Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

At this time, Leng Lintian was out of potion, so Jing Jia asked him to contact him.After all, the potion can't be hung all the time, it will cause edema, and the hands can't be inactive all the time.

"Just like what I just taught you, you write and read."

Leng Lintian held the pen stiffly and wrote. At first, the handwriting was ugly, like that of a primary school student.

But after writing for a while, he found the feeling...

The posture of holding the pen is naturally corrected, and the strokes become more and more smooth.

Although it still looks quite satisfactory, unlike Leng Lintian's usual handwriting, which is so majestic...

Jing Jiaren sat down to take a breath: "You write for a while, I'll go to the bathroom..."

Jing Jiaren pointed to the bathroom, afraid that he might not understand.

Leng Lintian raised the corner of his lower lip: "OK."

He speaks much more fluently now.

Jing Jiaren felt a little relieved in her heart. At Leng Lintian's level, it should be just around the corner to return to normal.

But they don't have much time left.

After washing her face in the bathroom, her eyes were red.

I accidentally saw the sky outside the window, and realized that it was already night.

She actually stayed here with Leng Lintian for a whole day, and Ximen Longting didn't send anyone to catch her out.

Her mood is much calmer now.

After washing his face and going out, Leng Lintian was still writing, with his long eyelashes hanging down, he wrote very seriously.

The other iron hand was pressing the notebook. His body was covered with bandages. From a distance, he looked like a handsome cyborg.

Jing Jiaren shook her head, walked over and asked, "How is the writing?"

Unexpectedly, she had only left for more than 20 minutes, and he had already written Jing Jiaren's name on one page!

Leng Lintian raised his lips and raised his face: "I want your name to be everywhere I look!"

Domineering and fierce, the aura belonging to Leng Lintian is impressively present.

Jing Jiaren pinched her fingers: "You're making rapid progress."

And it is used very quickly. There was a sentence in the magazine just now - [I want your name to be everywhere you look. 】

In a blink of an eye he understood and applied it.

"Okay, that's all for today's class. I'll give you some homework. Can you review it first and then finish it?"

Jing Jiaren had asked her servant to bring some CDs.

She picked it up from the coffee table and shook it before Leng Lintian's eyes: "You watch these 4 movies tonight, and then have a good sleep. When you wake up tomorrow, I will be here. By then I want to ask you something about the plot of these 4 movies."

She is now starting to practice his logic and thought patterns.

The human brain rusts when it is not used...

His brain has been off for four years, it's rusty, and it needs to be restarted, slowly.

Leng Lintian's eyes were clear, and his right hand suddenly grabbed her right hand.

The hot palm pressed against her skin, making her want to shrink back...

"Leng Lintian?"

"Don't go."

It was these two words again, which made her very uncomfortable...

God Leng Lin, I only feel grateful and sympathetic to you now, so I stayed to take care of you.We simply can't.

Jing Jiaren opened her mouth, how hurtful are these words?Can the current Leng Lintian bear it?

Maybe he doesn't understand at all, he still doesn't seem to understand what "love" is.

Just like a newborn baby recognizes his parents, he now recognizes her as his first relative?

Because in his defenseless gaze, she saw trust.

"Leng Lintian, if you want to see me tomorrow, let go now!"