Cold CEO, Hug Me

In my heart, you will always be a small child

In an instant, a huge pile of snacks filled the table.

After looking at the pile of snacks that he rarely ate, Jing Bao'er took out a bag of chips from the pile of snacks and opened it up. Then, he started to eat …

… ….

In the evening, after Jing Rong finished his work, he was already asleep.

By then, the sky outside had already darkened. The golden setting sun illuminated the entire world with a golden light, lighting up the entire city.

After buttoning up the loosened shirt, Jing Rong tiredly pinched the space between his eyebrows, and then walked straight to Jing Bao'er's side.

The girl was lying on the sofa like a kitten, sleeping soundly. There was a gentle smile on her face.

Seeing this scene, the lines at the corner of Jing Rong's mouth instantly became much gentler.

The tea table beside her was a complete mess.

All sorts of snacks that he had never eaten before were mixed together, giving Jing Rong a headache.

Helplessly shaking his head, Jing Rong quickly stuffed all the snacks she had not opened before into the bag.

After that, he organized all of her snacks and stuffed them into another bag, throwing them into the dustbin.

After Jing Rong organized everything, the tea table quickly returned to its original neat look.

After cleaning up the table, Jing Rong carefully sat down next to Jing Bao'er, bent down and gently kissed her face, then whispered into her ear. "Little thing, wake up … "Let's go home …"

When Jing Bao'er heard the sound while she was sleeping, she naturally covered her mouth and yawned. Then, she stretched lazily and slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing Jing Rong, Jing Bao'er naturally wrapped both of her hands around Jing Rong's neck. Looking at Jing Rong with sleepy eyes, she said with a smile, "Fourth Uncle, are you done? What time is it? "

"It's already past 6..." Jing Rong said.

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but kiss her on her lips …

"It's already so late. I think I've been sleeping since three in the afternoon, right?"

"Hmm …"

"Heavens, I actually slept for three hours …"

"Hmm …"

"I can really sleep …"

"Hmm …"

"I must be a pig..."

"Hmm …"

Hearing Jing Rong's response, Jing Bao'er immediately frowned in displeasure. He then squeaked towards the ticklish meat under Jing Rong's arms, and said, "Jing Rong! "You actually called me a pig …"

Being touched under the arm by Jing Bao'er, Jing Rong immediately couldn't help but laugh.

Then, he quickly gave a creak towards the ticklish flesh on Jing Bao'er's waist, and said, "That's what you said yourself … "What for?"

"Aiyo, it's itchy..."

"You little thing, you know how to itch? "It's itchy, yet you're nagging me?"

After saying that, Jing Rong once again began to tickle the flesh on her waist …

Jing Bao'er then started to roll back and forth on the sofa, laughing out loud …

"Jing Rong... You hate. Let me go... Ouch... "It's itchy. Dead …"

"Jing Rong... Hahaha... "Hahaha..."

With that much time, Jing Rong became merciful and let Jing Bao'er go …

Then, he immediately grabbed onto Jing Bao'er's hands and pressed her entire body onto Jing Bao'er's body. He asked softly, "Do you still dare to creak me, hm?"

"Aiya, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore …" Jing Bao'er panted and begged for mercy.

Seeing her cute look, Jing Rong couldn't help but bite her lips.

Then he quickly got up, stretched out his hand towards her, and said, "Let's go, we're going to eat. "After eating, I'll return home …" "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh …"

Upon hearing this, Jing Bao'er immediately sat up, and pulled Jing Rong's hand. She looked up at him, shaking his hand at the same time, and said coquettishly, "Aiya, Fourth Uncle … Tonight, she wants to eat the food you make. "I don't want to eat the food outside, I just want to eat what you made..."

What Jing Rong was most afraid of, was that Jing Bao'er would act like a spoiled child …

This was his weakness —

"Okay okay okay, what do you want to eat, huh? "I'll make it for you..."

"Um... I want to eat, Lobster. And steamed crab, hmm. And... Curry potato... " Jing Bao'er said.

"Alright."

"Fourth uncle, I've just woken up and I don't want to walk. Carry me to the door …" Jing Bao'er said in a spoiled manner.

"You little thing, I've really lost to you …"

After saying that, Jing Rong helplessly shook his head and quickly carried the girl by her waist.

The moment his body soared into the air, Jing Bao'er naturally wrapped his arms around Jing Rong's neck and stuck his face to Jing Rong's snow-white shirt. Separated by the thin layer of cloth, he could feel his aura, temperature, and even his heartbeat …

The faint aroma of peppermint water mixed with tobacco filled his heart!

"In the entire world, only my fourth uncle treats me the best …"

"..."

Walking to the door, Jing Rong carefully put Jing Bao'er down, then directly opened it …

After opening the door, Jing Bao'er tiptoed and quickly kissed Jing Rong on the cheek. She then winked at Jing Rong with her left eye, let out a electricity, and directly walked out of his office.

… ….

After buying some vegetables outside, Jing Rong brought Jing Bao'er back to the Qiantan Villa.

After the two entered, Jing Bao'er naturally walked to the front of the sofa and sat down, then turned on the TV.

Jing Rong then walked into the kitchen and started to flip through the ingredients he had bought.

The television was bored, so Jing Bao'er quickly put on her slippers and jogged into the kitchen.

At this time, Jing Rong was standing in front of the dish wash pool, holding a soft brush in his hand as he carefully washed the jumping crayfish.

He was wearing an ink-black apron, and his movements looked clean and neat.

"Fourth Uncle, do you need my help?"

Jing Bao'er leisurely walked to Jing Rong's side, looked at the crayfish in his hand and asked.

"No need, this thing is very fierce, it will hurt your hand."

"It's alright..." Jing Bao'er said.

"Be good and go play …" Jing Rong said.

"Then, how about I help you wash the potatoes?" Jing Bao'er asked.

"No need, go play on the side …" I'm fine by myself. "

Although Jing Rong said it like that, Jing Bao'er still picked up the two potatoes sensibly and walked to the other sink. She turned on the tap and carefully washed it.

After washing the potatoes, Jing Bao'er picked up the peeler, squatting beside the dustbin and carefully peeling the potatoes.

"Be careful, you might get hurt …" Jing Rong had a face full of concern.

The concern on his face was in Jing Bao'er's eyes, and was deep in his heart ….

"I know, I'm not a child."

"You are a child … In my eyes, you will always be a small child … "

With that sentence, it had warmed up once again, Jing Bao'er's heart.