My Marriage Practice Life

Chapter 47
Hearing Wei Junjie's words, Lin Hanying seemed visibly relieved.

"Qianqian, Yingying, all of you come in, I have something to tell you." Wei Junjie walked to the door and shouted.

Li Siqian and Jiang Ying looked at each other, and there was a faint guess in their hearts.

After hearing Wei Junjie's call, they walked in together.

"Friend Lin, should you say it?"

Lin Hanying glanced at Wei Junjie as if complaining, adjusted her breathing slightly and said, "Sister Qianqian, fellow Daoist Jiang, I plan to live with you in the future, I wonder if you would like it?"

"Great, I have long wanted to be sisters with Sister Lin."

Li Siqian was the first to agree.

On weekdays, she has more contacts with Lin Hanying, and Lin Hanying often raises her doubts about her practice, and she has no secrets at all.

She had a very good impression of Lin Hanying.

People are beautiful and have a high level of cultivation.

Anyway, my husband has already decided to marry a wife and take concubines. Instead of looking for those coquettish sluts, I might as well look for Fellow Daoist Lin.

In her eyes, Lin Daoyou has such good conditions, and only she is worthy of her husband.

As for Jiang Ying's impression of Lin Hanying is not bad.

Although the relationship between the two is not to the level of Li Siqian, after all, neighbors often deal with each other on weekdays, and they know each other well.

In her eyes, as long as her husband is happy, she doesn't have much opinion, so she immediately nodded in agreement.

Seeing that neither of the two women had any objections, Wei Junjie laughed heartily and suggested: "There is a happy event at home today, how about celebrating it?"

Li Siqian reminded: "Husband, Sister Lin can't come here so casually, not to mention three engagements and six gifts, you still have basic etiquette."

"Speaking lightly makes sense, let's keep it simple." Wei Junjie nodded, agreeing to Li Siqian's proposal.

Lin Hanying said: "You Daoist Wei, don't engage in these common rituals. We monks are pursuing detachment and don't pay much attention to these etiquette and customs. As long as we know each other well."

"Since Fellow Daoist Lin said so, I'll do it for you. Tonight, Qianqian will cook a richer dinner, and I'll take it as a clean-up for Fellow Daoist Lin."

Li Siqian nodded and agreed, "Yes, I understand, husband."

Seeing that Wei Junjie had no intention of making arrangements, Lin Hanying felt relieved.

When she was with Xu Ping, she actually paid homage to the high hall and went through some complicated etiquette.

Because of this, she can no longer follow such and such.

Otherwise, it would be somewhat unfair to Wei Junjie.

Subconsciously, Lin Hanying felt that she was still short of Jiang Ying and Li Siqian.

In the evening, the dinner prepared by Li Siqian was much richer than usual.

Wei Junjie took out the best spirit wine and put it on the table: "There is a happy event at home today, each of you should have a drink too."

"Just Mr. Yi."

Jiang Ying, Li Siqian and the others did not disappoint, and agreed to come down one after another.

Li Siqian took the initiative to pour wine for several people.

Wei Junjie picked up the wine glass and said, "For the first glass, I will give you a shallow respect first."

"Ah? Me." Li Siqian stood up in a hurry.

Wei Junjie glanced left and right and said: "Everyday, Qianqian takes care of the inside and outside of the house. It is because of her care that I can practice without distractions, and our family can prosper."

Receiving Wei Junjie's praise, Li Siqian's heart was as sweet as honey, and said modestly and sincerely: "This is what I should do. My talent is not as good as the two fellow Taoists, so I can only do these things." Trifles, serve your husband."

Wei Junjie gulped it down and said with a smile: "Qianqian, you don't have to belittle yourself. Friends Lin Daoyou and Jiang Daoyou may not know that Qianqian is already a monk at the third level of Qi Refining. She has poor spiritual roots, but her talent is not bad at all. "

"It's all thanks to your husband."

When she said this, Li Siqian couldn't help but blushed, and instantly thought of her husband's many tricks.

"This glass of wine is toasted to Yingying. If she hadn't been decocting medicine and taking care of my body, I wouldn't be so healthy."

Jiang Ying said angrily: "Husband, don't toss about so much in the future, your body must be better than now."

"Hahaha."

Wei Junjie drank another glass of wine and said to Lin Hanying: "I respect Daoist Lin for the third glass of wine, and I am willing to live a hard life with me, a rootless casual cultivator."

Lin Hanying picked up the wine glass and said: "I'm just a homeless person, and fellow Daoist Wei is already very good in my eyes."

"You are respected by Fellow Daoist Lin, and I will definitely not let you down in the future." Wei Junjie raised his head and drank it down, promising.

Lin Hanying solemnly said: "If you don't abandon the king, you will never leave."

"It is said that monks must have no desires or desires, be indifferent to fame and fortune, and be patient. But if you practice like this for a lifetime, you will become immortals, what's the point?"

After drinking for three rounds, the atmosphere in the room of four became much more lively. Wei Junjie lifted his glass and said, "The road to the immortals is already bitter and cold, and the four of you just hug each other to keep warm. Three beloved wives, what do you think?"

The three women looked at each other and said with a smile: "When you walk with the king, you will never leave."

"Hahaha, good."

Wei Junjie and the others had a great time eating this meal.

After drinking to the depths, Jiang Ying took out her flute to play music, Li Siqian sang a little tune, and Lin Hanying stood in the yard dancing sword under the moonlight.

The long sword in her hand is like a white dragon, changing into thousands of sword lights, like rain.

Lin Hanying's graceful figure, dancing in the rain of swords, is dizzying.

Wei Junjie sat on the threshold with a hip flask and applauded him.

Under the night, the loquat tree in the yard has grown gracefully.

……

After drinking and drinking, Wei Junjie went down to her room with Lin Hanying's support.

There is no way, the house he rents has only one big bed.

Sleeping three people is still so-so, if one more person sleeps, it will appear crowded.

This is the second time that Wei Junjie entered Lin Hanying's bedroom.

The interior of the room is still the same as before.

It's just that all the objects that belonged to Xu Ping before have been taken away, and it seemed quite empty for a while.

Daoyou Wei was not polite, and sat straight on the edge of Lin Hanying's bed after entering the room.

Lonely men and widows live in the same room.

Lin Hanying closed the doors and windows one by one, sat next to Wei Junjie and asked, "Friend Wei, there is something I want to ask you?"

"What does Fellow Daoist Lin want to ask?"

"Did fellow Daoist Wei fall in love with me before?"

Wei Junjie made fun of her and said, "Do you want to hear the truth, or a lie?"

"What is the truth, and what is the lie?"

"The lie is that I've never had one before, and I only see it as my sister-in-law."

"What about the truth?"

"The truth is." Wei Junjie held Lin Hanying's tenderness and said: "From the first time I saw you, I was fascinated by you, your face, your chest, your waist, your hips, your Everything about you is deeply attracted to me. I can't wait to rush up and eat you up in front of Fellow Daoist Xu."

After hearing this, Lin Hanying was elated, and gently stopped his hand and placed it on her chest: "Then how did you hold back when you sent me back?"

"It was different then."

"Why is it different?"

"If I only care about myself, if my name is not right, and my words are not right, it will make it difficult for you."

Wei Junjie raised his head and looked straight at Lin Hanying and said: "So I will ask my sister-in-law to be more involved in the future."

After finishing speaking, Wei Junjie rushed forward.

"Well……"

(End of this chapter)