She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 660 That's Mine

About ten minutes later, Cheng Xu saw Wei Shuyu and Jing Zhen's cars driving out of the community one after the other. He tilted his head and glanced at Lin Qingyou, then stood up with his legs up, hesitating Yu said: "Sister Qingyou, why don't you go home first? I'll go tell Brother Xing that we won't get together today?"

Lin Qingyou didn't say anything, just stood up from the bench together with him, she stared at the direction of the car for a while, then shook her head slowly, and said: "I'm not going home, I'm going to see the scenery. OK."

"It's fine." Cheng Xu thought for a while, raised his hand and scratched his hair vigorously, and said, "Then I won't go there. Brother Xing must be in a bad mood right now."

Lin Qingyou nodded: "Then slow down on your way back, I'll go there first."

"Okay, I see." Cheng Xu waved at her, and while calling Liang Jidong, he turned and walked out of the community.

Entering the front yard, Lin Qingyou subconsciously glanced at the place where she parked just now. The east wall was empty, leaving only a pomegranate tree whose branches and leaves swayed with the breeze.

There was no movement in the room, and the outermost anti-theft door of the room was closed. Lin Qingyou stood at the door hesitantly for a while before reaching out and pressing the password, and opened the door to enter.

The living room was very quiet, there were two broken glasses on the floor, wet water was splashed everywhere, Jing Xing was half squatting on the ground to pick up the glass shards.

His head was slightly lowered, and the black hair on his forehead fell down, covering his eyebrows and eyes. He couldn't see the expression on his face, and all his emotions were restrained under his long eyelashes like crow feathers.

The room returned to calm, no different from the past, if it wasn't for the two broken glasses reminding her of what happened just now, it would be as if no one had ever been here.

Lin Qingyou pursed her lips, walked over and knelt down beside Jing Xing: "Let me pick it up."

The outstretched hand was stopped by him, Jing Xing slightly raised his eyes, his voice seemed to be the same as usual: "Don't touch, you will be stabbed."

He put the glass shards he picked up into a cardboard box beside him, and asked again, "How did you come here?"

"Hmm... Cheng Xu couldn't get in the car." Lin Qingyou made up an excuse.

Cheng Xu's driving skills are obvious to all, and it is normal for him to be unable to park, so Jing Xing didn't think much about it, and asked casually, "What about him?"

Lin Qingyou thought for a while and said, "He said he has something to do and he wants to go home. If he can't make it through today, he will come back another day."

The last piece of glass was put into the cardboard box, Qi Yue meowed and jumped off the sofa, wanting to go this way, Jing Xing raised his eyes to look at it: "Stand there and don't move, here is full of glass shards. "

Large shards of glass had been picked up, but there were many small, shiny crumbs left on the floor.

With a meow, Qiyue stretched out her front paws hesitantly, as if she still wanted to jump this way.

Lin Qingyou got up and went over, bent down and picked it up.

Qiyue put her front paws on her arms, but her head was still eagerly stretched towards Jing Xing's direction. Lin Qingyou freed up one hand, rubbed its head, and walked over with it in her arms.

When she came in front of Jing Xing, Qiyue struggled and jumped out of her arms, the cat's claw landed on Jing Xing's shoulder.

Jing Xing glanced at it sideways, fearing that it would fall, he stretched out a hand and supported its body: "What's wrong?"

Qiyue tilted her fluffy head, gave a sticky meow, and licked the back of his hand affectionately.

Surprised by its sudden acting like a baby, Jing Xing smiled in surprise, and stroked its head casually: "Why are you so clingy all of a sudden?"

I don't know if it's because of the special affinity with Xiao Nuomi Duanzi, but as soon as Xiao Nuomi Duanzi comes over, Qiyue doesn't even pay attention to him, the excrement shovel officer, and just cocks his tail coquettishly and circles around Xiao Nuomi Duanzi, Why did you suddenly change your gender today?

"It's useless to act like a baby, I have to pack my things." Jing Xing rubbed Qiyue's head, stood up, and put it into Lin Qingyou's arms, "Let's play with Xiaotuanzi first."

Jing Xing raised his chin towards the sofa, and said, "Youyou, take it there to play for a while."

Lin Qingyou tilted her head and glanced at him, as if she wanted to say something, but she opened her mouth, but finally said nothing, nodded obediently, and carried Qiyue to the sofa.

After cleaning up the mess on the floor, Jing Xing glanced down at the sweater on his body, the cuffs were no longer dripping, but it still felt damp to the touch.

He went upstairs and changed clothes.

Stepping on the last step on the second floor, the chuckle that had been on Jing Xing's face disappeared in an instant, he pursed the corners of his lips, and walked towards the room expressionlessly.

The long soft carpet hides the sound of footsteps, and the entire second floor is so quiet that only the sound of breathing can be clearly heard.

Pushing open the bedroom door, Jing Xing didn't turn on the light, but walked into the room while grabbing the hem of his clothes, and took off the sweater on his body.

When passing by the floor-to-ceiling clothes rack next to the piano, he raised his hand and took a short sleeve from it.

There was a lighter on the table beside the bed, and there was still more than half of the box of long cigarettes that had been opened a few days ago, Jing Xing glanced indifferently, and reached out to pick it up.

He stood in front of the French window of the balcony, knocked out a long cigarette, lowered his eyes, lit it, and then his eyes fell outwards.

Jing Xing usually has no expression on his face when he is alone, his pair of bottomless black eyes are cold and indifferent, the tails of his long and narrow eyes are slightly raised, and the arc drawn by his heavy eye feathers is extremely sharp, like There is no temperature.

The faint smell of tobacco gradually diffused in the air, and a scarlet flame flickered between his slender fingers several times. After an unknown period of time, a long cigarette burned to the end, scalding his hand.

Jing Xing came back to his senses, glanced down, then raised his hand to put out the cigarette.

The fingertip of the index finger seemed to still have a scorching temperature, he closed his eyes, and unconsciously rubbed the fingertip of the index finger with his fingertips.

The fierce quarrel between Wei Shuyu and Jing Zhen seemed to be still lingering in his ears, Jing Xing's hand hanging by his side tightened slightly, and then loosened again in an instant.

For a moment, Jing Xing took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and the emotions hidden in his pupils were calm and calm.

When he came down from the second floor, Jing Xing noticed that the paper box he had just placed on the coffee table had changed its position, and the glass shards inside had been carefully wrapped in white paper.

Probably because he was afraid that the cleaner would cut his hands when picking up the garbage, the white paper wrapped with glass shards was wrapped with several layers of scotch tape, and the cleaning tool that he just casually put on the table was also taken away. Put it back in its original position.

Lin Qingyou was teasing Qiyue with a cat teasing stick. When she heard the movement in front of her, she looked up at the stairs.

Seeing that Jing Xing changed clothes, Lin Qingyou tilted her head and asked him, "Why did you come down?"

Jing Xing didn't answer, just bent his eyes and smiled, walked over and sat beside her, and asked her, "Are you hungry?"

It's almost twelve o'clock, and it's time for lunch.

Before Lin Qingyou could answer, she glanced at his fingers from the corner of her eyes, her eyes paused, she took his left hand, and frowned slightly: "Your hand...?"

Jing Xing glanced at her, and didn't care too much: "It's nothing."

There was a small wound on the side of the second knuckle of the index finger. It was probably accidentally scratched when picking up the glass shards just now. The wound was not deep, but the scratch was a little long, and small drops of blood were still oozing out.

Lin Qingyou ran to the study and brought the medicine kit over. After wiping the wound with a cotton swab dipped in alcohol, she took out a band-aid from the medicine kit and stuck it on the wound for him.

"Don't touch the water with your hands for the time being." After thinking about it, she asked again worriedly.

Jing Xing was amused by her serious tone, and stretched out his hand to pinch her face: "Why are you so serious?"

It's a small wound that doesn't matter at all, just hearing her serious tone, people who don't know would think he had a big operation.

Lin Qingyou blinked, and didn't intend to avoid it. She let him pinch her face in a good temper: "Otherwise, there will be scars."

Because of being pinched by him, her words sounded a little slurred.

Jing Xing smiled again, and said lazily, "Don't they all say that a man is a man, and it doesn't matter if you leave a scar."

"No." Lin Qingyou glanced at him and suddenly became serious.

Jing Xing raised his eyebrows: "Why can't it work?"

Lin Qingyou said solemnly: "If you are my boyfriend, then you are mine. You don't love yourself, but I do."

Intentionally or unintentionally, her enunciation accent stopped on the three words "my people".

Suddenly hearing such a sentence that seemed to be declaring ownership, Jing Xing was startled for a moment, and looked down into her black and white eyes.

Lin Qingyou also looked up at him slightly.

For a moment, she felt that she saw an extremely complicated emotion in Jing Xing's eyes, but that emotion was fleeting, and when she tried to look carefully again, she couldn't catch it anymore.

After a while, Jing Xing suddenly laughed, his eyes were bent, and the brows were raised.

He leaned back a little bit behind the sofa, and just smiled at her with his chin closed, with undisguised smiles on the corners of his brows and eyes.

Lin Qingyou: "?"

What is this reaction?
According to the script of a normal male lead, shouldn't he be moved to tears, and then confess his love to her?

As if dissatisfied with his reaction, Lin Qingyou rushed over with all her teeth and claws, and also reached out to pinch his face: "What are you laughing at?"

Jing Xing was thrown on the sofa by her, and Qiyue, who was nestled on the side of the sofa, meowed and jumped off the sofa, leaving the space to the two shit-shoveling officers with great winking.

Jing Xing raised his arm a little, and put his right hand on her waist to prevent her from falling off the sofa: "Well... how should I put it? I felt like a domineering female CEO fell in love with me for a moment."

(End of this chapter)