Chapter 11 A Family of Three

Now Lingjun and his family of three were sitting in a private room in the restaurant, staring at each other. Next to him, there was a strong and solemn guard holding a sword.

"Uh... Well, Zigui, why don't you sit down and have dinner with us?"

Lingjun panicked and invited.

Zigui shook his head and said honestly, "I'll keep watch, so you can eat in peace."

Lingjun looked at the man behind him with a sullen face, who looked alert as if monsters and ghosts might attack at any time, and sighed inwardly: With you guarding like this, I, the master, cannot eat in peace.

Eating is not fun; talking is not enjoyable. Lingjun and the maids and guards serving him in Fengyu Palace have always been used to flirting, and no one treats each other as a master or servant. Now he meets Zigui, a guard of the Dragon Palace who draws his sword and shouts "Master, leave quickly" at the slightest sign of trouble, and always talks about the 100 rules of loyal servants. He is really complaining .

Alas, father, before leaving, you insisted on assigning me such a killing god , under the pretext of protecting my son , but in reality, wasn't he here to destroy the relationship between me and Zhengze?

"It's enough for me and Mr. Si Luxing to be here. Zigui, if you're really worried, why don't you go and guard outside the box? If something happens, how about we cooperate inside and outside?"

Lingjun tentatively suggested.

Zigui tilted his honest head, thought about it, and felt it made sense, so he took his sword and went out .

Ling Jun looked at Zi Gui's heroic back and couldn't help but sigh, such a handsome person with such a straight mind really looks like a certain person...

Thinking like this, in a blink of an eye, Lingjun met Zhengze's intense gaze staring at him.

Lingjun felt guilty, his wife was still in front of him, so why bother looking at others!

"Haha, I was so busy heading home that I didn't even talk to you or Lin'er properly. Come on, little Zhengze, you try this piece of meat. Lin'er , don't eat that plate of glutinous rice chicken over there, you can't digest it. …”

Lingjun clutched his chopsticks and flipped them up and down on the table until Zhengze and Liner 's bowls were piled into a small mountain.

Zhengzheng's expression softened a little.

Look, this little woman is really just trying to vent her anger on the young master. She wasn't jealous just now.

eat the food he was chewing .

"Eat well." Zhengze said coldly, Lingjun hurriedly concealed his joyful expression, picked up the rice seriously, and said while eating:

"Xiao Zhengze, when do you think we are going to solve the Lu Tong matter? And the palace, when are we going to see it?"

Zheng Ze chewed slowly and finished a mouthful of food, and then he spoke leisurely:

"There will be a big disaster in Lu Tong tonight, and we can take this opportunity to punish him. Now that this matter is over, we may also take the opportunity to go to the palace to check."

Lingjun wailed - he couldn't climb into a regular bed again.

Just as he was about to protest, Zhengze glanced at him with a knife in his eye . Lingjun was silent and said with a smile:

"Okay , okay , little Zhengze, you have thought carefully and I will listen to you."

When working with your wife, you still need to have this awareness.

Lingjun thought this way and was even more diligent in picking up the vegetables in his hands: "Xiao Zhengze, come and try this piece of barbecue. It's really charred on the outside and tender on the inside."

Zhengze's flattery to Lingjun seemed to be quite effective, he ate very happily, and even his usually cold eyebrows seemed to be raised a degree. But looking closely, Zhengze was actually just eating the food that Lingjun picked up. He didn't even touch the food in front of him with his chopsticks.

Not to your taste? But these dishes were clearly ordered by Zheng Zhe as soon as he sat down. Well, they quite suit his taste.

close to Zhengze again . Unexpectedly, Lin'er got sleepy when he was full . He stretched out his little arms and said to Lingjun:

"Daddy, hold me to sleep . "

Lingjun looked at Lin'er 's sleepy face and found it very interesting, so he stretched out his arms to press against Lin'er to prevent him from getting closer:

"Daddy won't hug me, how will you treat me?"

Lin'er immediately frowned and looked at Lingjun with grievance . Her soft little body twisted left and right to push into Lingjun's arms, and she was about to cry:

"Daddy, Lin'er needs a hug. Lin'er is so sleepy. Daddy, hurry up and give Lin'er a hug..."

Ha, interesting , Lingjun reached out and flicked Lin'er 's forehead:

"No, no, dad, no, if you ask me to hug you, don't you think it's very shameless for dad?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Daddy, you are bad, you are bad..."

Lin'er 's eyes were full of tears, and they were about to roll down. Ling Jun was wondering how Lin'er, who had a golden dragon body, could shed tears so easily, when Zhengze's voice from the opposite side sounded coldly:

"Yun Zhongjun, don't make trouble with the child. Give him a rest during lunch."

Lingjun stared at Zhengze's ancient face, an idea flashed in his mind, he pointed at Zhengze and said:

"Go, go sleep in your father's arms. Dad still wants to eat."

Zheng Ze was stunned in his seat. Lin'er got the guidance, fluttered her two short legs and rushed towards Zhengze, pleading to Zhengze with a sad face:

"Daddy, daddy, can you hug Lin'er to sleep quickly? Lin'er is really, really sleepy..."

"Ah, I'm not you..." Before Zhengze could finish speaking, Lin'er twisted her little body into Zhengze's arms, raised and lowered her legs, and lay down on the squatting Zhengze's legs. He hurriedly wrapped his arms around Lin'er , and Lin'er immediately hugged Zhengze's arms and said :

"Abba smells so good. Lin'er likes Abba the most!"

Zheng Ze had a stunned face, neither letting go of his hands nor letting them go. His whole body was stiff , and he was holding Lin'er, who was already sleeping soundly, upright as if facing a formidable enemy , not daring to move an inch.

Lingjun's shoulders buried in his rice bowl shrugged, almost falling over.

Zhengze gave Lingjun a hard look, lowered his voice and said to Lingjun:

"Yun Zhongjun, you shouldn't make such a joke with me."

"You are Lin'er 's father, what does it mean to hold him for a nap?" Ling Jun also responded in a breathy voice.

"You are his biological father, you should be the one to do this kind of thing." Zhengze frowned.

"I, bias, no." Lingjun clasped his hands together and mouthed each word silently to Zhengze, adding a grimace at the end.

Zheng Ze shook his head helplessly and had no choice but to lower his head to look at Lin'er .

Lingjun put down his bowls and chopsticks and came over.

I saw Lin'er's little face, peaceful and serene in his sleep, with long eyelashes casting a shadow. Perhaps it was because the fragrance on Zhengze's body was so soothing that the little guy couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth in his dream, as if he had eaten something secretly. What a good thing.

Lingjun raised his eyes and took a closer look at Zhengze's face. He had the same outline and facial features as Lin'er , especially the long thick eyelashes . It was as if they had been taken off directly and glued to Lin'er's eyes. At this moment, Zhengze lowered his eyes and stared at Lin'er's face carefully , with softness in his cold eyes.

The afternoon sun shines softly on a few apricot branches that come in through the window , reflecting his jade-like clarity.

Lingjun's heart suddenly felt soft, and he couldn't help but kiss Zhengze's thick eyelashes gently . Zhengze turned his head and looked at Lingjun in surprise .

Ling Jun smiled tenderly: "Daughter-in-law, do you think we look like a family of three?"

"Ah -" Lingjun hurriedly covered his mouth that was still screaming, waving his wrist that was tightly pinched by Zhengze, staring at him angrily and pleadingly.

"Don't call me that." Zhengze lowered his voice, with a slight smile in his eyes.

Looking at Lin'er sleeping soundly in Zhengze's arms , and then looking at Zhengze's charming figure, Lingjun couldn't help but feel evil fire in his heart:

"Hmph! It's not fair! I want to sleep on your lap too!"

Lingjun hummed , and carefully moved Lin'er 's head to one side , exposing a small gap on Zhengze's legs. Lingjun turned around and put his head on the gap, soft, fragrant, and carrying The toughness and elasticity of those who practice martial arts. Ling Junzhen was satisfied, so no matter how Ren Zhengze pushed him, he would firmly hold on to the treasured ground and not give up an inch.

In the end, Zhengze had no choice but to give in and allowed Lingjun to rest on his lap like this.

Ling Jun had never thought about taking a nap like this, but with his pillow on Zhengze's lap, listening to the gentle chirping of warblers outside the building, and smelling the faint scent of ambergris from Zhengze's body, he felt so relieved that he really felt like it. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When she woke up, Lin'er was holding a cute Yuxue face, looking eye-to-eye and nose-to-nose with Lingjun less than three inches above Lingjun's face, and the kiss in her small pink lips was about to fall on Lingjun's face. All on the face.

Lingjun sat up suddenly and looked out the window. It was almost evening.

"Are you awake?" Zhengze's voice sounded coldly behind Lingjun. Lingjun turned his head and saw that he was still sitting in the same position when he hugged Lin'er to fall asleep at noon .

Only then did Lingjun remember that he had fallen asleep with his head on Zhengzhe's thigh, and he couldn't help but blush:

"Haha, little Zhengze, I just slept like this all afternoon? Why didn't you wake me up?"

"Dad, you are so bad! You and Lin'er are fighting for the bed!" Lin'er protested loudly to Lingjun, raising her voice.

Lingjun slapped Lin'er 's little head and scolded:

"Is your father a bed? How do you talk?"

Lin'er held her head in aggrieved hands, tears welling up in her eyes again:

"Dad, you can't hit Lin'er on the head like this, Lin'er will become even stupider."

"Huh? Who dares to say you are stupid?" Ling Jun raised his eyebrows and asked.

"The Imperial Grandmother - the Imperial Grandmother said that Lin'er is just as stupid as you. She said that dad is really stupid." Lin'er raised her little head and said aggrievedly.

Zheng Ze couldn't help but hide his face and shrugged .

…

Seeing that it was almost night, Lingjun, Zhengze and Zigui discussed having dinner together first, and then letting Zigui watch Lin'er sleep while he and Zhengze went to Lu Tong's mansion to handle the case. The group of people were about to get up and leave the box, but unexpectedly Zheng Ze stumbled and fell on Ling Jun.

"Xiao Zhengze, are your legs numb?" Ling Jun asked.

Zhengze seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then he said after a while : "Yeah."

Ling Jun slapped his forehead, what a bastard, just for the sake of a moment of pleasure, he made his wife squat with her legs bent all afternoon!

"Come on, let me carry you downstairs!" Lingjun ignored Zhengze's objections and carried him on his back, and the fragrant scent of ambergris hit him.

"Well, it's heavy enough. It seems that my wife is well-nourished." Lingjun was so happy that he couldn't help but start making mean remarks.

"Ouch——" Lingjun screamed, and all the guests on the first floor turned their eyes towards them.

"Hey, how can a grown man carry another man on his back?"

"Could it be that the man on the back was injured?"

"It's not like that. It looks like his limbs are intact and he doesn't have any bandages or splints..."

"These two men are so handsome. Do you think they could be..."

"Don't tell me, there are too many like this now. I saw that a few days ago..."

Zhengze withdrew his hand that was twisting the soft flesh around Lingjun's waist, buried his head deeply into Lingjun's shoulder, and a vicious voice whispered in Lingjun's ear:

"I told you, don't call me that."

"Okay , okay , if you don't bark, I'll call you Xiaozhengze, Xiaozhengzheng, Xiaozeze , okay?"

Lingjun was talking nonsense, and then he quietly touched Zhengze's ass. Well, the softness and hardness were moderate, and the elasticity was good. She was indeed the daughter-in-law he had fallen in love with. Lingjun was very happy.

"Hiss——" There was another pain in my waist. Why does this little Zhengze love to pinch people so much? He is truly worthy of being reincarnated as a woman! It seems like he needs to take good care of his wife.