Play Nice

Chapter 297: Don't touch it, it's in someone else's house (one more)
Old Bi almost spilled his coffee.

He wiped his hands with the handkerchief: "So, my 4392 ended up in your pocket for nothing?"

Before Jing Zhao answered, he asked the business leader, "Didn't you pay?"

"paid."

Jing Zhao calmly refuted Lao Bi's words: "The silver and the goods are gone, where is the waste."

Really a couple singing along.

Lao Bi gave up the theory: "I can't tell you." He asked Jing Zhao, "Do you want to drink coffee?"

"Ah."

Old Bi went to get a cup.

Jing Zhao said to the business leader, "Sit here for a while." He got up and went to the kitchen.

Lao Bi brews good tea, and also brews good coffee.He was washing the cups with the faucet turned on. The set of cups was sent by Jing Zhao and was an antique unearthed in Vigaranka.

Jing Zhao stood at the door: "She likes sweets, help her put more candy."

Lao Bi took a can of sugar cubes from the cupboard and continued to wash his cup: "You have a good eye."

Jing Zhao was not modest: "Thank you."

To be honest, it was a bit of a surprise. Lao Bi once thought that Jingzhao Church, like him, had no desire for the world, and would be accompanied by photography for the rest of his life.

"Are there any clean towels?"

Old Bi said, "There is in the cupboard in the bathroom."

When Jing Zhao went to get the towel, Lao Bi had already finished washing the cup. Before Jing Zhao came out, he quietly asked Shang Lingling, "Is the camera lens really for a proposal?"

Shang Lingling lied before and was a little embarrassed: "To chase after him."

"You chased him?"

"That's it."

Lao Bi stroked his beard: "Yes, Jingzhao is not someone who will take the initiative in this kind of thing."

Jing Zhao came over: "What did you say?"

Old Bi continued to brew coffee without changing his face: "I said you are a match."

Jing Zhao put the towel in the hand of the business leader.

"Wipe it."

She wiped her hands and face, and returned the towel to Jing Zhao, who was even more wet.

Lao Bi took out a cube of sugar with tweezers: "Is there enough sugar?" He was asking Shang Lingling.

Jing Zhao said, "Add another piece."

He ignored himself and wiped the hair of the business collar collar as if he was no one else.

Shang Lingling urged him: "Take off your coat first, otherwise the clothes inside will get wet."

He hummed, wiped her hair and went to the bathroom.

Old Bi brought an empty cup, put it on the filter cup lined with filter paper, and added ground coffee.

"Did Jing Zhao take pictures for you?"

The business leader's sitting posture is quite well-behaved, and his smile is sweet and soft: "I took it."

Lao Bi heated the water to a suitable temperature and started to brew: "Then has he praised you?"

"Yes, I have."

The water should be added slowly, covering the coffee grounds, until there is no coffee foam on the surface.

"You are very suitable for the camera." After accepting his apprenticeship, Lao Bi rarely took portraits by himself. Today, he couldn't help it, and he was tiring for a while, "Can I take a picture of you?"

Jing Zhao brought a new towel and refused to help the business leader: "We are here to shelter from the rain, not to be models."

Lao Bi laughed: "Look at him being stingy."

The business leader followed with a smile and rolled his eyes.

Jing Zhao had already wiped his hair in the bathroom, it was half dry and half wet. The collarbone under the collar was probably not treated carefully by him, and it was all rubbed red. The shirt had two buttons open, which seemed to be a little casual and unruly. On the chair: "Lao Bi, give me another blanket."

"Wait."

Lao Bi went upstairs and got a blanket down.

After Jing Zhao took it, he put it on Shang Lingling's leg. He brought a new towel, squatted down, and wiped the rain on her ankle.

Old Bi felt that his judgment was wrong.

Jing Zhao is a very proactive person.

"Is it cold?" Jing Zhao touched the hem of Shang Ling's collar, which was still wet.

"It's not cold." She sat with her legs side by side, pushed Jing Zhao, motioned him to sit down, and others were present.

Jing Zhao ignored it, wrapped his skirt with a dry towel and wiped it carefully.

Old Bi didn't make fun of him knowingly. After the coffee was brewed, he added sugar, stirred it a few times, and brought it to the business leader.

"Drink something hot."

"Thank you."

The merchants tasted it.

Jing Zhao sat down, and Lao Bi brought him a cup and asked the business leader, "How does it taste?"

"tastes good."

The rain outside was a little lighter, and the raindrops hitting the windows were cluttered, both quiet and noisy.The sky was dark and blue outside the house, and the empty alleys were shrouded in thick water mist. The rainwater fell in strings along the eaves, fell into the puddles, and scattered the reflections on the ground. The deep alleys in the rain were particularly beautiful.

Most artists like rainy days, including Lao Bi.

He put down the cup and went to get a camera: "I'll go out and take a picture."

He held up an old umbrella and went out.

Shang Lingling held the cup and drank it in small sips. He usually talks so much, but now it's quiet.

Jing Zhao leaned slightly on his side, leaning on the sofa, his posture relaxed: "What are you thinking about?"

"I think of the days when I was chasing you." Shang Lingling remembered her sending the camera to Jing Zhao, "How indifferent you were at that time, ignoring me."

Jing Zhao wrapped her fingers around a strand of her hair and touched it carefully, it was about to dry.

"If true love ignores me, you won't see me at all."

Not once did he let her break into his circle.

Shang Lingling put down the cup, her hands warmed by the coffee were still warm, she couldn't help touching Jing Zhao's eyebrows, nose, and lying silkworm.

The God of creation favored him very much, and gave him the most beautiful skin and hardest bones.

"It's so rewarding to make you my boyfriend." This is the best thing Shang Lingling has ever done.

Jing Zhao grabbed her hand: "Don't touch it, it's in someone else's house."

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　　Two and a half hours later.

　　Go to bed early, wake up and watch

　　
　
(End of this chapter)