After being sent to the group show by rich parents, I exploded

Chapter 358
Zhong Jingchen knew that she was facing a difficult choice at the moment, so she was not in a hurry to ask her for an answer.

I just moved a chair and sat down opposite her, waiting patiently for her final choice.

After all, if he were the one who experienced all this, it would be difficult for him to muster up the courage to tell others the secrets related to his own destiny.

At the same time, he knows very well that honesty is an indispensable factor in maintaining a healthy and good intimate relationship.

If you don't help Feng Yasong overcome this hurdle in her heart, the two will enter the love mode in a daze, and then it will be easy to consume each other because of mutual suspicion, mutual defense, and mutual misunderstanding, and they will fall apart.

So even if the choice is difficult, Zhong Jingchen must be patient, create opportunities for her again and again, and force her a little bit when necessary, so as to guide her to confess to herself.

Only in this way can she completely let go of her inner worries, and get rid of the situation where she has to be nervous and pretend to be stupid when she is in front of him.

Rely on him boldly, trust him, and treat him as your real one.

It was quiet in the study room, in order to prevent too much psychological pressure on her, Zhong Jingchen deliberately turned his head and did not look at her.

However, waiting and waiting, he tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair one after another, and suddenly realized that something was wrong!

Feng Yasong was making this choice, why did he suddenly start laughing?

Chong Jingchen turned his head abruptly, and saw the scorched girl who had been sitting stiffly on the chair a few minutes ago was now slumped in the chair.

Her eyes were blurred, her cheeks were flushed, and there was obvious drunkenness in her demeanor and demeanor.

Zhong Jingchen: "..."

"Did you take the wrong glass?" He snatched the goblet from the girl's hand, put it under his nose and sniffed it lightly.

Sure enough, as he expected, the remaining liquid in the goblet exudes a mellow aroma of wine.

Feng Yasong was dizzy, startled by his sudden action.

Tears welled up in Wu Run's big bright eyes, and he looked up at him aggrievedly and said, "I hate it~ why are you so fierce? Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

Chong Jingchen looked at her opening and closing lips, but what he thought of was the scene where she inadvertently picked up her own cup, with her red lips slightly parted, sticking to the rim of the cup, sipping the scarlet liquid inside.

It was obviously a very normal picture, but because the rim of the cup was touched by his lips not long ago, it was a little more charming out of thin air.

The bulge on the man's neck rolled unconsciously twice, and the roots of his ears became hot with a 'swish'.

Now she is already drunk, no matter what she said or did to him, she will lose her memory after waking up, and she can't remember a little bit.

Even if Zhong Jingchen asked the answer he wanted from her mouth, it was all useless work.

I can only put aside the matter of "helping her get over the hurdle in my heart" and give priority to dealing with emergencies.

He put the goblet on the desk, put the back of his hand on Feng Yasong's forehead, and his eyes quickly passed over her bare skin.

After confirming that her body temperature was normal, her breathing was steady, and that her face and ears were a little red, other parts of her body were normal, and she had no symptoms of alcohol allergy rash, she was relieved.

He knelt down, rubbed his warm fingertips on her delicate skin, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

The hoarse voice was low and deep, mixed with endless tenderness and coaxing.

He said: "Ya Ya, good boy~ You are drunk, teacher Zhong will help you to rest in your room, okay?"

A few minutes ago, Feng Yasong, who was struggling with whether to directly admit his true identity, naturally responded to the intimate "Ya Ya" and turned into a tortured little fairy in a second.

"Hey, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

She stretched out her arms, and she looked like a three-year-old baby who was acting like a baby with her family.

Chong Jingchen has been single for many years, where has he seen such a battle?

Immediately, he succumbed to the tyrannical prestige, stretched out his hands willingly, and hugged her tightly.

At the moment of physical contact, the sweet fragrance from the girl's body mixed with the faint smell of alcohol invaded Zhong Jingchen's senses together.

The refreshing smell made him feel like he was drunk, even though he hadn't had a few sips of wine, his whole heart was light and soft.

He obviously didn't think of anything funny, but the corners of his lips couldn't help but kept turning up.

And although the drunken girl in his arms was a little more delicate than usual, she was also docile and well-behaved.

She hugged his neck very cooperatively, and pressed her hairy head against the hollow of his neck.

And the moment he stood up vigorously, his legs wrapped around his thin waist, hanging lazily on him like a naive koala.

This shameful posture that people can't help but think about makes Chong Jingchen's face heat up, his whole face is as red as a big overcooked lobster.

The heart was also beating like someone was beating gongs and drums inside, thumping.

The steps on his feet were as steady as ever.

Although it was not the first time to hug her, he still couldn't help but want to distract himself and sigh: "It's so light."

His little girl looked tall and long-legged among her peers, but she was actually light and light in her arms, without any weight at all.

But if you say that she is skinny, she doesn't feel tight when you hold her in your arms. On the contrary, she is soft and warm, and the hand feels surprisingly good.

Like budding buds.

While thinking wildly, the master bedroom is in sight.

This is the first time Chong Jingchen has opened the door of the master bedroom since he bought the house.

As expected, the master bedroom follows the whimsical style that can be seen everywhere in the whole house, but the whole is warm and healing.

Light green walls, creamy yellow bedding, pure white plush carpets and lace curtains, all kinds of plush dolls filled the bay windows, occupying more than half of the bed.

The decorations are also interesting one by one.

After sighing inwardly, "As expected of you", Zhong Jingchen strode to the bed, leaned down and put the person on the bed, and coaxed him in a low voice: "Ya Ya, please lie down in the room for a while, okay?" Teacher Zhong went downstairs to make you hangover soup."

Who would have thought that when he heard that he was leaving, Feng Yasong, who was obediently hanging on him just now, changed his face as docile as a little sheep.

Reincarnated as a grinding goblin again.

"Hey, eh, no more~" She hugged Chong Jingchen's neck tightly, rubbing her furry head back and forth against the hollow of his neck like a cat eager to be caressed by its owner.

While rubbing against each other, she hummed and said coquettishly in a soft voice: "Yaya likes Teacher Zhong the most~ Yaya won't let Teacher Zhong go~ If you leave, Yaya won't talk to you anymore... "

　It's over, the next chapter is under review 〒▽〒〒▽〒 let's see if I let it

　　
　
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