Chapter 683

Lin Jiangxia told Zhan beiheng about the pass and the core.

It's a rare leisure afternoon tea time. What's more rare is that brother Zhan can take time to accompany her in the afternoon.

In the small living room of the ward, a tea table was set up.

Lin Jiangxia, whose lower abdomen has obviously bulged, is not suitable for sitting cross legged. She can only clip a pillow between her back waist and the sofa, lean against the pillow, sit on the carpet and stretch her legs under the low table. For her, it is a more comfortable sitting position.

The tea is brewed by housekeeper Ji himself.

He knelt down on the futon on the side of the low table, making tea seriously and dumping tea.

Lin Jiangxia has studied this tea ceremony Kung Fu with housekeeper Ji for a long time, but he still hasn't mastered the essence. It's a pity.

However, it's full of happiness to drink the tea made by housekeeper Ji himself.

Lin Jiangxia held the tea cup and explained the whole thing while tasting tea.

Zhan beiheng held a small tea cup in one hand and listened to her story calmly.

Until she said it, he took a sip of tea and said, "so, what do you want, Xia Xia?"

"Now Sixin is in prison. I don't think uncle can go to see her in prison. Besides, even if he can go, it's impossible to give uncle psychotherapy in the meeting room of the prison." Lin Jiangxia licked his white teeth with a sharp tongue, and his eyes turned with a sly smell: "so I think maybe brother Zhan can find a way to let Sixin leave the prison temporarily. It doesn't take long. Two or three hours is enough."

After listening to Zhan beiheng, there was still no change in his expression.

Still tasting tea carefully.

Housekeeper Ji stopped at the moment to cook tea, raised his eyes and shook his eyes between them.

"Brother Zhan has so many contacts that he can do even the most difficult things, not to mention such a small thing!" Lin Jiangxia raised her little finger and said it was really insignificant. She stared at Zhan beiheng with a dogleg look and expectation.

"Don't wear a high hat for me. It's not so easy to do." Zhan beiheng put down his teacup in a flat tone.

"Ah!" Lin Jiangxia looked lost and his shoulder dropped: "but I have made a promise with Sixin that my husband is a very capable man and can do it. Now, how do you want me to face Sixin! "

The housekeeper Ji, who was cooking tea over there, almost couldn't help laughing.

Zhan beiheng's cold eyes crossed, and housekeeper Ji converged.

Then he raised his eyebrows and said, "if you have no face to see me, don't see me again."

"No! If you don't see her, uncle Hu's mental illness will certainly not be cured. "

"Since I have mental illness, I think I should probably go to a psychiatric hospital. It's too risky for a man who is almost mentally ill to let him come to your ward every day! " Zhan beiheng tightened his voice, and his tone was full of reproach.

Lin Jiangxia was stunned.

Even if I didn't intend to help her, I still set my face to teach her a lesson!

A breath from the bottom of my heart rushed to my brain.

But before the attack, he saw housekeeper Ji winking at himself.

He winked at her, then pulled up his mouth, and left in the direction of Zhan beiheng.

Housekeeper Ji knows Zhan beiheng best and naturally has his deep meaning.

Lin Jiangxia thought a little and realized that he put the teacup in his hands gently on the low table in front of him, leaned forward, smiled and said, "if brother Zhan is willing to do this for me, I can also promise brother Zhan one thing."

At the bottom of his placid eyes, a trace of waves finally appeared here.

"Let's see if the terms you offer can move me." He outlined the corners of his mouth and his smile looked very attractive.

Lin Jiangxia tilted her head, thought for a moment and said, "it's a big deal. How about I massage brother Zhan for a whole month?"

Her massage technique is good, and Zhan beiheng also enjoys it.

But this is obviously not what he wants.

So he shook his head gently.

"That year! Whole body massage! " Lin Jiangxia crossed his heart and bit his teeth.

But Zhan beiheng still shook his head, and there was a trace of banter at the bottom of his eyes.

Pop!

Lin Jiangxia raised the teacup and patted it on the table: "brother Zhan, you agreed, any conditions are OK."

He must have thought it over, otherwise he would be so leisurely and smiling!

"OK, let me make a deal." Zhan beiheng nobly and gracefully put down the teacup and raised his finger to the belly position of Lin Jiangxia.

Lin Jiangxia was slightly surprised. He put down his head, stared at the slightly raised belly, and heard him say, "after our child is born in the future, the naming right belongs to me."

"Ah! That won't work! "

Lin Jiangxia blurted out without thinking.

After all, she has been thinking about the child's name for a long time.

At least a dozen more suitable names are listed. I really want to show some majestic of the Lin family through children.

"No? That beard Jin matter, also calculate. " Zhan beiheng took his time and looked as if he had caught Lin Jiangxia's lifeline.

"What has the final say? Brother," the boy first asked me to name, and the next child was called the name. "You can count on the elder brother."

Zhan beiheng shook his head: "next child, I can let you name."

He didn't fall for it.

After all, Lin Jiangxia didn't want to have a second child. She wanted to pour all her love into a child.

In desperation, Lin Jiangxia turned her eyes to housekeeper Ji for help.

"Young master, in fact, there is no way to have the best of both worlds." Housekeeper Ji put down the tea cooker and said faintly, "the child can have a three word first name. Of course, the last name can't be moved. Then the remaining two words, the young master and his wife, will decide one by themselves."

Stalemate, after all, is not the way.

Zhan beiheng nodded, indicating that it was acceptable, and put forward additional conditions: "the last word is up to me."

"No, the surname is Zhan, so in fact, the first word is decided by brother Zhan, and the last word should of course be decided by me." Xia Zhixin raised her chin slightly, and her cheeks were full of pride.

The last word of a name is often the most impressive. Of course, the most important.

Zhan beiheng put down his tea cup and prepared to get up: "in that case, the name is up to Xia Xia."

This is the posture of talking about collapse!

"All right, all right!" Lin Jiangxia had to compromise: "let brother Zhan decide the last word. So, can we arrange the matter of thinking core now‘

Zhan beiheng outlined the corners of his mouth and smiled triumphantly: "in the afternoon, I will arrange someone to go to prison."

Lin Jiangxia breathed softly and gave Zhan beiheng a hard look.