Play Nice

Chapter 428 428: Jing Zhaoqing's moving appearance (two more)

Shang Lingling knew about Jingjian and Zhong Yunyun's love affair from Ms. Lu.

Early in the morning, Ms. Lu posted a bunch of [hahahahaha] emojis in the group of eight residents.

Then someone asked: [So happy, is there anything good? 】

Ms. Lu replied: [My family saw the treasure and got off the list! 】

After that is a series of fried group red packets.

Then all the residents of the eighth building knew that the landlord's youngest son and the always mysterious Zhong Mysterious got on well.

Some people also asked, why is Zhong Mystery always wearing a mask, is he a star?

Ms. Lu boasted: [Not a star, but a fairy who is prettier than a star]

In the morning, Shang Lingling reached Jingjian's circle of friends, and he posted a photo of Zhong Yunyun and the white peacock.

Shang Lingling gave a like, put the phone away, and continued to lie down.

She is on her period. I don't know if the air conditioner is blowing too much. This time, it hurts a bit, and my stomach is falling, which is very uncomfortable.Jing Zhao has a job today, so she couldn't stay at home, so she huddled in the rest room of his studio.

Jing Zhao pushed the door open and turned up the air conditioner.

"Jing Zhao Jing Zhao." The business leader turned over, and he was too listless to eat melons, "Jing Jian and Zhong Yun are in love."

"heard."

Jing Zhao gave her the brown sugar and white fungus bought from outside: "Get up and drink something hot."

Shang Lingling sat up wrapped in a quilt, Jing Zhao helped her carry the bowl, and she took a spoon and drank like that.

"Who told you that?"

"Ms. Lu called me at five o'clock this morning to announce the good news."

The bowl was no longer hot, but Shang Lingling's hands were cold, so Jing Zhao asked her to drink from the bowl.The white fungus was slippery, mixed with hot soup, and after a bowl of it, the lower abdomen quickly warmed up. I don't know if it was a psychological effect. Shang Lingling felt that the pain was not as bad as before.

After she finished drinking, Jing Zhao put the empty bowl aside: "Is it better?"

"Ah."

She lay down wrapped in the quilt, put her head on Jing Zhao's lap, huddled into a ball, and occasionally rubbed her face against him.

She is more coquettish than Jing Qianqian, who is begging for food.

Jing Zhao put his hand on the quilt to warm it up for a while, and when the palm was warm, he put it on her stomach and rubbed it lightly in a circle: "I'm going out in the afternoon, I'll go to Qishan to shoot the location, and I won't be able to come back until tomorrow."

"Won't you take me there?"

"You're not feeling well, and the cold air on the mountain is heavy. I'll take you back to Huacheng later, and let Dad cook some soup for you."

Shang Lingling is not always dysmenorrhea, but only occasionally.Jing Zhao took her to see a Chinese medicine practitioner. It wasn't a serious problem, so he prescribed a medicated diet.

She got up from the quilt, regardless of the quilt that fell to the ground, she sat on Jing Zhao and hugged his neck to kiss him.

Every time there is a headache, she is extra clingy.

When Jing Zhao hugged her, his fingers touched the skin on her leg, which was a little cold. He lowered his head to cooperate with her, put his hand on her leg, pulled down the skirt, and covered the safety pants inside.

This kiss was basically led by the business leader. Jing Zhao opened his mouth slightly and let her bite like a grinder. He put one hand around her and the other on her lower abdomen.

There was still the sweetness of brown sugar between her lips and teeth, and when her lips came to Jing Zhao's neck, he raised his head slightly, his eyelashes drooped, and when she kissed his Adam's apple, he swallowed, and the raised joint rolled sensually.

"Don't make a mark."

Although he reminded, but did not stop.

Shang Lingling gently grinds with his teeth.

When he came in, Jing Zhao was holding a bowl and forgot to close the door.

"Mr. Jing—"

He Jiang just pushed it slightly, and the door opened.

Jing Zhao immediately pulled the quilt and wrapped it around the business collar. When he looked at He Jiang, there was still a lust in his eyes that didn't fade away: "Don't know if you want to knock on the door?"

day!
For the first time, He Jiang saw Teacher Jing entering that state, the state of the brink between restraint and indulgence...

I'm sorry I didn't bring a camera to take pictures.

"sorry Sorry."

After He Jiang apologized, he hurriedly closed the door. He stuck it to the wall, breathing fast: I'm a straight man, I'm a straight man, I'm a straight man!

After the silent recitation, He Jiang coughed: "Mr. Lin is here, in the studio downstairs."

Jing Zhao said, "Let him wait for a few minutes."

He Jiang quickly went downstairs.

The business leader leaned on Jing Zhao's shoulder and smiled: "It's nothing at all, you want to cover it up like this."

Not just a kiss.

Jing Zhao's hand was under the quilt. I don't know how many times today she pulled her skirt: "Don't wear such a short skirt next time."

The business leader leads the love of beauty, how to look good and how to wear it, Jing Zhao can't control her.

She didn't admit it, and hummed, "Where it's short, it's almost to the knee." She poked Jing Zhao's chest, "It's old-fashioned."

Jing Zhao carried her back to the bed and stuffed her into the air-conditioning quilt: "I still have two sets of photos to take, and I'll send you back when I'm done."

Just as he turned around, Shang Lingling grabbed his clothes.

"Ok?"

In all the texts of the empire, Shang Lingling likes Jing Zhaonian's "Ling Ling" the most, and the ending sound is "um". Like a hook, she finds it hooking.

She raised her head and leaned close to Jing Zhao's ear, muttering nasty words about the pose just now.

Jing Zhao put her hand back into the quilt, hummed, and answered her.

After coming out of the rest room, Jing Zhao answered the phone.

"Hey."

Bandit Wang said, "Little Jiuye, I sent you something, take a look."

Jing Zhao opened the mailbox.

Bandit Wang posted a photo.

"Where did it come from?" Jing Zhao asked.

"Ji Panxi's wife kept things in Golden World."

Ji Panxi's wife, Lin Nong.

The next afternoon, Jing Zhao came back from Qishan to see Luo Jincheng, Shang Baolan's former lawyer.After that, he went to the detention center again.

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　　I really want to see Mr. Jing like this...

　　No, I can not!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)