Cold CEO, Hug Me

"I know …" Jing Rong said again.

Hearing Jing Rong's words, Jing Bao'er's worries disappeared bit by bit.

Yes, I know. It was good that he knew!

sort of, sort of. Be measured, huh!

"What would you like to eat in the morning, eh?" Jing Rong asked indifferently.

"You want noodles, the seafood noodles you cook, and then you want to drink strawberry milk."

"Alright."

"Also, I want to eat some cold mixed vegetables."

"Alright, I'll make all of them for you."

Hearing that, Jing Bao'er immediately smiled happily, "Hehe, thank you Fourth Uncle, my Fourth Uncle, truly is the best man in the world … …"

"Little girl, you lie down for a while. I'll go wash up first, then I'll go down and prepare breakfast for you. I'll come down twenty minutes later, hmm?" Jing Rong said.

Jing Bao'er heard and immediately nodded obediently.

In the morning, she was as obedient as a little white rabbit.

Seeing her cute sleepy eyes, Jing Rong immediately kissed her on her forehead.

Then, he nimbly got off the bed, pulled the towel off the bedside table, wrapped it around his waist, and went into the bathroom in his slippers.

Soon, the sound of flowing water could be heard from the bathroom.

Jing Bao'er carefully stretched lazily before turning her body to the side and burying herself under the blanket, closing her eyes to rest.

Inside the quilt, there was his scent, the faint smell of mint mixed with tobacco.

This smell was very pleasing to the body and mind.

This was Jing Bao'er's favorite smell.

Really comfortable.

"Fourth Uncle, Fourth Uncle, Fourth Uncle … Jing Rong, Jing Rong, Jing Rong... " Jing Bao'er closed his eyes and muttered to himself …

Because she deeply loved him, even if it was only this, calling him to herself would cause her heart to surge with emotions.

Closing his eyes, Jing Bao'er's mind was filled with thoughts of what happened last night with the two of them.

Those beautiful and exciting scenes made her feel as if her heart had been struck by a deer!

Jing Rong finished washing up, and after changing his clothes, he left the room.

Not long after Jing Rong went downstairs, Jing Bao'er supported himself with his aching body and slowly got up. Then, he sat down on the bedside, locked his cell phone's screen, and browsed through Weibo.

In the Weibo, Lan Lan was still the hottest topic.

He changed the topic, looking at the people inside, Jing Bao'er's praise for him made him extremely happy and proud.

Amidst the praise, Jing Bao'er saw an extremely vicious sentence — —

The netizen looked at the flower in confusion and said, "Hmph …" What oxygen beauties, pure beauties? I say, this is a green tea bitch, a slut. What do you think, with this woman, not only is she average in looks, but she's also just a passerby. How did she get the Monte's jewellery? He must have slept with the CEO of the Meng, Meng Yaodong. Meng Yaodong, tsk, tsk, tsk.

This message was truly sour, extremely harsh, and disgusting.

Seeing the string of densely packed words, Jing Bao'er's face instantly darkened.

"Damn it, seeing flowers in the mist, what the f * ck are you …" Jing Bao'er frowned, then clicked on the comment under her Weibo …

Most of the more than one hundred comments were about her.

Some called her dark. Others greeted her family.

Looking at the myriad of responses made by the scolding people, Jing Bao'er felt like her anger had been relieved.

After looking through the comments from the netizens, Jing Bao'er replied on her Weibo, "Tch, seeing that everyone was scolding you, I feel relieved. You're the slut, the slut, the slut, your entire family, the slut … M-M-P-D, looking at flowers in the mist, I will remember you! "

After typing out a string of words, scolding until his mood was completely at ease, only then did Jing Bao'er ignore the comments of others …

Seeing so many comments, Jing Bao'er was happy.

was very unhappy and angry when he saw the bad comment.

In short, when others were praising Lan Lan, she felt that she would be as happy as if others were praising her.

But when others were slandering Lan Lan and cursing him, she also felt that she was cursing her, slandering her with grief, sadness, and anger!

After looking at the topic for a while, Jing Bao'er started to look at other topics again.

Seeing that it was almost time, Jing Bao'er locked her phone, gently rubbed her sore waist, got off the bed, and put on her slippers before entering the bathroom.

After swiftly finishing the Fourth Uncle's work, he changed into a clean school uniform and put on a simple high ponytail. Carrying his schoolbag, Jing Bao'er directly went downstairs.

Downstairs, the bright sunlight shone through the French windows and covered the entire living room.

In such a large space, the sunlight shone brightly and brilliantly.

In the air, there was a strong smell of seafood. This smell made Jing Bao'er's heart warm.

To her, the Jing Clan's mansion was just a house, a simple house.

But to her, the Qiantan Villa was her home, a warm home.

Following the smell, Jing Bao'er leisurely blew her whistle. Then, she directly walked to the kitchen door and pushed it open.

In the kitchen, Jing Rong who wore a white shirt, black pants and black apron stood in front of the stove and was seriously cooking noodles.

As mist swirled around him, his profile appeared exceptionally gentle and attractive.

The brilliant sunlight jumped from his hair to his fingers, illuminating his entire person.

Walking behind Jing Rong, he took a glance at the various seafood dishes in the pot, then opened up his arms and wrapped them around Jing Rong's waist.

"Ugh …" It smells so good, and I can also eat the perfect and fragrant seafood noodles that my Fourth Uncle cooked for me. Hmm … Every morning, when I opened my eyes, I would be able to see my fourth uncle's handsome face. Every day before I went to school, I would also be able to eat my fourth uncle's delicious breakfast that he personally made for me … Fourth Uncle, why do you think I'm so lucky to be able to meet you in this life … "To be doted on by you..." Jing Bao'er said.

Jing Bao'er's little mouth was so sweet that if people were praised, they would really praise others.

Hearing Jing Bao'er's words, Jing Rong's lips curled up into a gentle smile.

In this world, the only person who could easily make Jing Rong laugh was her, Jing Bao'er.

"You little thing, your mouth, every day, is just like honey. All day and all night long, they will always flatter each other. " Jing Rong said gently.

"What …" What I said was the truth, okay? It's my true thoughts. I'll just say what I think. " Jing Bao'er said.