Cold CEO, Hug Me

After getting up, Jing Bao'er turned around to look at the ground, only to realize that she had just sat on a small mirror, and what had stuck onto him was exactly a shard of the mirror.

At this moment, the small mirror was already shattered into pieces, and on the broken pieces of the glass, there was only blood.

"No, I'll go with you." Gu Yubai insisted.

"It's fine if you say it, but why bother saying anything? Just stay here and report to the underworld. Alright, I'll be going now."

Jing Bao'er rolled her eyes at Gu Yubai as she walked out with a limp.

Down the stairs, he found a corner with no one around, Jing Bao'er reached into her skirt and pulled out the piece of meat that was stuck into it, then dialed Jing Rong's number.

"Fourth Uncle... While I was drawing the tabloid, I fell off the ladder and fell on a mirror.

"I'll come and find you right away."

At the same time, in the conference room of Jingshi Group, a group of executives was staring at Jing Rong who was seated in the main seat answering the call.

After hanging up, Jing Rong quickly stood up and donned his suit, then said to everyone: "The meeting is canceled, we'll continue tomorrow."

Everyone was flabbergasted as they looked at each other.

What happened to Rong Sishao who was always serious about his work? Such an important meeting, he would cancel it just like that. In the past, he would never do such a thing.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Jing Rong calmly took his phone and walked out of the conference room.

… ….

When Jing Rong drove the car to the entrance of the first high school, a large piece of fiery cloud was hanging in the western sky. The entire world was illuminated and dyed red.

As for the girl, she stood alone in the autumn wind, shivering from the cold.

Seeing that, Jing Rong immediately frowned.

Pushing open the door, he quickly walked up to her and draped his jacket over her.

During the whole process, his movements were clean and neat.

With his warm jacket draped over his shoulders, Jing Bao'er immediately felt that he wasn't as cold as before.

"Fourth Uncle, why did you just arrive?"

"Blockbuster, are you f * cking okay?"

"Not good, it hurts. I can't even walk."

"I'll take you to the hospital." Looking at the stain of blood on her big leg, Jing Rong picked her up horizontally, turned around and walked towards the carriage.

Being carried like this, in Jing Bao'er's heart, she immediately brought up the laryngeal eye.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her face against his chest, greedily breathing in the mingled scent of peppermint water and tobacco.

This taste, she really liked it too much!

Walking to the back of the carriage, Jing Rong stopped and put Jing Bao'er down. He opened the door and said softly, "Get on, get down."

"Carry me up." After Jing Bao'er heard this, she immediately grabbed his arm and acted coquettishly.

"Jing Bao'er, don't push me too far, kick your nose and face. Just lift your feet and you will immediately be on the ground." he ordered.

The moment he said that, Jing Bao'er gave him a huge albopictus, and directly got into the car, his entire body leaning on the back of the car.

Inside, it was warm, in stark contrast to the cold outside.

After she laid down, Jing Rong immediately started the car.

"Aiyo, it really hurts, I really don't know what kind of idiot would throw the mirror on the ground …!" Jing Bao'er grumbled.

"You're not stupid, you run a tabloid and fall off a ladder? You really can't let me relax. "

"..."

… ….

After going to the hospital to tend to his wounds, Jing Rong brought Jing Bao'er back to Qiantan Villa.

After entering the house, Jing Bao'er took off her shoes, wore slippers, limped in front of the sofa, and sat down.

"Aiyo …" The moment he sat down, he immediately sat on his own wound, and it was so painful that Jing Bao'er immediately jumped up.

F * ck, I forgot, I forgot, her ass was injured, I can only lie on the ground, I can't sit here.

Seeing that, Jing Rong shook his head helplessly, and then walked to her side and sat down.

Jing Bao'er frowned, she touched her own painful wound, and then, she laid down beside Jing Rong, and placed her head on Jing Rong's thigh.

"Thank you, Fourth Uncle. Take me to the hospital."

"No need." He coldly removed her head and then moved to the side, keeping her at a distance.

Really acting!

"What's for dinner?" Jing Rong asked.

"I'll eat you, you'll eat me." Jing Bao'er slightly adjusted his posture, and placed a pillow under his chin, then looked at Jing Rong and blinked his eyes.

Hearing that, Jing Rong's face immediately darkened, "Jing Bao'er, how many times have I told you? I'm your fourth uncle, don't be so f * cking shameless with me all the time."

"Pretend!" Continue pretending! "

"If you keep up with me, I'll throw you out."

Hearing his warning, Jing Bao'er immediately shut his mouth.

"What do you want to eat? "Hurry up and say it." he asked.

"KFC."

"No nutrition, no way."

"McDonald's."

"Jing Bao'er, you …"

"Aiya, Fourth Uncle, I just want to eat the hamburger and fried chicken chips. You can buy them for me." Jing Bao'er moved her body fearlessly, approaching Jing Rong once again, holding his hand and acting like a spoiled child.

"..."

This little girl! It really was his ancestor!

After looking at her deeply, Jing Rong took out his phone and dialed the number of his follower Ye Ming, "Ye Ming, go to the KFC and buy two plates of hamburger, one plate of fries, and then buy a colorful family bucket for me. I am in Qiantan Villa. "

"Yes!" Fourth Young Master! "

After hearing the reply, Jing Rong pressed hung up.

"Long live Fourth Uncle!"

"Fourth Uncle, I love you!"

"Fourth Uncle, I

love

"You!"

Seeing that Jing Rong had hung up, Jing Bao'er slid off the sofa with much difficulty and stood in front of Jing Rong, bending over to kiss his face.

"Jing Bao'er..." He scolded in a low voice, her brows locked into a frown.

Jing Bao'er did not say anything, but after making a grimace, she continued to lie by his side.

Jing Rong was not prepared to pay attention to her at all as he lowered his head and continued to play with his phone.

"Playing on the phone every day and playing on the phone every day, how boring."

"..."

Jing Rong turned a deaf ear and continued to stay silent.

"Fourth Uncle, look. The moonlight is so beautiful tonight. Let's just play on the cell phone in the living room. Isn't it a bit of a waste for us to have such beautiful scenery this morning?"

"Jing Bao'er, one more word from you and I will throw you out."

"..."

Hearing this, Jing Bao'er immediately became silent, and then quietly took out his phone from her bag, as she quietly played with it to ease her excitement.

Jing Rong was just a block of wood, a huge block of ice!

But even if he sat there like an ice cube, like a log, he could still take her soul away at any moment.

Monster!

This sort of forbidden man was simply a monstrous genius!