My uncle is Lin Zhengying

Do you want to talk to people more, do people want to talk to you more?

I didn't see Tingting and his affectionate appearance, isn't it a hindrance for you to stay here?

Seeing Jingjing seemed a little angry, Jiale scratched her head for no reason, with an innocent face, wondering what did she do wrong again?

But he was still very sensible. When he saw that Jingjing was unhappy and left, he immediately stood up and said, "Jingjing, wait for me, I will help you pack up." After speaking, he turned his head and said to Zhang Jing: "Junior Brother, You chat with Tingting slowly, I'll go to pack my luggage first."

"Brother Jia Le, please be busy." Zhang Jing said with a smile.

Zhang Jing could see a little bit of Jingjing's intentions.

This woman seems to be creating a separate space for him and Tingting?

Tsk tsk, when did this unreasonable woman become so reasonable?It's really a three-day treat with admiration!

But he didn't know that Jingjing's changes were all due to Ren Tingting beside him.

Every time Ren Tingting said how good he was, Jingjing also felt that she had misunderstood Zhang Jing a little.

Although he is still not very pleasing to the eye, at least he is not as annoying as in the beginning, and he can barely say a word.

After the two light bulbs go.

Zhang Jing and Ren Tingting were sitting in the courtyard, chatting and looking at the stars in the dead of night, it really felt like they were in love.

"Master Zhang..." Ren Tingting wanted to speak.

Zhang Jing suddenly interrupted her, and said in a little thought: "Tingting, don't you call me Mr. Zhang from now on? This title... I feel a little too extravagant anyway."

Ren Tingting was overjoyed when she heard the words.

She had wanted to talk about this issue a long time ago, but she never found the right opportunity.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jing took the initiative to say that he was happy today, and his heart was so sweet.

Almost without thinking about it, Ren Tingting nodded, her face was red, she was a little shy and sweet, and said: "Then... I call you... Is it okay to call you Brother Jing?"

"Brother respect?" Zhang Jing's expression was a little strange when he heard this address.

Although the words are different, but hearing these three words, there is a strong taste of 'silly boy'.

Respect brother, how about Huang Rong...

So awkward.

But Zhang Jing thought about it again. This world does not have the well-known best-selling novel Shooting the Condors, so he didn't mind too much, so he nodded and said, "Then...call me Brother Jing."

"Brother respect!" Ren Tingting became even happier when she heard the words, and immediately called out sweetly.

"Hey..." Zhang Jing replied helplessly.

Should I reply Rong'er?

The two chatted like idiots for a while without knowing the so-called sky.

The chat made Zhang Jing feel a little sleepy.

Alas, it seems that chatting with women is really meaningless...

Thinking of this, Zhang Jing became a little curious. How did those men and women who fall in love in later generations spend hours talking on the phone every day?

If you have something serious to talk about, you can talk about it, but if you don't have something serious to talk about, why talk about it?

Where can we talk so much?

I really don't understand.

But Tingting was very happy. Even if she had nothing serious to discuss, she sat next to Zhang Jing with a never-ending smile on her face.

Zhang Jing, who is a master of love, of course knows that at this time, he can't spoil women's interest, and he can't immediately say that he is sleepy and going to bed.

This kind of low-level mistake can only be made by a novice in love!It is impossible for an experienced love expert to commit a crime!

Have to wait as long as possible.

So after a while, Zhang Jing quickly thought of a serious matter and asked, "When Uncle Jiu and Wencai Jiale left, he should have told you where to go, right?"

Ren Tingting nodded, and said: "Well, I told you. They are going to the home of Marshal Wang Dalong in Ping'an County. I heard that Uncle Jiu and Marshal Wang's wife knew each other before and were friends. Dashuai Wang has a strange disease recently, and Uncle Jiu is going to Help with medical treatment."

Having said that, Ren Tingting paused, as if thinking of something.

She leaned her head and whispered to Zhang Jing: "Uncle Jiu dressed up specially when he left today, and put on his suit. He also held a cane in his hand. I think there is something in it." Tricky!"

Thinking of Uncle Jiu's outfit, Zhang Jing couldn't help laughing.

It seems that Uncle Nine is just as flamboyant as in the movie.

After laughing.

Zhang Jing looked at Ren Tingting's thoughtful, serious and gossiping pretty face, which was right beside him, so he couldn't help but gently squeezed his hands, and said with a smile: "I didn't see it, Tingting, you too So gossip?"

Ren Tingting blushed as soon as she swiped. She didn't know whether it was because of embarrassment or because Zhang Jing touched her face. She quickly lowered her voice and said, "I'm just... a little curious."

Zhang Jing smiled and said, "Don't be curious. As far as I know, Marshal Wang's wife is Michelle, who is the uncle's first love, and he never forgets her now."

Ren Tingting nodded and said, "No wonder. I just said why Uncle Jiu would dress up like this. But... Uncle Jiu doesn't look good in a suit, I think he's wearing the wrong clothes."

"Really? I think it's okay." Zhang Jing had seen Uncle Jiu try on a suit.

Tingting chuckled, blushing and said: "Brother Jing, you really look good in a suit."

"Of course." Zhang Jing said without humility at all.

But looking at Ren Tingting's ruddy face, Zhang Jing couldn't help pinching it again, and said honestly: "Tingting, your face is so smooth when you pinch it, it feels so good..."

Ren Tingting: "..."

"Can I pinch it again?" Zhang Jing asked again after pinching and letting go.

"You... pinch it."

Ren Tingting tried her best not to let herself cry.

She was suddenly a little worried, wouldn't her face be pinched often in the future?

After pinching several times in a row, Zhang Jing finally stopped reluctantly, and said, "That's right. Tingting, do you know that Marshal Wang, where does he live?"

Seeing that Zhang Jingrong no longer pinched her face, Ren Tingting felt relieved, and said quickly, "I live in Ping'an County. It's not very far from our Renjia Town."