Addicted to You: The CEO's Wife

Ling is still puckering her lips. For a while, she doesn't know how to answer. She can only open a box of rice and start to eat.

Yi Jin's vision is set to fall on Ling's body again and again, leaving her by her side, as if gradually becoming a kind of impossibility.

Don't want to let her leave, just think, how, she will really be willing to stay with him.

Once upon a time, even having lunch became his expectation. He could eat together with her like this, even if it was quiet sometimes, it would make him feel happy.

Now think about it, maybe at the beginning, when he was "ah Jin", it was his happiest day. At least at that time, she would talk and laugh with him, treat him as an ordinary person, help him dry his hair, and call him "ah Jin" over and over again.

Ah Jin... Ah Jin...

she knows how much he wants to hear her shouting at him like this, as if he is shouting at her most important family.

When Ling still finished eating and looked up, he looked straight at Yi Jin.

He was looking at her, and the box of rice in his hand had not yet started. That is to say, he looked at her from the beginning to the end when she was eating?

Thinking of this possibility, Ling's face suddenly turned red, then quickly stood up and said, "I... I'll go back first."

As she spoke, she bent down to pick up the box she had eaten on the tea table.

His hand suddenly pressed on the back of her hand, and then he slightly raised his chin, his eyes fixed staring at her, "sister, do you want to call me 'ah Jin'?"

The whisper is like begging.

Her body froze for a while, and her throat seemed to be very hot all of a sudden. "Why do you... Suddenly for no reason..."

"call me" ah Jin ". Now I want to hear you call me" ah Jin " He said.

She pursed her red lips, but did not speak as he wished.

His face is a little closer to her face. "Can't you call it one?"

She suddenly felt that the tip of her nose was full of his breath. Seeing that his lips were about to be pasted on her lips, she was in a hurry and called the doctor "a Jin!"

His lips stopped just a short distance from hers, and then he smiled, "that's beautiful."

She just felt like her face was a little bit hotter.

When he let go of her hand, she almost ran away from the president's office.

In the office, Yi Jin looked down at the hand that had touched the back of her hand just now. In the palm of her hand, it seemed that there was still her temperature.

For a long time, he slowly closed his hand, as if to hold the temperature firmly.

In the evening, when Ling was about to leave after finishing the restaurant, Zhuo qianyun handed Ling a sign language book. "This is a sign language book. If you really want to learn sign language, you can have a look."