Play Nice

Chapter 490 490: Eat a radish with vinegar (two more)

Jing Zhao closed the car door and turned around to fasten the seat belt for Shang Ling.

She looked at him aggrievedly: "You can't coax me when I'm angry?"

Jing Zhao closed the hood.

"Sure enough, I won't-"

He kissed the corner of her lips.

Her voice became obedient and soft: "Why?"

He also closed the car window, and he couldn't see the inside of the car from the outside. He could kiss her carelessly: "Coax you."

Humph.

Shang Lingling hugged Jing Zhao's neck and kissed him obediently.

At first he just lightly pecked and kissed her forehead and cheek, patiently comforting her.

Her top was so short that it couldn't cover her waist, and the palm of her hand on her waist was very hot. She raised her head and arched her body unconsciously.

"I'm sorry, collar."

It's his problem. He's too greedy. He wants her to live a worry-free life, and he wants to live up to his ideals.

He shouldn't let her take on the uncontrollable life and death.

"I'm wrong too."

She is very coaxing and will admit mistakes quickly.

Jing Zhao raised her face slightly and kissed her on the lips. The kiss was light, gentle and gentle, and gave her the breath and warmth little by little.

You die and I die.

How can he be.

"Do you still want to see the Golden Bell?"

Shang Ling Ling nestled in Jing Zhao's arms and touched his hot ears: "Yes."

They went to Admiralty, which only took ten minutes by car.

The clouds are light and the wind is light, and the sky is not hot.

Not only in Arich, but in the whole of Dansu, the pace of life is very slow.There are a lot of tourists in Arich this season, street performers can be seen everywhere, the white pigeons are pecking comfortably by the fountain pool, and groups of art students set up their drawing boards and paint the golden bell on the high-rise building.

Downstairs, many tourists stopped and looked up.

Shang Lingling also raised his head: "Is this the largest clock in the world?"

"No, it's the oldest working clock."

The business leader looked around: "What are they doing?"

Many people bowed their heads and closed their eyes, and read a language that Shang Lingling did not understand.

Jing Zhao said, "I'm praying."

A hundred years ago, above the Grand Admiralty was the Sidrow Church.

"Then I want too."

The business leader closed his eyes and put his hands together: the vision calls for a long life.

Jing Zhao didn't pray, just stared at Shang Lingling firmly.The roadside sketch students moved their pencils quickly, leaving the tender eyes of their lovers in the drawings.

The next day, Jing Zhao and Shang Lingling flew back to the empire.

Just after seven o'clock, the community was very lively, dancing and dancing, walking the dog, chatting, and talking about cross talk.

Jing Hedong hugged the cat and led the dog, and listened attentively to Mr. Liu's cross talk in the fourteenth building.

Ms. Lu was sitting and chatting with several old sisters.

"Is it nice?"

Ms. Lu was showing off the wedding photos of Shang Lingling. In order to keep it secret, she did not distribute it widely, but showed it to a few old sisters.

Wang Xiuhe looked closer: "It's so beautiful, like a fairy."

Ms. Lu was quite proud: "Of course, the leader of my family is the flower of Xing Yue Hao Ting."

Wang Xiuhe on the left: "..."

Zhang Yue on the right: "..." She had to remind her, "Yesterday you also said that your second daughter-in-law is a district flower."

Ms. Lu felt that her life had reached its peak: "They are tied for the best."

Zhang Yue died of laughter.

Wang Xiuhe raised his chin: "Say that Cao Cao and Cao Cao are here, now, the flowers in your hometown are back."

It was Jing Zhao and the business leader who brought it back.

Ms. Lu left her old sisters behind and ran towards her son and daughter-in-law.

Let's talk about another district flower.

After Ou Huazhong Yun made a boyfriend, her sense of security has improved, and her social fear attribute has decreased. She has dared to go out for a walk without sunglasses and long sleeves.

But she still wore a mask. She didn't look at the road while walking, and kept checking her phone.

Jing Jian pulled her clothes and took her away, he had endured her for 10 minutes: "Can you stop playing?"

Zhong Yun had abandoned the peaceful battlefield and was attracted by another game - defend the radish.

She first watched the business leaders play, and soon she fell in love with defending carrots. The peaceful battlefield was not a good game experience for her, and she was always killed, which was a blow to her self-confidence.

She continued to grow her fishbone turret: "I'm not done yet."

Jingjian pulled her to the downhill road of the side door of No. [-]. The weather was so fucking dry: "Zhong Yunyun."

Zhong Yun snorted, still addicted to the game.

Jingjian was busy with her studies and business during the day, so she finally came back to see her at night to see her attitude.

"Is the carrot more important or me?" He never imagined that even a young man who was addicted to the Internet would have a day when he hated games.

Zhong Yunyun's radish was bitten, and she was instantly frustrated: "No monsters are coming to eat you."

What she actually wanted to express was that if Jingjian was in danger, she would definitely defend him first.

Jing Jian stared fiercely at the radish in her phone: "I have to have monsters to eat me, so I can be in front of the radish, right?"

The phone is so hot.

After playing for too long, Zhong Yun turned off the game: "I didn't mean that."

"Then what do you mean?"

She couldn't get along with her bickering.

Her expression was pure and innocent: "My imperial language is not good."

Jing Jian: "..."

Okay, make it look like he's vexatious.

He blows his bangs, it's too hot.

Zhong Yun pulled his clothes: "Are you angry?"

A certain vinegar king said, "How dare I be angry, I don't even have a radish that matters."

This month, it's best not to let him see radishes on the dinner table.

Zhong Yunyun's big eyes were filled with great sincerity: "No, you are more important than the radish, and the golden radish is not as important as you."

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　　Defend the radish and hit the money fast.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)