Cold CEO, Hug Me

There was no expected response.

Jing Rong only frowned slightly, and then with a flip, he pressed Jing Bao'er down, "Stop messing around, be more obedient …"

"I'm afraid that you might be suffocated..." Jing Bao'er said.

"Stop messing around..."

With that, he neatly got up and sat on the side.

He felt his body heat up after being teased like this by the little girl.

Pulling open the buttons of his shirt, he lit a cigarette and slowly smoked.

He needed the help of Nicholas to extinguish the fire that was covering his body.

"You really don't want it?" Jing Bao'er slowly stood up, raised her head and looked at Jing Rong, pouting her small mouth, and asked.

"No …." The man's attitude was firm and resolute.

"Are you really going to endure until my body completely recovers?"

"Endure until you can do it …"

"I can't hold you in..."

"I didn't do it in the first 27 years, and I didn't suffocate to death."

"That's not the same. In the past, the reason why I didn't suffocate to death was because I had never tasted such a wonderful sensation. I would never have thought that. Now that I've tasted such a wonderful sensation, I will think about it." Jing Bao'er said.

"Don't even think about it. Nothing is as important as your body."

His words caused her heart to feel warm.

Nothing is as important as her body!

Warm!

It was warm!

"Solving it with my mouth, and not hurting my body at all..."

"No, you can't be tired now."

He was still firm.

Even though his heart was itching to die, he didn't waver in the slightest at all at this moment.

Nothing was more important than her body.

She was someone that Jing Rong placed at the tip of his heart.

"I'm not that delicate …" Jing Bao'er said.

"Shut up..."

Seeing that Jing Rong's attitude was simply too resolute, Jing Bao'er did not say anymore.

She truly admired Jing Rong's endurance.

"Fourth uncle, I really admire your endurance …"

"..."

The man didn't say anything. He just quietly smoked his cigarette.

After a puff of smoke, the originally hard and unbearable ground softened.

The unbearable fire had also gone out.

"Before your body is fully recovered, if you dare to seduce me again, be careful of me …"

"Be careful of what?" Jing Bao'er smiled as she asked Jing Rong.

"Be careful that I don't throw you out!"

"Tsk, you're willing?" Jing Bao'er continued to look at Jing Rong with a beaming smile.

"What is there to be reluctant about?"

"Tsk, you're the one that's reluctant to part with it. You've already said it before, you can't leave without me …"

"..."

Jing Rong did not speak anymore.

Alright, there was nothing wrong with what she said. He really couldn't bear to part with her. He really couldn't do without her.

Jing Rong did not dare think about what would happen to him if he did not have Jing Bao'er in his life one day.

Only when Jing Bao'er was around, would his world be colored in color.

"Fourth Uncle, I want to drink some iced fruit juice … "It's been a long time since I've had a drink..."

With that, Jing Bao'er used her elbow to rub against Jing Rong's arm.

"What did you say?" The man's expression instantly turned grim …

"Aiya, Tian'er, it's so hot, I want to drink ice. I've been injured, and I haven't drunk any since …"

"Your body hasn't recovered yet, no way!" The man was adamant that no one should reject him.

"But I really want to drink the ice-cold watermelon juice, pomegranate juice, orange juice..."

"No!"

It was related to her body, so he would absolutely not be sloppy.

"Aiya, Fourth Uncle, I'm begging you …"

"There's no use begging me..."

"Fourth uncle …" Jing Bao'er continued to act coquettishly.

"Don't act coquettishly with me, I said no no no …"

There was no way to discuss this matter.

"Fourth Uncle... Just drink a few mouthfuls, okay? "

"This is bad..."

With that, the man opened the iPad and began to read the financial news.

"You're so annoying!" Jing Bao'er complained unhappily.

"..."

Jing Rong did not move at all.

"Ding dong..." "Ding dong..."

"Ding dong..." "Ding dong..."

The Door ringtone interrupted the two of them.

Jing Rong immediately put down the iPad in his hand, got up and walked to the door.

On the other hand, Jing Bao'er unwillingly picked up Jing Rong's iPad and sat cross-legged, opening up the news app as she watched the entertainment news.

Today's entertainment page's headline was Lan Lan's street photo news.

The title was — The most popular newcomer in the entertainment circle, Lan Lan's Pure Street Shot.

Opening the street to take pictures, Jing Bao'er began to admire them.

The Lan Lan in the photo was wearing a simple, long, white shirt, a dark blue denim skirt, and a pair of white shoes.

It had been a few days since he last saw Lan Lan, and now, looking at her street photos, Jing Bao'er really missed her a little.

"Number four, did you guys eat breakfast?"

"Yes, I have …"

Hearing the conversation between Song Limei and Song Limei, Jing Bao'er's smile immediately disappeared.

Looking towards the direction of the voice, Jing Bao'er saw Jing Rong carrying a beautiful white thermos into the kitchen.

Song Limei, holding a red Herm s in her hand, smiled as she walked towards her.

"Why are you here again?" Chicken soup again? "So annoying, why do you always send me here every few days..." Jing Bao'er had a cold expression as he complained.

Song Limei smiled as she walked to Jing Bao'er's side and sat down. She held Jing Bao'er's hand and said, "Because I want you to properly heal my body …."

"I said I don't need your help to heal my body …" With that said, Jing Bao'er quickly retracted his hand that was tightly held by Song Limei.

Jing Bao'er's cold and detached attitude caused the smile on the corners of Song Limei's mouth to freeze for a second.

Taking a deep breath, Song Limei acted as if nothing had happened and continued to laugh, looking at Jing Bao'er and not saying a word.

"The chicken soup has been delivered, can you leave now?" Jing Bao'er said again.

"I have something to tell Fourth, I'll leave later …"

"Oh... You. It doesn't hurt anymore, right? " Jing Bao'er asked with a cold expression.

Although his face was cold, his words weren't cold at all.

This simple greeting warmed Song Limei's heart.

"Mn, alright... It doesn't hurt anymore. "

"Oh."

Jing Bao'er did not speak anymore, she only continued to lower her head and concentrate on watching Lan Lan walk on the street.

"Is this your best friend, Lan Lan? This girl is so beautiful. She will definitely have a bright future ahead of her. " Song Limei said with a smile.

"..."

Jing Bao'er did not reply her, she only continued to flip through the streets taking pictures.

Every one of them was so beautiful.

Jing Bao'er was in an extremely good mood.

After she finished looking at the photo, she clicked on the comment out of habit.

The Comment area, as expected, was full of praise.

"Bao`er, come. The chicken soup is drunk …"

Jing Rong said as he placed a bowl of chicken soup in front of Jing Bao'er.

After he finished speaking, Jing Rong naturally sat down beside Jing Bao'er.

"I don't want to drink it..." Jing Bao'er said again, "I ate too much this morning …"

"Just one bowl is enough. Sister-in-law personally made this for you." Jing Rong said.

"I don't want to drink it..." Jing Bao'er said with a cold face and furrowed brows.