .

Until noon the next day, Jiang Chen went back to his home, the atmosphere of this festival has not completely dissipated ...

In the study of the villa, two figures are nestled together.

It looks like a painting from a distance.

"Are you ready to go again?" Sun Jiaoyu said with a grudge against Jiang Chen's arms.

"... Maybe until the end of the year, I won't be far away during this time." Looking at the sky outside the villa, Jiang Chen said with emotion, "Sorry, I went outside just after returning this time, so I didn't stay home." Stay with you. "

The corner of Sun Jiao's mouth evoked the smile of the little woman.

She leaned against Jiang Chen for a while, and she suddenly looked at him with a smile on her face.

"I heard that you brought the woman back again?"

"Who do you listen to," Jiang Chenhan said, "I didn't take it home, I just found an experimental material for Lin Ling's guy ..."

Heaven and earth conscience, he really did nothing to Zhao Qiuran!

Gentle lips gently blocked his mouth.

Long time lip points.

Yu Xiang faintly stayed in her lips. Jiang Chen's heart rose a little warmly when she looked at the smile that was close at hand.

"No need to explain." Sun Jiao said softly, "I believe you."

Staring at the tender eyes, Jiang Chen suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Sun Jiao pouted and poked Jiang Chen's chest in dissatisfaction.

"Nothing, just think, it's really an accident." Jiang Chen sighed with emotion, gently holding Sun Jiao's hand resting on his chest.

"What's unexpected?"

"That tigress almost slammed me with a leather whip, and turned into a marshal who is the mother of the world today," Jiang Chen joked.

Sun Jiao froze for a moment, presumably thinking of his previous self, and also laughed out loudly.

"Which one do you like me?" Close, Sun Jiao gently bit on Jiang Chen's ear and said with a smirk, "If you miss that kind of Play, I can take the rope tonight Come out. "

"You all like it."

Hugging around the slender and soft waist. This time, Jiang Chen took the initiative and kissed him roughly.