Stand-In Boyfriend Fu Zheng Ji

Chapter 138 Steam Burns
The exquisite jade bed drawing in father's hand is really Zhang Ling's must-have marriage bed?

Not also!

Zhang Ling has never said such a thing.

It was just that when talking about the ideal wedding with Yan Yuan, the two got together and thought about it.

It's just that in the process of imagining, Zhang Ling recalled the promise of her first love, Qi Diao Zhe.

By the way, it took a while to draw a sketch.

The purpose is to let Yan Yuan, who lacks imagination, be able to intuitively understand the shock of the jade marriage bed.

Not to mention that the marriage bed shocked Yan Yuan, even Zhang Ling herself was really shocked when she heard Qi Diaozhe's introduction for the first time.

Aside from the final value of the marriage bed, judging from the design sketches at that time, the materials used in the marriage bed are shocking enough.

What is even more shocking is that the exquisite design patterns on each material need to be carved by relevant top masters.

For a bed, at least seven or eight top jade carving masters are invited to perform the knife in person.

Just thinking about it feels like a dream.

Let alone actually put it into action.

So Zhang Ling never dared to think that someone would be willing to make such a bed for her.

At the beginning, the sketch of the jade bed was drawn in front of Yan Yuan.

She herself also suddenly understood that Qi Diaozhe was just trying to make her happy.

So this is a dream that cannot be fulfilled at all.

It was also because of this sketch that she began to want to forget Qi Diaozhe.

The quality is clear.

In her sleep, she vaguely heard Li Xiang's voice greeting her father good morning.

She thought she had heard wrong!

There was an unexpected knock on the door.

It was her father at the door calling her to get up quickly.

Said that she was to help Li Xiang who was making breakfast.

When she heard the name "Li Xiang", she sat on the bed and looked at the door and shouted:
"Who?"

He heard his father utter the familiar name clearly again.

Zhang Ling rushed to the door unsteadily, opened the door and looked at her father and said eagerly:

"Dad, did you stay for Li Xiang to spend the night last night?"

Father nodded indifferently, and Li Xiang suddenly appeared behind him wearing an apron, looked at her with a smile and explained:

"That's right! My uncle wanted to explore life and ideals with me in depth last night. So he strongly asked me to sleep with him. As a junior, I can't refuse..."

"Dad, you actually broke the rules you set and left a man who is not related by blood to stay at home overnight. Oh my god, are you still my real father?"

Father rubbed his ears indifferently, looked at Zhang Ling who was almost roaring and said:

"I haven't seen you for a few days. My daughter is really promising. She dared to yell at me face to face. Is that what I usually teach you?"

"No..." Zhang Ling pointed at Li Xiang and tried to explain, "It's him..." Suddenly, she felt that what she said might hurt Li Xiang, so she swallowed it back.But he still wanted to justify his actions, "But Dad, you..."

At this time, the father was very unhappy and interrupted Zhang Ling's defense:

"Stop it! I know what you want to say?"

Zhang Ling muttered reluctantly.

"It's good that you know! I'm just worried that you forgot."

"What did you say?"

Zhang Ling quickly explained with a smile:
"I was just talking, Dad, you continue to talk, and my daughter, I am listening."

It's not that my father didn't hear Zhang Ling's muttering, he just wanted Zhang Ling's attitude.

So he continued to say to Zhang Ling:
"Ling'er, being a father is not an unenlightened person. I know that the rules set for you before are too strict."

After Zhang Ling listened, she looked at her father as if her eyes were about to pop out.

She felt that if Yan Yuan heard these words, she would definitely suspect that she had auditory hallucinations.

Because she herself felt like a hallucination.

But he is her father after all, and it's not easy for her to refute.

I can only continue to listen quietly.

"A good man like Li Xiang, as long as he is at home for his father, he can stay overnight."

At this time, Zhang Ling subconsciously looked at Li Xiang who was behind her father and smiled slightly.

As if expressing that she expected this result to happen.

However, she still wants to know what the two men exchanged last night?
It caused his father to have such a high opinion of him.

Li Xiang is a good man!

You must know that for father, any man who tried to get close to Zhang Ling was not a good bird.

In particular, her first love, Lacquer Diao Zhe, is the most.

Because not only her studies were affected by Qi Diaozhe, but she was also depressed for a long time after driving away Qi Diaozhe.

This period is also the most worrying period for my father.

Seeing the smiles of the two people looking at each other, my father may have realized that what he said just now was a bit vague, so he could only emphasize solemnly:
"Sleep with me!"

After the father finished speaking, he vaguely felt that there was a problem with the use of these three words here.

But I didn't think of where the problem was for a while?
"Oh (good)." The two replied at the same time.

Li Xiang had a smile in his eyes, and it felt like they were short of the actual status of Hongbenben.

After Zhang Ling listened to her father's words, a trace of disappointment flashed unconsciously in her eyes.

As if seeing her small thoughts, the father raised his hand and flicked her forehead and continued:

"Hey, what are you stunned for? Hurry up and pack up and help Li Xiang cook."

Now it seems that Li Xiang communicated with his father all night, and he has completely captured his father's heart.

Even if Li wants to say that he can handle breakfast alone.

But the father still insisted that Zhang Ling go to the kitchen to help immediately.

So this is to deliberately create an opportunity for them to get along alone.

After his father stuffed Zhang Ling into the kitchen, he excused that he was old and didn't sleep well last night, and wanted to go back to bed to make up for a sleep.

After their father left, the two met their eyes for the first time, and instantly looked away in embarrassment.

Holding a steel knife in his hand, Li Xiang didn't know whether to continue cutting cucumbers or put them on the chopping board.

And Zhang Ling kept hinting to herself in her heart.

Saying that this is her home and her kitchen, there is no need for her to feel embarrassed or uncomfortable.

But the more she hinted, the hotter and rosier her embarrassing face became.

The kitchen fell into dead silence for a while.

But there seems to be an inexplicable sweetness and happiness in the air.

They could clearly hear the porridge bubbling in the pot.

The sound frequency was actually the same as their heartbeat frequency.

Their brains almost shut down in this comforting atmosphere.

Li Xiang, who also felt hot, finally broke the current atmosphere and said:
"Hot! So hot! Do you feel the heat too? Otherwise, I'll open the window."

She continued to avoid his gaze, looked out the window and nodded "hmm".

The moment the window was opened, a ray of early morning red light instantly imprinted on her ruddy face.

A gust of comfortable wind blew against his cheeks, and his dizzy head instantly sobered up a lot.

Her eyes that are good at discovering beauty looked at the red sun in the sky and said:

"It's been a long time since I saw such a beautiful red color. It's so beautiful!"

Li Xiang kept staring at her ruddy face and said:

"Yes! Such a beautiful red is really beautiful. It's like you and I are in a warm and loving wedding scene. I just want to be intoxicated in this rare happiness forever."

Zhang Ling clearly heard the strong implication of these words.

"Yes! I just don't know if the bride and groom will belong to this world, or all things in the world?"

As soon as the words fell, she saw Li Xiang's fiery eyes.

This time, he didn't avoid it on purpose, and even showed a hint of ferocity on purpose, trying to make him stop looking at it.

Not only was he not frightened by her, but he also said firmly in his fiery eyes:
"I think you should know."

She was about to refute this, but he saw that the fire was a little too big, and the soup of rice porridge was about to overturn the transparent pot cover.

In desperation, he stretched out his hand and touched the hot air coming out of the vent hole of the pot lid.

Because of this, he screamed hotly, and he still didn't forget to continue to remove the lid of the pot.

"Hey, why don't you know how to be careful? You're so stupid. Wait a minute, I'll get you some burn ointment."

Zhang Ling immediately stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, checked his hot red skin, and accused him harshly, but her body was about to walk out of the kitchen.

"No, no, no! I have rough skin and thick flesh. I just need to wash the scalded area with tap water for a while and it will be fine. I don't need any scald ointment at all."

Zhang Ling had completely disappeared into the kitchen before she finished speaking.

During this period, he turned on the faucet and poured water on his injured hand, making one hand stir it with a spoon to see if the rice porridge was ready?

He thought his words had stopped her.

Smiling and talking to himself, he praised how well his rice porridge was cooked today.

He even introduced to Zhang Ling what he planned to have for breakfast today.

Needless to say, most of them are Zhang Ling's favorite food.

After talking for a while, he didn't get any response before he realized the problem.

But when he turned his head to look around, Zhang Ling happened to walk over with scald ointment in his hand.

"Don't smudge! Quickly stretch out your hand, and I'll apply the medicine for you. Don't be afraid, the medicine won't hurt, and you'll feel a cool and comfortable feeling."

He didn't speak, his body was out of control, like an obedient elementary school student, moving according to the teacher's instructions.

Her movements were very gentle, and when she applied the medicine evenly, she also gently blew on his burnt area.

In addition, the medicine acts on the scalded place, and there is indeed a cool feeling.

But he could clearly feel a warmth coming to his face.

The body enjoys this warm feeling very much, a bit like the baby is held in the arms of the mother.

Warmth, safety and happiness.

As a result, his brain shut down, trying to keep the picture in front of him permanently.

So much so that after she applied the medicine and said "Okay" to him many times, he still looked at her unresponsively.

Without getting a timely response from him, she became angry like a child, and stepped on his foot fiercely, only to wake him up from the state of obsession just now.

Suddenly, my father's voice came from the door.

"Zhang Ling, what are you doing?"

Only then did she realize that her father had seen her stepping on her feet just now.

"No, Dad, you listen to my explanation..."

The father stepped forward a few steps, pulled Zhang Ling behind him, grabbed Li Xiang's hands with shame on his face, and said:

"Li Xiang, Zhang Ling is spoiled by me. Are you okay?"

Zhang Ling pouted and stomped her feet angrily:
"Dad, you are too much! Am I still your daughter? Why don't you listen to my explanation?"

Li Xiang knew Zhang Ling's grievances and quickly explained:

"Uncle, you really misunderstood Zhang Ling. It's all my fault, I accidentally burned myself just now. Ling'er was giving me medicine just now."

Zhang Ling nodded to her father, "Mmmm", and at the same time she cursed:

Li Xiang, you still have a conscience!
"Applying medicine?" The father obviously didn't believe the rhetoric. He glanced back at Zhang Ling and continued, "Just apply the medicine. Why did I see that her feet are all on your instep? Li Xiang, don't be afraid, say To be honest, I will definitely make the decision for you."

"Dad! You are right. I am your own daughter." Zhang Ling looked at her father suspiciously and reminded again.

Father deliberately ignored Zhang Ling's questioning, expecting Li Xiang's response.

Although these words are questioning and reminding the father.

But Li Xiang felt even more uncomfortable when he heard it.

To him, her being wronged means that he is being wronged.

So he had to stand up and say something fair for her.

"Uncle, what I'm telling is the truth. There are indeed footsteps. But please believe me, we're just joking around. Don't worry, my feet don't hurt!"

Does empathy really hurt?

At that moment, his facial muscles deformed and twitched irregularly. If he didn't see his father suddenly appearing at the kitchen door, the crystals in his eyes would burst out like a dike.

His trampled foot obviously tapped the ground lightly, not daring to exert himself.

In order to keep the body balanced and not fall, one hand has been supporting the stove table next to it.

The disordered breath produced by the pain, even if it has been restrained deliberately.

But she can still feel that it really hurts!
So my father maintained an absolutely skeptical attitude towards Li Xiang's words.

"Does it hurt?"

To be honest, even she, Zhang Ling, was skeptical when she heard Li Xiang's words.

In order to convince his father, Li Xiang endured the pain in the back of his feet, took the initiative to embrace Zhang Ling in his arms, and tried to smile and said:
"Look, do I seem to be in pain right now?"

Zhang Ling resisted at first and wanted to break free, but then she heard Li Xiang whispering in her ear.

She finally settled down and chose to enjoy the warmth brought by his embrace.

Or the reason why the subconscious chooses to accept his embrace.

After Zhang Ling listened to Li Xiang's defense, she felt a pain in her throat at the moment, and at the same time, a feeling of sadness softened her muscles and bones from the inside out.

She began to regret the act of stepping on her foot just now.

She felt like an ungrateful devil to herself.

He can always think of her wholeheartedly.

And she always chooses to hurt him intentionally or unintentionally.

There has never been a love in this world that is endless and always giving.

If you are just greedy, you want to enjoy the hard-won happiness.

Then disaster and bad luck will be waiting on the road ahead to make intimate contact with you.

We must know that after happiness is compared without the backdrop of misfortune, even if a person is in a happy environment every day, he still will not feel the slightest sense of happiness.

Or under the care of Li Xiang recently, she almost forgot the feeling of misfortune.

Her father's return brought her back to the sad normalcy.

That's why she realized at this moment that the feeling of being paid attention to and maintained by Li Xiang is happiness.

"Li Xiang, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have stepped on you on purpose just now."

She finally chose to give up and continue to explain those so-called reasons to her father.

"Ling'er!" Father smiled and said to her.

Know that sometimes loved ones don't need so much explanation.

Often a title, a look, and an action can resolve all so-called contradictions and misunderstandings.

So Zhang Ling also smiled and looked at her father.

It seemed to be silently saying that she finally understood her father's good intentions.

(End of this chapter)