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Chapter 119 The Wife
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Lin Jing slept for a long time this time, it was difficult for her to fall asleep at first, but when she really fell asleep, she slept quite deeply.

During this long sleep, she had a dream.

She dreamed that she raised a very Q villain, whose appearance was exactly the same as the grand occasion and Q picture she drew.

The little Q is about the size of her little finger, and she always takes him with her wherever she goes in the dormitory or in class.

When he is in a good mood, he will jump on her textbook. Sometimes when she is doing a problem, he will stop her pen tip. When he is annoyed by him, she will pinch his back collar with her fingers and put him In the pencil case.

When he was in a bad mood, he would sit cross-legged somewhere with a sullen face, staring at her.

Occasionally when he was mischievous, he would try his best to hold her eraser and throw it on the ground, and he would hold her pen with great difficulty and scribble on her draft paper.

When she was sleeping, he would sleep next to her pillow. When her mobile phone alarm rang, he would jump up in shock. Sometimes she would not be woken up by the mobile phone, and he would jump on her pillow and poke her hard. Face.

Every time he took a high math class, he would yawn and then fall asleep on her textbook. When he fell asleep very deeply, big bubbles would pop out of his nose.

She named him Kuang Zai and asked him to call her Ma Ma.

At first he was quite obedient, yelling non-stop, but then he became more and more skinny, either an aunt or an old aunt.

The time in the dream passed quickly, day after day, until one day she woke up and found that the little Q with the size of a thumb had grown up suddenly, and he was the only one sleeping beside her with his eyes closed.

The bedroom is a single bed, which suddenly becomes very crowded.

His face was so close to hers, she couldn't tell who it was at first, she blinked her eyes several times in shock, and then pulled her head back, and then his entire face was completely reflected in her in view.

It was the face of grand occasion.

She screamed in fright, he was woken up, and opened his eyes impatiently with a frown.

The moment he saw her, all the unhappiness on his face disappeared.

He lay lazily on her side on her bed, stretched out his slender and beautiful fingers, covered her mouth, then moved his face to the side of her head, and leaned close to her ear: "Shh, baby."

Lin Jing's eyes widened suddenly.

Baby... baby?
With her terrified face, Sheng Guan kissed her on the cheek, and said in a sleepy voice, "It's only eight o'clock, go to sleep, wife."

Old, wife? !
Lin Jing in the dream was completely frightened, she froze for about a minute, and opened her eyes with a whoosh.

In her dream, she was so frightened by his wife that she forgot to breathe for a while, and held her breath for too long, causing her to be a little hypoxic at the moment.

She was dazed for a moment, and realized that she was in a familiar environment, and those scary scenes just now were her dreams, so she took a deep breath.

She propped up the bed and sat up, found her phone and checked the time. It was almost one o'clock in the afternoon.

Lin Jing woke up for a while before recalling the strange dream he had.

It's really strange, my brain is so wide open, let alone my precious wife...

How could she have such a shameless dream?
Obviously at the beginning they raised people like sons, but in the end they became people's wives?

Lin Jing shivered all over, and was frightened by himself again.

She shook her head violently to get the frightening dream out of her mind, then she lifted the quilt and got out of bed to wash up.

When she went downstairs with her mobile phone, she glanced at WeChat.

Lambowen didn't call her to eat.

That group of teenagers probably haven't woken up by this point.

When he reached the first floor, Lin Jing realized that it wasn't the group of teenagers who hadn't woken up yet, it was the group of teenagers who hadn't bothered to eat lunch.

There were several couriers piled up in the living room, and Lan Bowen and Jiang Xin were unpacking the boxes.

The other e-sports teenagers were surrounded by people and were measuring their height and measurements.

Lin Jing was so shocked by the messy scene in front of him that the footsteps of the elevator stopped, and Chen Jing glanced at her sharply: "Sister Lin, good morning."

Lin Jing unceremoniously rolled his eyes at him, looked around, but didn't see the grand occasion, and finally his eyes fell on Lan Bowen: "You guys are..."

"For team uniforms, this group of people has grown too fast, especially Qin Yu, whose trouser legs are all short, so I have to re-measure the size." Lan Bowen said.

Lin Jing snorted, and was about to speak again when the grand event came up from the first floor.

Lin Jing thought of the dream he had just had, and immediately fell silent.

Although Sheng Kuan didn't know what he had done in his dream, it was still... shameful.

"Hey, grand occasion." Lambowen opened a box, saw someone else appear, and immediately called him: "Come and see how your surroundings are doing this time."

Lin Jing's attention was instantly attracted, and she subconsciously turned her head to look at Lan Bowen.

Sheng Kuan glanced at her first, then followed her gaze, and casually landed on Lan Bowen: "Everything."

"There are so many kinds this time," Lambowen said, taking out all of them to show the grand occasion: "Look at this mouse pad, this hat, this hoodie, and this keychain and this phone case..."

Lin Jing stared greedily at the big box in front of Lan Bowen.

It's filled with pompous personal merch, and it's labeled "not for sale."

Estimated to be prepared for some official sweepstakes.

I really want it, but I can't get it every time I draw a lottery.

"Is the quality of this time quite good?" Lan Bowen said, "Especially this mask, with your seal on it, isn't it very fragrant?"

Lin Jing silently replied from the bottom of his heart: Fragrance.

Lan Bowen: "When you wear this mask and take a picture and post it on Weibo, when I do a lottery, there must be a lot of people to participate."

Lin Jing nodded silently, she was one of them.

Sheng Kuan took a hat casually, put it on his head, looked in the mirror, then took it off and handed it to Lan Bowen: "How many copies have you made in total?"

"Not many, just one hundred copies, half of which will be given to the sponsor game official or something, and the rest will be used for a lottery."

Lin Jing looked eagerly at the hat that Lan Bowen picked up and put on casually, and felt the urge to rush over and snatch it away.

Sheng Kuan lowered his head and fiddled with his hair that was crushed by the hat twice, and glanced at Lin Jing.

The girl who lived next door stared straight at the hat in Lan Bowen's hand, and just missed writing the word "want" on her forehead with a pen on the spot.

There was a very faint smile in the eyes of the grand occasion, "You take one of these peripherals, and put a set in my room."

After a pause, the grand occasion said again: "The hat, it's the one in your hand, don't take out a new one."

(End of this chapter)