Star Dome Railway: Give the man you love a home

Chapter 937 Jing Yuan x Original Heroine 67

Jing Yuan's deep golden eyes stared at Lin Qian, and his tone of voice was extremely gentle, with a serious and sincere look in it.

"...Don't think that I will forgive you easily. The punishment from your husband is still to come." Hearing what Jing Yuan said, Lin Qian was startled for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said.

"Enjoy it, my husband. This is a cage carefully made by the craftsman you helped me find. You will never be able to step out of here, forever~"

After Lin Qian finished speaking, she turned and left. After locking the door, she gently touched the ingenious mechanism beside her.

In an instant, the chains on Jing Yuan in the room slowly stretched out as if under a spell.

Until Jingyuan was able to move freely in the basement, but the length of the chain was just enough to prevent him from going out.

"A Qian is so considerate." Jing Yuan stepped forward and wandered around the basement.

The basement has everything, including various equipment and daily necessities, as well as mountains of scripts.

Except for being "unable" to break free from the golden chains and losing his freedom, Jing Yuan could do anything in this room.

After Jing Yuan finished the meal brought by Lin Qian, he took a shower and washed up, then picked up a storybook and lay down on the soft bed.

Not only is the room shining with golden light everywhere, there are also star patterns, and even the sheets and quilt covers are golden, which complement each other and are cleverly matched, creating a very artistic conception.

Jing Yuan was lying on the bed, holding a notebook in his hand, but his thoughts were wandering somewhere and he didn't know who he was thinking about. His eyes were softer than ever before.

Lin Qian left the basement and just stepped out of the room into the yard when she saw Yan Qing walking towards her.

Noticing that Yan Qing had an unusual look in his eyes when he was looking at the room, and fearing that Yan Qing would find out that she had imprisoned Jing Yuan, Lin Qian pestered Yan Qing to ask for advice on swordsmanship.

"Sister, don't call me Master. The general will blame me when he comes back from vacation and finds out." Hearing Lin Qian's way of addressing him, Yan Qing's face was full of disapproval.

"He's on vacation?" Lin Qian was practicing with the Xiyun Sword. Due to unspeakable reasons, Lin Qian's sword-practicing movements were much slower.

"Sister, you don't know?" Yan Qing looked at Lin Qian suspiciously. Lin Qian and Jing Yuan were a loving couple. Logically, Lin Qian should know about General Jing Yuan's affairs.

Lin Qian calmly changed the subject, and Yan Qing began to concentrate on teaching Lin Qian swordsmanship.

In the following time, Lin Qian and Yan Qing practiced sword skills together, ate together, and were inseparable.

Knowing that Yan Qing was extremely intelligent and might be able to think of something, Lin Qian had no choice but to sleep on the same bed with Yan Qing at night and let Yan Qing stay overnight.

Tomorrow is Monday, and Yanqing will go to the training ground for the next five days to receive the special training arranged by Jingyuan in advance.

Lin Qian thought about just getting through the day, and if Yan Qing came again, she would have to think of another way.

"Master, I'm afraid of the dark. Can you bear to leave me here alone to rest?" Lin Qian looked at Yan Qing pitifully, and I felt even more sorry for her.

"It would have been fine if my husband had abandoned me, but who would have thought that my master would also despise me. My heart feels as if it were pierced by thousands of arrows, cold to the bone..."

"But this is the general and my sister's room..." Yan Qing was a little confused. Lin Qian was clinging to him so tightly today, but since there was nothing important, it didn't matter. "This is not appropriate in terms of emotion or reason."

"It doesn't matter, he doesn't mind." Seeing Yan Qing's hesitation, Lin Qian knew that there was hope.

After Yan Qing changed his clothes, Lin Qian pulled Yan Qing onto the bed, hugged Yan Qing, and talked with Yan Qing for a long time before they fell asleep together.

In the basement, Jing Yuan glanced at the empty quilt beside him, sighed slightly with a helpless look.

"This is indeed a punishment..." Losing freedom is not a punishment, whipping the body is not a punishment, candle oil dripping on the skin is not a punishment, and so many other things...

Only when his wife, with whom he slept in his arms every day, was no longer by his side did Jing Yuan truly feel the taste of punishment.

At five or six in the morning, Yan Qing appeared in the basement where Jing Yuan was imprisoned.

Lin Qian was sleeping soundly and didn't notice that the key around her waist and Yan Qing in her arms were gone.

"General, what's on you..." Yan Qing looked at Jing Yuan's current appearance with a look of astonishment on his face, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

"Didn't I tell you not to come look for me during this period?" Jing Yuan looked relaxed, looking at Yan Qing gently and calmly, and said, "Children should not ask about adult matters."

Jing Yuan seemed a little sleepy. He narrowed his eyes slightly, sat down in front of the chessboard, and casually asked Yan Qing how he got the key and how he entered the basement.

"I slept with my sister tonight..." Yan Qing's little face suddenly turned red.

Seeing Jing Yuan's eyes looking at him with deep meaning, Yan Qing turned his head away and explained a little embarrassedly: "General, my sister smells so good and feels so soft when I hold her..."

"Really?" Jing Yuan's voice was low, and he slowly placed the chess piece on the board.

The look in his golden eyes was like an abyss of water, deep and mysterious, making it hard to fathom.

The corners of Jing Yuan's lips slightly raised, outlining a meaningful arc, "What else did she say to you?"

Facing the look from General Jingyuan, Yanqing felt as if he was facing a towering mountain, his heart filled with awe.

Yan Qing didn't dare to hide anything and told the truth about what Lin Qian had talked about with him.

"...My sister also said that hugging me is more comfortable than hugging...an old thing." Yan Qing paused in the middle of his words and spoke carefully, not daring to look directly into Jing Yuan's eyes.