Cold CEO, Hug Me

I don't have the strength to refute it.

This time, Jing Rong thoroughly showed him how terrifying a man who had been banned from bathing for a few days was …

In short, this time, three of them had been killed in a row!

After he finished, Jing Bao'er was as tired as a dog.

As for Jing Rong, he was still calm and composed, sitting beside her and simply cleaning himself up.

Jing Bao'er was still gasping for breath, and on her face, there was still the lingering love bath.

"Terrifying! It's even scarier than electric! " Jing Bao'er turned his body, pulled up her quilt to cover his naked body, and looked at him as she complained.

He lowered his head and elegantly lit a cigarette. He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled and said, "When you begged me to go deeper, you didn't have that kind of expression …"

Jing Bao'er realized that this Jing Rong, was more and more cunning.

A simple sentence actually made her unable to refute it.

"Alright, you win!" Jing Bao'er pouted.

Looking at her blushing face, Jing Rong felt that all the fatigue in his body had disappeared.

"Fourth Uncle, didn't we say that it would take ten days to half a month for you to return? Why did you come back in six days?" Is it because I'm not here and the next half is lonely? " Jing Bao'er began to speak in a yellow tone again.

Jing Rong took another drag of his cigarette, and said, "Speaking up, you really do owe me more and more."

"Heh …" Jing Bao'er's eyes revealed a smile.

All of a sudden, she became serious again, tightly clasping her fingers with his other hand as she asked, "Fourth Uncle, are you very tired these past six days in outer child?"

Jing Rong nodded, "Mn, I'm very tired."

"Did the mission go smoothly?" Jing Bao'er asked.

Jing Rong nodded his head, "Yes, that batch of firearms has already been successfully intercepted by us and placed in the warehouse at the base of the Black Hawk organization. The President said that that batch of weapons belongs to us, the criminal evidence of the Black Hand Gang and the boss of the Black Hand Gang, Master Liu.

The entire process of Jing Rong's speech was very light, but Jing Bao'er was still trembling in fear.

She knew how difficult and dangerous it was for him to lead people to complete these missions.

Jing Bao'er once again, respected this man beside him in her heart!

"Who are those who went with you?" Jing Bao'er asked.

"Ye Ming, Er Jiang, and their subordinate Soul Devourer and Blood-Thirsty Squad." Jing Rong answered truthfully.

"Is everyone alright?" Jing Bao'er asked.

This group of men who accompanied Jing Rong in bloody battles, every one of them was worthy of respect!

"It's nothing serious, Ye Ming was shot in the arm, the others, they are all fine." Jing Rong said.

"Mm, that's good. Jing Bao'er said.

As long as everything was fine, it would be fine.

Now, the day wasn't as long as it was in summer. It was only a little after five, and it was already dark outside.

Reaching out to turn on the lamp, Jing Bao'er looked at Jing Rong and asked, "Fourth Uncle, are we going to go from white to black this time? "Terrifying, terrifying!"

Jing Rong silently stood up, got off the bed with the naked body, and threw the cigarette in his hand out the window.

"It's almost time for dinner. I'll be going back to my room soon." With that said, Jing Rong sneaked back to his own room from the balcony.

This feeling of secretly letting Chen Cang down... It made Jing Bao'er feel very excited!

… ….

During dinner time, the Jing family sat in the kitchen in silence as they ate.

Because Jing Rong was back, Song Limei specially cooked a big table of food today to welcome him.

As Jing Bao'er ate, she looked at the cold and reserved Jing Rong who was in front of him, and smiled.

Just a moment ago, he was lying on the bed with a domineering look, like he couldn't endure the hunger. But now, this bastard had put on another face that forbade bathing.

Damn, it looked really cold!

Such indifference!

"Little Uncle, did you bring anything for me and You Ran when you went to inspect overseas branches?" Duan Qianrong asked.

"Nope." Jing Rong still cherished his words like gold, cold and aloof.

Duan Qianrong's face was instantly filled with disappointment.

"Little Uncle, you actually didn't bring any presents for us. I don't love you anymore!" Leng Youran complained.

After Jing Bao'er heard this, she couldn't help but look at Leng Youran!

Motherf * cker! Do I need your love, Leng Youran, for my man?

F * ck! These two vases were filled with gifts and entertainment every day.

Jing Rong didn't say a word, nor did he respond. He only lowered his head and quietly ate his meal.

"You're still a child huh? All you know is gifts every day." Jing Aotian opened his mouth.

"That's not what I meant. My Little Uncle is going abroad, you should bring me some gifts too. Other family's elders will bring things to the juniors even when they leave the country." Duan Qianrong said.

Jing Bao'er could not hold it in anymore.

"Other people's juniors usually buy things for their elders. Why haven't I seen you two buy anything for my fourth uncle?" Jing Bao'er said.

"We also haven't seen you buy anything for my Little Uncle, you're still talking about us!" Leng Youran glared at Jing Bao'er with a guilty look.

"Heh... "That's why I know my own limits and have never cared if my fourth uncle asked for a present." Jing Bao'er said again.

With a single sentence, Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran, these two cousins, were rendered speechless!

"Jing Bao'er, you …" Leng Youran was so angry that her face was flushed.

"Alright, alright, everyone eat quietly for me! One by one, they became more and more untutored! "If you're going to nag again, all of you get the hell out and run around the courtyard!" Old Master Jing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly opened his mouth.

Jing Aotian, with these words —

The entire world instantly fell silent.

Jing Bao'er shut her mouth.

Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran also shut their mouths.

… ….

After dinner, when Jing Aotian left, the others also stood up and prepared to leave.

Jing Bao'er also prepared to leave.

However, Song Limei suddenly pulled her back, "Bao'er, stay in the dining hall and help me clean up the dishes."

Jing Bao'er knew that Song Limei had something to say to him.

Smart as her.

She knew Song Limei wanted to say something.

After everyone had left, Jing Bao'er sat down, crossed her legs, and looked at Song Limei who was standing beside him. Her eyes were filled with estrangement.

"If, what you want to say is, you want me to be patient, and not always gobble up Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran, then, you don't need to say anymore, I have my own plans." Jing Bao'er said.

Song Limei helplessly let out a long sigh, then sat beside Jing Bao'er with both of her hands tightly holding onto Jing Bao'er's hands, and said, "Bao'er, the two of them are related to the old man by blood. The old man favors the two of them, if you can avoid provoking them, you can try your best to avoid provoking them."

"Alright, I know, you're long-winded!"

Jing Bao'er's face immediately darkened.

With that, she shook off Song Limei's hand and walked out.

Since a young age, it had always been this way. This Ms. Song had really never changed.

Always telling her to keep her tail between her legs! Even if he was bullied, he had to endure it!

… ….

Returning back to his room, Jing Bao'er found Jing Rong sitting in front of his desk.

However, his face was extremely gloomy.