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Chapter 132 Come on in the autumn competition

The tone of the grand situation is very light, especially when calling Xiaojing sauce, he deliberately slowed down the speed of speech, appearing particularly gentle.

Lin Jing felt that his ears were numb as if he was pregnant on the spot.

Her mind was still stuck in "The voice he called her Xiao Jingjiang was too gentle", and her mouth had already moved: "Okay."

She answered the words so quickly that she had finished speaking almost the moment his words settled down.

Lin Jing, who realized that he was also a robot, closed his eyes annoyed, wishing to bite his tongue off again.

Sheng Guang smiled lightly: "Thank you, Xiao Jingjiang."

Lin Jing pursed his lips, feeling the temperature around his numb ears rising little by little.

She quietly moved a little to the side, and distanced herself a little from him.

In the autumn evening, the temperature had already dropped, but Lin Jing felt that it was hotter than at noon.

It must be the fire roasting the sheep not far away that roasted her.she thinks.

...

After waking up the next day, Lin Jing cleaned the room he lived in carefully, and then opened the doors and windows to keep the ventilation.

Lambowen seemed to have installed a monitor in her room. As soon as she finished cleaning up, his WeChat message calling her to go downstairs for lunch arrived.

As soon as she dragged her suitcase out, she saw the same grand occasion that she also received a WeChat message from Lan Bowen.

As usual, when Sheng Guan saw her, he nodded naturally.

According to the previous script, in the next second he would say morning lazily, and if he didn't fully wake up, he would occasionally yawn when saying early.

But today, before he could speak, his eyes caught the suitcase she was dragging.

He was stunned for a moment, looking at her suitcase, as if he forgot to say something, he lost his voice.

The atmosphere somehow became a little sad.

Lin Jing pursed his lower lip slightly, and said, "Morning."

Grand situation paused, and slowly raised his eyes: "...Morning."

After speaking, he reached out and took her suitcase.

Lin Jing followed him into the elevator, and when they went downstairs, the two of them didn't talk much.

This scene seemed familiar, and Lin Jing didn't remember it until the elevator was almost on the first floor. The day he came, it was a similar scene. He took the initiative to help her drag the suitcase, and he took her upstairs. They also didn't speak in the elevator.

The elevator door opened, and Lin Jing heard Chen Jing's yelling from a long distance away.

I don't know what they were talking about, it was very lively, and my aunt hadn't left yet, standing by and watching them laughing happily.

Lan Bowen saw the grand occasion and Lin Jing, "These two are here."

Following his words, everyone looked over, and then everyone saw the suitcase dragged by Sheng Kuan.

The huge living room was instantly silent.

Until the aunt put all the food on the table, seeing a group of teenagers who were more active in cooking than anything else in the past, they were still in the living room, and shouted: "Hurry up and eat."

One by one, they came back to their senses and entered the restaurant silently.

When everyone ate roast lamb together last night, the atmosphere was quite relaxed. The group was so noisy that they dispersed until midnight. Now that they saw the suitcase Lin Jing brought down, they all became dumb.

In the past, the restaurant was very noisy when eating, but my aunt was a little nervous when she saw that it was surprisingly quiet today, and asked repeatedly if there was something wrong with her cooking.

Jiang Xin quickly said that it had nothing to do with her, and then signaled that she could get off work at some point.

After Auntie left, the whole villa became quieter. Even Little Bitter Gourd, who usually sees people in the living room and likes to make a fuss and grab the cage in an attempt to get someone to let him out, is lying in the cage, limp and motionless.

For today's lunch, everyone ate a special dish. After eating for almost half an hour, the dishes were only half cooked.

What to do, what to do, No.1 Chen Jing, who was cooking No. [-], suddenly put his chopsticks on the bowl as if he couldn't stand it, and looked up at Lin Jing: "Sister Lin, you are usually fine, remember to go home and have a look."

"Yes, we are all in Beijing anyway, not far away, so feel free to come and play on weekends or something," Lan Bowen said.

"Yes, you can also come to us if you want to score points while playing games. Whenever we are free, we will take you." Qin Yu said.

"..."

Lin Jing was originally just a little sad, but now everyone said something to each other, and the little sadness suddenly turned into a big sadness.

She pinched the chopsticks and felt her throat was a bit blocked.

"Also, isn't it the Mid-Autumn Festival in a while? Isn't it going to be a holiday? You can come and celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with us." Li Xiaozhou said.

"After the Mid-Autumn Festival is the National Day, come to us to celebrate the motherland's mother's birthday together." He Wang said.

"After the National Day is...is..." Jiang Zui couldn't remember for a while, and turned to look at Jiang Xin next to him: "What festival is it?"

Jiang Xin was also a little confused: "Dragon Boat Festival? Lantern Festival?"

Chen Jing couldn't bear it and said, "Fuck, you guys are out of your minds. You haven't even celebrated the Spring Festival, but your sister's Lantern Festival and Dragon Boat Festival. Why don't you talk about Qingming Festival?"

Jiang Zui: "Don't tell me, Qingming is really a holiday."

"..."

Looking at the few people bickering, Lin Jing couldn't hold back a chuckle.

Everyone looked at her.

Lin Jing was silent for a moment, met everyone's gaze, and said sincerely: "Thank you."

Really appreciate them.

Thank you for giving her a completely different vacation than usual.

It's not like the holidays in the past, when you are always alone at home.

It was they who let her know for the first time that in fact, staying at home during the holidays can be very relaxing and happy.

"Also," Lin Jing paused, and smiled again, his smiling eyes curved into a beautiful crescent shape: "Come on for the autumn competition."
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At this point, the book is basically finished, hehe, next is the content of the next book!
(End of this chapter)