Star Dome Railway: Give the man you love a home

Chapter 910 Jing Yuan x Original Heroine 40

“A blind person needs to touch the bones before painting.” Lin Qian takes a serious and professional attitude towards painting.

Next, Lin Qian began to touch Jing Yuan's bones and body shape to paint, and time seemed to be quietly silent as if cast by magic.

In the past, Lin Qian could handle this matter calmly and with great professionalism, but for some reason, Lin Qian felt a particularly different feeling towards Yuan Jing.

"Why did Teacher Lin stop?" Jing Yuan spoke gently as he looked at Lin Qian whose hand was frozen on his head.

"It's nothing. Some people whose hairlines move up can keep your hairstyle to cover their hairlines. The effect is excellent. Yuan Jing, your hairline won't move up, will it?"

Jing Yuan's hair was thick and smooth like a waterfall. Lin Qian said this in a joke, of course, to cover up the momentary panic that flashed through her heart.

"It's normal as you get older." Jing Yuan smiled slightly, and his beautiful golden eyes swept across Lin Qian like stars, with a gentle look in his eyes.

Lin Qian continued to touch Jing Yuan's body, and then walked in front of Jing Yuan.

Just when Lin Qian wanted to raise her hand to touch Jing Yuan's facial features, her hand was gently held by Jing Yuan.

"Forget it, this is enough." Although Lin Qian didn't know why Jing Yuan didn't let her touch his face, she stopped.

"I have a rough appearance and it is inconvenient for Teacher Lin to touch me. I'm sorry." Jing Yuan smiled gently and apologized sincerely.

"The beauty of a woman lies in her bones, not her skin." Lin Qian's voice was gentle and pleasant, and she continued, "Sometimes blind people are not disturbed by the outside world and can see the most real things."

"In my eyes, you are beautiful." Lin Qian put down her hands, walked to the easel not far away, and started painting with pen and ink.

"Teacher Lin is always good at saying nice things." Jing Yuan glanced at Lin Qian and said with a smile on his lips.

Lin Qian was concentrating on painting. Although she had some doubts about the fact that Yuan Jing and Jing Yuan had such similar body shapes, she did not think too much about it.

The light golden sunlight outside the window, like a layer of gauze, gently fell on Lin Qian's body, emitting a faint glow, magnificent, like a beautiful painting.

Jing Yuan stared at Lin Qian who was painting seriously not far away. His eyes became more and more gentle like water, as if they could melt everything in the world. His overall expression was lazy, casual, leisurely and peaceful.

"In just a short moment, you have fallen into a deep sleep." After finishing the painting, Lin Qian couldn't help but sigh when she learned from Jing Yuan that he had taken a short nap and slept soundly.

"I think the ointment given by my master has a very good calming effect." Before Lin Qian started painting, he placed the ointment aside, and the air was filled with a light, fresh and elegant scent.

"The reason is not this..." Jing Yuan listened to Lin Qian's description of her paintings, but his beautiful golden eyes did not look at the paintings. Instead, he gazed at Lin Qian with incomparable tenderness.

At night, after dinner, because Jing Yuan said that this place was very close to the Shen Ce Palace and he would be alone if he went back, Lin Qian did not refuse and allowed him to stay.

Lin Qian was lying in bed late at night. Just as she was about to take a rest, she heard some noises coming from upstairs. Then she remembered that the house was quite noisy and the sound insulation was poor.

She now has 50% hearing ability, so the sounds entering her ears are naturally very small and can be ignored.

But Yuan Jing, who is currently single in the next room, may not be able to tolerate such loving sounds.

Remembering that the nurse hired by Professor Latio would move in with her tomorrow, Lin Qian fumbled for clothes beside her, got dressed, stood up, and slowly walked out of the room.

This is Lin Qian’s home. She knows every tree and blade of grass here very well. She is very comfortable at home alone and knows the directions of the upstairs and downstairs by heart.

"Teacher Lin, let me go." Jing Yuan, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, caught a glimpse of Lin Qian walking out of the room. He understood what she meant and stood up and spoke.

“…Okay.” Lin Qian responded softly. Yuan Jing was much calmer than she had imagined. Like Jing Yuan, it seemed as if nothing could cause ripples in their hearts.

Jing Yuan poured a glass of water for Lin Qian, handed it to her, then turned around and walked out the door, climbing the stairs.

The people upstairs were very embarrassed, especially when they recognized that the other party was General Jing Yuan, they felt even more embarrassed.

The people upstairs couldn't help but secretly wonder whether General Jingyuan had an unknown ambiguous relationship with the single woman downstairs.

Time flies, and when Lin Qian went for treatment, she found out that the fetus in her belly was already more than one month old.

Lin Qian's home was filled with various things including children's clothes sent by Ren and Jingliu. Jing Yuan of course knew about it, and he also sent a lot of things in the name of Yuan Jing.

These are all the things that Lin Qian will use when she is pregnant, such as supplements for nourishing her body.

Lin Qian sometimes felt that Yuan Jing was too good to her. If he was so nice to her just because Jing Yuan had asked her to do so, Lin Qian would never believe it.

Lin Qian's vision was already vaguely able to see some outlines. Although her vision was still hazy, she was not completely blind.

Since becoming pregnant, Bai Heng's soul has merged into the fetus, so naturally he can no longer interact or communicate with Lin Qian.

"In my opinion, Professor Lin, you should just find a man to fake marry you. You are a scholar of the Bozhi Society and a teacher of Xianzhou University. Although we don't think it's a big deal to get pregnant before marriage, it won't sound good if it gets out."

General Jingyuan's subordinate Liu Yan was trying earnestly to persuade Lin Qian who was painting, but Lin Qian didn't take it seriously.

"I have the right person here. As long as you pay me, this problem can be solved easily."

During this period of time, Liu Yan and Lin Qian have become ordinary friends. It is not surprising that she can say such words with her unusual thinking process.

Lin Qian would have flatly refused if she had not heard others talking about the tangled love history of a famous female painter in ancient times when she was attending the art exhibition.

"She is a famous painter with superb painting skills. She is a master in the painting world. Why don't you talk about her paintings, but talk about these things instead?"

As soon as Lin Qian finished her words, she turned and left. She couldn't help but think of herself. Every time she finished a painting for someone else, she would leave her name in a corner of the painting.

Many painters become famous only after their death, and Lin Qian naturally shares this aspiration.

However, what if, a thousand years later, what she leaves to the world is her private life and her so-called fame, rather than her paintings?

If something can be solved with money, then it is not a big deal at all.

On the city wall, Jingliu and Jingyuan stood on a high place, gazing at the distant scenery.

"After I picked her up, I discovered that she had the ability to heal herself. I was worried that this was related to... so I brought her back, sealed this ability in her body, and kept her by my side, carefully observing her and raising her up."