Play Nice

Chapter 249: Chapter 249
After Jing Yi finished the fight, he went to the stockade to sneak around again, and came back when his energy was almost exhausted.

Seeing that the door was unlocked, he pushed it open and went in: "Xiao Jiu—"

Little Jiuye sat on the bed, propped up his body with one hand, leaned back, and put his other arm around the man named Shang.

The left foot of the surname Shang landed, and the right foot pressed against the edge of the bed.

They are kissing, and the one with the surname Shang is on top. If kissing is divided into active and passive, in terms of posture, Xiao Jiuye is more like a passive posture, and the height difference creates a kind of... a sense of ambiguity and atmosphere of being fortunate. sense.

Jing Yi was simply stunned.

When Jing Zhao was interrupted, Lashang led the leader to sit down, holding her waist and letting her lean on him.He looked up and his expression changed: "I don't know if I want to knock on the door? Get out."

Little Jiu Ye actually told him to get out?

Jing Yi: "Oh."

He slumped his head and went out.

Only then did Shang Lingling breathe hard.

Jing Zhao lowered her head and leaned over, and she touched it with her hand: "It's alright."

She was a little hypoxic, breathing with her mouth open.

"not enough."

Jing Zhao pressed her lips, and kissed her lightly, occasionally releasing it, giving her time to slow down.

"You kissed for a long time."

"Ah."

He continued, given enough time to slow down, and kissed as hard as he did just now.

He hadn't hugged or kissed her for a long time, so he went a little too far and made marks.

Shang Lingling opened his watery eyes, thinking it was over.

Jing Zhao went to close the door.

"Leader."

She answered vaguely.

He grabbed her hand, put it on his belly, and continued to kiss her.

"Injured."

"It doesn't matter."

Jing Zhao wanted to get everything back.

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Jing Zhao's injury was not too serious, his health was good, and he recovered quickly. He spent two weeks in Vigaranka, and the day he returned to China with Shang Ling was the weekend.

After getting off the plane, Jing Zhao called a car and went directly back to Xingyue Mansion.

In the car, Jing Zhao suddenly asked what happened before: "What did you tell Cen Si that day on Sanlong Island?"

After a day of transportation, the business leader was a little tired, leaning on Jing Zhao, his eyes half-squinted.

"Brother Jingzhao, are you looking through old accounts?"

"No." Jing Zhao said, "I have never dealt with Cen Si, but I know a little about him. His methods are very extreme. I'm not very worried about your dealings with him."

"I don't have any dealings, I just made a deal with him."

"What deal?"

"I wanted to pry open someone's mouth, but I didn't want to get my hands dirty, so I asked Cen Si to intervene."

It is said that Cen Si does all kinds of transactions.

Jing Zhao frowned slightly: "You can find me for this kind of thing in the future."

Shang Lingling held his hand and played with it: "No, you can't get your hands dirty."

"There are also ways not to get dirty hands."

She sighed.

But she had already spoken to Cen Si.

"Can you tell me?" Jing Zhao didn't want Shang Lingling to misunderstand that he was interfering with her, so he tried his best to speak in a good tone, "Whose mouth are you trying to pry open?"

"Shang Yude's former driver, Hou Yonghui." Shang Lingling hasn't told anyone about this, "He suddenly disappeared during the time when I was kidnapped. I suspect that there is a secret behind it. I went to Hou Zaozhuang back then. Just to find him."

But Hou Yonghui seemed to be avoiding her on purpose.

Jing Zhao solemnly instructed her: "I will help you what you want to do, don't act alone, you must discuss with me if you have anything."

"Ah."

When he arrived at Xingyue Mansion, Jing Zhao took the business leader directly to the nineteenth floor.

"You take a rest first, and when it's time for dinner, I'll ask Ms. Lu to call you." He didn't enter the room.

It's still a while before lunch time.

"What about you?"

Jing Zhao said, "I will return to the imperial capital."

Shang Lingling hugged him and didn't let go: "Your injury isn't completely healed yet."

"It's all right. I've had a lot of work in the past few weeks. Some of them were made in advance, so there's no way to delay it any longer."

"Then I'll go to the imperial capital with you, and I'll drive for you."

Jing Zhao didn't want her to be too tired. These days, her jet lag hasn't reversed, and she hasn't had a good rest.

"I called for a driver. If I don't drive by myself, I rest in the car. You don't have to follow me to the imperial capital. I will come back to stay at night."

She raised her face and asked with a smile, "Do you still live with me?"

Jing Zhao asked back, "Can you let me stay?"

"Let."

Jing Zhao nodded: "Well, stay here."

Shang Lingling said that she would go down and say hello to Ms. Lu before resting.

Jing Zhao said no, he went down to say hello and urged her to go to sleep.

The door opened by Jinghe Donglai.

He showed a very surprised expression: "Wife, Zhaobao is back."

Ms. Lu, who was watching a variety show in the living room, immediately got up, thought of something, sat back, and hummed, "I know I'm back, and I don't have a phone call."

Jing Zhao entered the house.

Jing Qianqian meowed a few times, ran over in a princess dress, and waved her paw at Jing Zhao.

Just back now, angry.

Ms. Lu glanced at the door: "Where's the collar?"

"It's too much trouble on the way, I let her go upstairs to rest, and call her when the meal is ready."

"Are you reconciled?"

"Ah."

Ms. Lu was relieved now, and did not forget to warn Jing Zhao: "Just make up, don't be angry with her in the future."

"Yeah. I know."

Ms. Lu stared at Jing Zhao and looked up and down. She lost some weight, but didn't see anything unusual.

"Why did you go abroad for so long this time? Did something happen?"

Jing Zhao didn't mention his injury: "No, the leader also passed, and played there for a few days."

Ms. Lu was dubious: "If you have something to say, don't hold back."

"Ah."

It's no wonder that Ms. Lu will believe it. He just promised to be nice, and he will always only report good news and not bad news.

Jing Zhao didn't stay for dinner, he took an umbrella and went out.

Seeing the sun on the balcony also got up and went out.

Ms. Lu asked him, "Why are you going?" It was a big weekend.

Jingjian put his hand in his pocket, and no one loved his expression: "Give my brother the driver, I just took his order."

　*****
　　after twelve o'clock
　　
　
(End of this chapter)