With Hua Qian's promise, Tang Jin stopped making trouble, but stayed in the kitchen and insisted on clinging to her.

He said he was helping, but in fact he was just making trouble. He knew that Huaqian was cooking Jia Shaolong's favorite noodles. Although the noodles were not visible, he quietly sprinkled a handful of peppers into the pot.

He originally wanted to sprinkle salt to kill Jia Shaolong, but because he couldn't tell the difference between salt and sugar, he simply sprinkled a handful of chili peppers, pretending to accidentally knock over the seasoning bottle.

Hua Qian looked at the pinpoint of his eyes, and made a new one in a wordless manner, warning.

"If you make trouble again tonight, don't even think about entering the house."

Seeing that she refused to let him in because of Jia Shaolong, Tang Jin was dissatisfied: "Why?"

Hua Qian was cooking again: "You ruined everything I worked so hard for, so I can't be angry anymore?"

Seeing her busy for a long time, Tang Jin felt a little bit of guilt in his heart, but it was soon replaced by calculations.

He stretched out his hand and lightly squeezed Huaqian's waist, leaned over to her side and bargained in a low voice: "Then I won't make trouble today, and you have to listen to me tonight."

Hua Qian was busy with his work, so he agreed wholeheartedly.

Seeing her promise, Tang Jin immediately bent her eyes and left the kitchen.

Hua Qian heaved a sigh of relief without the young master's trouble, and soon made lunch.

As soon as she came out of the kitchen, she saw Tang Jin and Hua Heng sitting on the stone bench in the small courtyard, staring at each other with disgust.

Hua Heng was carefully gluing and repairing the smashed potted plants, while Tang Jin leaned on the stone table with his head propped on one hand, fiddling with the fan of the knife in boredom.

When the knife fan opened and closed, there was a "click, click", and the sharp blade pointed at Jia Shaolong provocatively, and the fan bone was ejected and retracted again.

Seeing that they were getting along "harmoniously", Hua Qian was already very satisfied, and put the wooden plate he was carrying on the stone table.

"I haven't prepared any ingredients at home recently, so I just made some."

She brought the scallion noodles to Hua Heng and said expectantly, "Try it."

The smell of chopped scallions bursting into the nose is a memory that has been missed for many years.

Hua Heng picked up the chopsticks, tasted it in Tang Jin's eyes as he put the knife, and said with a light smile, "It still tastes the same."

Seeing that he likes it, Hua Qian immediately pushed all the dishes in front of him: "Brother, you must be tired from the journey, eat more, it's what you like."

Behind Tang Jin's back was already a distorted face of jealousy, he wished that the poison he had just sprinkled on the dishes would poison Jia Shaolong to death.

But in front of Huaqian, he still smiled lightly, fiddled with the fan and said nothing, only his knuckles made scary noises.

Seeing that he didn't eat, Hua Qian turned his head and asked in concern: "What's wrong?"

Tang Jin pushed the noodles forward: "I hate scallion oil noodles."

Huaqian: "..."

You obviously ate a lot of sweets with scallion noodles a few days ago!

Jia Shaolong ate the noodles very quickly, and smiled at Huaqian.

"I'm hungry after driving all the way, since the young leader doesn't want to eat, give it to me."

Tang Jin saw that he was reaching out to grab her own noodles, so she immediately "poohed" into the bowl, and said coldly, "I won't give it to anyone else when I pour it out."

Jia Shaolong still smiled, but there was a pity in his words, he shook his head and said.

"Huahua spent most of her time making something that was so wasted."

He said to Hua pious, "Sure enough, the husband still has to find someone who will hurt others."

Seeing that Tang Jin's knife fan was about to pop out, Hua Qian hurriedly laughed and said, "It's easy to handle, I'll make two dishes in the future."

After that, she pushed Tang Jin and said with a smile: "Since you don't eat, go back to the house to rest first. I have something to tell my brother."

Tang Jin was unhappy when she saw that she was about to drive him away, and sat on the stool unwilling to get up: "I can't listen to anything."

Seeing that he wouldn't leave, Hua Qian stretched out his hand and twisted his waist, and whispered, "You can't leave."

Tang Jin looked at her threatening gaze and wanted to stay, but he remembered the promise that night, his thin lips moved, and he finally got up and left unwillingly.

Hua Qian was relieved when he saw him entering the room, and said to Hua Heng.

"Brother, Tang Jin is small-minded, bad-tempered, and unrighteous. Don't bother with him."

On the contrary, Hua Heng raised his eyebrows: "Since you know that he has a lot of bad things, why do you still like him?"

Huaqian's face turned slightly red, and he bowed his head and tugged at his sleeves and said, "I don't know, but I know that he has to be. In fact, I was very afraid of him at first, and I just wanted to go home. But after spending a long time together, I felt that Well, he is also quite cute sometimes, after all, people are complicated, and seeing different aspects of a person will give them different views."

She smiled and said, "It's Luo Wuxie who reminded me that Tang Jin is not unwilling to restrain his temper, it's just that many times we stand in our own position and ask him to restrain himself, his temper is naturally unwilling, and the wrong method is used would backfire.”

"He actually lacks love. Although Uncle Tang has some feelings for him, he wants to use him to revitalize his family. Others envy him, fear him, envy him, and obey him, but he is the only one who doesn't love him, Tang Jin is actually very sensitive, and he can feel the feelings of others towards him, so it is inevitable that he will be more extreme, but in fact, he just needs to coax him."

Hua Heng twitched the corners of his mouth, is that "extreme", can it be solved by coaxing? He's a natural little lunatic.

Hua Heng sighed when he saw that Hua Qian had already applied a ten-level filter to Tang Jin.

"Since you chose him, I won't stop you. I know he doesn't like me, and being with you will only make you embarrassed. After a while, I will return to the Demon Sect on my own."

Hua Qian was stunned for a moment, and quickly said, "Brother, that's not what I meant."

Hua Heng rubbed her head and smiled softly: "I know, my brother just doesn't want to embarrass you."

Huaqian shook his head: "It's not embarrassing, it's not embarrassing. Brother, don't go back to the Demon Sect. There is no sunshine and even potted flowers there. There is no place for people who fight and kill all day long. Look, I specially made it for you. Leave a plot of land for planting flowers, and you will stay here in the future, and I will cook your favorite dishes for you every day."

Hua Heng seemed a little hesitant: "But Tang Jin..."

Hua Qian was afraid that he would leave, and immediately patted his chest: "Don't worry, I will coax him well!"

Hua Heng's brows were gentle, and she rubbed Hua Qian's hair: "Hua Hua, you are the only relative brother."

"What did you say?"

In the room, Tang Jin looked at Hua Qian with a gloomy expression: "He wants to stay here forever?"

Hua Qian looked at the expression on his face that was about to come, swallowed nervously, raised a smile and pulled his sleeves to persuade him coquettishly.

"Brother said that he will get along well with you in the future, why don't you try it."

Tang Jin was so angry that she sat on the edge of the bed and pushed her hand away from her sleeve: "You didn't give me any anger at all!"

He hid behind the door and eavesdropped on it. Hua Qian clearly didn't scold Jia Shaolong for a word, and wished him to stay.

Seeing him eavesdropping, Hua Qian immediately said, "Then I still have to express my opinion in front of my brother. Why don't you tell me?"

When Tang Jin heard this, remembering what Hua Qian said at the time, his heart moved, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

Hua Qian looked at his slightly Panasonic complexion, and immediately hugged him with a smile, and got into his arms to act like a spoiled child.

"Tang Jin, Tang Jin~ You can get along well with my brother on my face. It's so pitiful for my brother to be alone. Well, maybe in a few years, when he has a girl he likes, he will naturally start a family."

Tang Jin hugged her and snorted softly, "Then you have to compensate me."

Seeing him back down, Hua Qian smiled and kissed his thin moist lips: "It's evening."

In the evening, after dinner, Tang Jin went to the bathroom with a hot tub to take a bath early in the morning. She saw Hua Heng who was watering the ground in the small courtyard. She raised her lips and rolled her eyes. She walked into the house and closed the door. .

Tang Jin added a variety of luxurious essential oils and milk to the tub, soaked her body well and put on a brand new peacock blue robe. After looking in the fitting mirror for a long time, she opened the door and left with satisfaction.

Hua Heng was no longer in the courtyard at this time, Tang Jin had no interest in his whereabouts, and walked briskly to the main room, closing the door and seeing Hua Qian sitting on the dresser in the room, untying the tie in the room , smooth long hair scattered on the shoulders.

Tang Jin immediately picked her up and walked towards the bed impatiently.

Today, Huaqian didn't let him touch him, and he didn't even kiss him on the mouth. It was too much.

Tang Jin threw her under him, and the moist, hot and delicate kiss fell down between the neck (neck!) along the earlobe.

Hua Qian saw that Tang Jin had indeed held back any other unscrupulous actions today, which was not easy, and he had indeed promised him to meet any of his requirements, so he let him go.

Her arms were wrapped around Tang Jin's neck, and she fell obediently between the soft beds (what hasn't happened yet, check it out for you to see clearly!).

Just then, a flute sounded from outside the window.

This flute sound is faint and distant, like a low mourning.

Hua Qian froze when he heard the sound of the flute, and like a frightened rabbit, he pushed him away and quickly put on his clothes. He got into the bed and wrapped himself tightly.

Tang Jin was suddenly pushed away, his heart was empty, and before he could react, Hua Qian had already wrapped himself tightly.

Tang Jin reached out to pull her quilt: "Qianqian, what are you doing?"

Hua Qian's face was already flushed, and he pulled away his hand that wanted to pull the quilt: "You go out!"

Tang Jin thought she was also trying to get hold of it, and with a smile, he hugged her with the quilt and said coquettishly, "I haven't had enough fun yet, um...Qianqian, hurry up."

"Stop it!"

Hua Qian gritted his teeth and warned in a low voice, "Brother hasn't slept yet...you...you go out, you are not allowed to sleep here today!"

Tang Jin was immediately dissatisfied and unwilling to leave: "Isn't it just playing the flute, let him play it, and he will fall asleep when he is tired."

But Hua Qian blushed: "Tang Jin! Don't try to touch me after you make trouble again! I'll keep my word!"

My brother's martial arts skills are on par with Tang Jin's, so can definitely hear their voices.

Thinking of this, Hua Qian can't wait to get into the ground.

Seeing her gnashing her teeth, Tang Jin really didn't allow herself to stay, she immediately dressed in aggrieved and annoyed manner, turned her head to look at Hua Qian and wanted to win a hand before leaving.

"Pious..."

"go out!"

The girl who had been in love with him just now had already put down the curtain of the bed, completely blocking his sight.

Tang Jin: "..."

He angrily pulled up the shirt that fell on his shoulders to seduce people, opened the door with a cold face, and when he left the room, the fan of the knife in his hand slammed out, killing the person playing the flute in the courtyard with murderous intent.

Hua Heng had already dodged the fan of the knife sideways, but at the same time, Tang Jin had also smashed the flute that he had snatched from him, smashed it with one foot, and said coldly.

"What do you mean?"

Hua Heng was not at all angry with his actions, he raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Tang Jin's messy clothes, and drank a cup of tea lightly.

"Can't sleep, get up and relax."

After that, he pushed the other cup on the stone table in front of Tang Jin, and said in a soothing voice, "Too much anger hurts the body, quench the fire."

Tang Jin swept the cup to the ground with one palm: "Don't think I dare not kill you."

Hua Heng looked up at him, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth: "You were the one who messed with me first."

Before he came, he had already decided to let go of his prejudices and tried to accept Tang Jin, a crazy critic, as his sister-in-law.

Unexpectedly, this little green tea made a slap in the face as soon as it came.

Oh, how many catties or taels, dare to fight him.

Hua Heng raised his head and drank the tea in one go, got up and walked slowly towards his room with a soft voice.

"I don't sleep well, and I will wake up when I hear some movement at night, so I can do it myself."

Tang Jin's gloomy eyes looked at Jia Shaolong's figure leaving gracefully, and he clenched his palm and struck the air fiercely.

The flowerbed that had just been turned over was overturned, and the soil was scattered all over the place.

For the next few days, everything seemed fine.

Hua Heng didn't seem to know what happened that night. He just stayed in the small courtyard all day to water the flowers and fertilize. He was so calm that Hua Qian thought that night was her hallucination, but it also made her embarrassed emotions relaxed. few.

On the contrary, Tang Jin tried to get into Huaqian's bed every night, but all of them were pushed out by Huaqian.

He hugged the quilt angrily and didn't let go: "How did you tell me before, how could you treat me like this!"

Eighteen-nine-year-old boy who first tasted sex was when he was full of energy, and Hua Qian knew that he couldn't be sorry, but she couldn't make her get close to Tang Jin within the range that Hua Heng could perceive.

She kissed Tang Jin's mouth and whispered, "How about a few days later~"

Tang Jin was reluctant, lying on the bed and couldn't get off: "No, it's been three days, I don't want to wait any longer!"

Huaqian didn't care about him either. After a few days, it wasn't that he couldn't live without being intimate. Tang Jin's entanglement with her a few days ago also made her exhausted.

She picked up the quilt: "OK, I'll go to sleep in another room."

The creaking sound of the door slammed, and Tang Jin was so angry when she saw that she had really left.

Now he can't wait to tear Jia Shaolong's face to pieces, stab him with eight hundred knives, and throw it to feed the dog!

Suddenly, Tang Jin seemed to remember something, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Jia Shaolong's room and raised the corner of his mouth sinisterly.