Cold CEO, Hug Me

Jing Rong walked to stand in front of her, looking down at her with his cold expression.

The girl in front of him was wearing only a white silk nightdress with a slick white skin. Under the lighting, her skin was as smooth as snow.

"Get back to sleep." he ordered coldly.

Jing Bao'er turned a deaf ear and used both hands to wrap around his waist, "I just missed you, I want to talk to you."

"Jing Bao'er, it's very late, you're not going to school tomorrow, right?"

"It's Saturday tomorrow. Fourth Uncle, are you crazy?" Jing Bao'er ignored his coldness and continued to hug her tightly.

She held her in this way, her head always accidentally brushing against some private part of him.

The intermittent rubbing sensation reminded him of the scene in the deep pit.

Dull!

His body was extremely dry, he took a deep breath and pushed Jing Bao'er away.

Jing Bao'er fell onto the bed as she lost her balance.

F * ck!

Damn it! Thick!

"Why are you so rough!" Jing Bao'er moved her wrist that was in pain, shakily sat up and asked Jing Rong.

"If you don't go back and sleep, do you believe that I will throw you out?"

After Jing Rong finished speaking, he sat on the bed and began to remove his tie.

Jing Bao'er clenched her teeth, directly riding on Jing Rong's thigh, with her hands on's neck, pressing him down on the bed.

Damn it...!

I'll make you look like you're dragging something everyday!

Under pressure! It was a lack of pressure!

"I won't go out, I won't go out. I want you to chat with me."

Jing Bao'er said as she laid on top of him and continued to wrap her arms around his neck.

Separated by the intimate contact of the cloth, Jing Rong's brain once again exploded with a "boom" sound.

The fragrance unique to young girls lingered at the tip of his nose, causing his blood to boil.

Shit!

With a swift turn of his body, he pressed her down under him, his hands tightly holding on to her soft and smooth shoulders — —

"Jing Bao'er! "Don't challenge my endurance again and again!"

He's a man!

He was a normal man! He was not some weakling!

However, Jing Bao'er took the opportunity to wrap her legs around his waist, she lightly raised her chin, and blinked her left eye at him, "If you can't endure, then we can't. No one is forcing you to be patient. "

"F * ck!" He cursed under his breath, and the hand on her shoulder grew stronger.

Between the two inseparable bodies, the warmth and darkness grew crazily.

The posture of a man and a woman, whose heartstrings had been struck.

The temperature in the room seemed to rise bit by bit.

"If you continue like this, I'll kill you!" He cursed under his breath.

The sound of steady, light footsteps came from outside the door.

Their nerves instantly tensed up.

"Dong, dong, dong ~ ~ ~"

Someone knocked on the door.

Jing Bao'er wanted to speak, but her mouth was tightly covered by Jing Rong.

In the middle of the night, if someone bumped into the two of them in the same room, it would be f * cking awkward!

Jing Rong maintained his original position, pressing Jing Bao'er down, covering her mouth, she looked at the door vigilantly, and asked: "Who is it …?"

"Number four, it's me."

Old Master Jing!

The loud voice shocked Jing Bao'er completely.

The door was not locked!

At this time, if Old Master Jing pushed open the door and saw the two of them in the same room in the middle of the night, would he be okay?

F * ck!

"Got it. Wait, I'm going to put on my clothes." Jing Rong calmly replied, and then, he quickly picked up Jing Bao'er and carried him into the wardrobe.

After that, he tidied up his shirt and looked around the room. When he found nothing out of the ordinary, he opened the door.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

Old Master Jing glanced at Jing Rong and entered the room.

Sitting on the bed, Old Master Jing said, "I came to ask you about Black Hawk Island's situation."

"The situation over there is normal." Jing Rong said.

Old Master Jing nodded, "En, that's good."

"In another year and a half, His Excellency President's term will come to an end. As his ideal successor, you have to perform well at this critical juncture. You understand?"

Jing Rong nodded, "I understand."

"Mm, alright, it's getting late. You should rest."

"Alright."

After Old Master Jing finished speaking, he glanced at Jing Rong, got up, and left the room.

He didn't know why, but he felt that there was something wrong with Jing Rong tonight.

However, he couldn't tell what was wrong!

In short, something was wrong!

After Old Master Jing left, Jing Bao'er pushed open the wardrobe and complained, "It suffocated me.

Jing Rong walked in front of the wardrobe and looked at her pitiful appearance that was curled up in the corner. His expression softened a little, "If you know enough, why haven't you come out yet?"

"My legs are cramping. I can't move, carry me out."

Actually, her feet weren't cramping, but she was completely fine.

She was just being pretentious.

Without saying a word, Jing Rong picked her up from the closet and threw her on the bed.

Jing Bao'er sat on the side of the bed. As she moved her ankle, she looked at Jing Rong and asked shamelessly, "Fourth Uncle, I want to ask you a question."

"If you have something to say, then fart."

"If just now, without grandfather's sudden interruption, what would have happened to you? What will happen to us now? " she asked.

The tone was melodramatic and doubtful.

"You will be thrown out of the window by me! Go back and sleep! " He spoke coldly.

"No strength!"

Jing Bao'er glared at him, and then slowly got off the bed and went out.

After Jing Bao'er left, Jing Rong walked to the gigantic french window alone.

He lit up a cigarette and started smoking.

As the smoke lingered, the word "Chuan" between his brows became increasingly clear and profound.

If it hadn't been for the old tutor's interference, what would have happened to him?

He didn't know.

Chaos!

His heart was in chaos!

He was her fourth uncle!

… ….

The next day, when Jing Bao'er walked out of her room in the morning, she coincidentally met Jing Rong as she opened the door and walked out.

Seeing Jing Rong, she immediately jumped forward to greet him, "Fourth Uncle, good morning."

"Yes." He replied indifferently and seriously.

"Fourth Uncle, is something the matter today?" If there's nothing else, why don't you come with me to buy some clothes? "

"I'm busy..." He cherished his words as if they were gold. After he finished speaking, he leisurely walked down the stairs.

"..." Jing Bao'er helplessly sighed, and followed after him as they walked down the stairs.

In the dining hall downstairs, Jing Aotian and Song Limei were already seated and eating. Jing Aotian sat at the seat of honor with a face full of indifference and authority.

Song Limei sat beside him with her head lowered, reading a magazine.

Jing Rong and Jing Bao'er walked in one after the other. After greeting the two of them, they sat down and began to eat quietly.

"Fourth, last time, that girl you were talking about, which family's girl is she from? If she has a good background, then bring her back for me to see. You're no longer young, so you should be settled now." Old Master Jing, who had his head lowered as he ate breakfast, suddenly said.

When Jing Rong heard this, he was stunned. Previously, in order to cover for Jing Bao'er the matter of her spoiling the blind date, he said in front of the old man and Song Limei that the one who destroyed the blind date was his daughter.

He'd thought that this matter would be over once it was over. He hadn't thought that the lordmaster would actually bring it up again today.