Cold President, Hug Me

"In fact, many times I wanted to show my father our relationship. Several times, when he questioned us, I wanted to admit it directly, but I put up with it..."

"Because I don't want to make trouble before we tell the world about our relationship. I'm afraid that after I tell the old man about our relationship, the old man will do something bad for you."

Jingrong's words are like a bucket of warm water, which makes Jingbao feel warm in her heart.

This man, no matter what kind of time, always put her in the first place, when considering problems, always consider only her.

"Fourth uncle, I'm very moved by what you said to me. I understand what you think now, but you really can't go home to say it." Jingbaoer road.

"What can't be said? You're afraid that everything that the old man will let his sister-in-law stick to will turn into nothing after we say it?"

Jing Baoer nodded -

"on the one hand, and on the other hand, I don't want to make a fuss. We'd better not make a fuss before we announce everything to the public..." Jingbaoer road.

"In fact, what you thought was really a little wrong. If you told your grandfather in advance, it would be unnecessary for us, eh?" Jing bao'er said again.

"But I want to prove to my sister-in-law that I'm serious about you, and I want to prove to you that I..."

Before Jing Rong's words were finished, Jing bao'er started to kiss his lips, blocking all his words.

After a deep kiss, Jing bao'er slowly left his lips and said softly, "if you want to prove something to my mother, you just have a private chat with her. There's no need to make such a big noise. Besides, I don't need you to prove anything here, because I believe you, not the kind of person my mother said..."

"Honey, do you really believe me?" Jing Rong asked.

Jing bao'er nodded, "fourth uncle, I really believe you. No matter when I come, I believe you. Even if people all over the world don't believe you, I will believe you too..."

When Jing Rong heard the speech, he immediately extended his long arm and took Jing bao'er into his arms.

"Come on, let's go home..." Jingrong road.

Hearing the speech, Jing bao'er immediately pushed away Jing Rong and said, "after going home, I can only talk to my mother privately. I'm not allowed to talk to my grandfather. I don't want to make trouble."

Jing Rong's eyebrows frowned. After seeing Jing bao'er for a while, he finally nodded.

When Jing bao'er saw this, she wiped her tears and then laughed with satisfaction.

Looking at the girl's swollen face, the bright smile and Jing Rong's heart began to ache.

"Come on, I'll buy you some ointment first, and then I'll go home..." Jingrong road.

Jing Baoer nodded, picked up the sunglasses mask on the tea table, put it on, and left the office with Jing Rong.

……

After they walked out of Jing's building, they went up to Jing Rong's black Mercedes Benz g63

After getting on the bus, Jing bao'er's mood also eased a little.

Fasten your seat belt quickly, and Jing bao'er takes off his sunglasses and mask, and then looks out into the scenery.

Jingrong takes a look at jingbao'er, caresses her face, then quickly turns the car around and rushes into the traffic.

Then Jing Rong quickly took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth. Then he took out a lighter and lit it neatly.

Then he put the lighter into his pocket, smoked slowly with one hand, and operated the steering wheel with the other.

Among the smog, the handsome faces of men are stained with indescribable gloom.

Jingbao'er knows that Jingrong is upset and angry now -

jingbao'er knows Jingrong's mood now.

"Fourth uncle, still angry?"

“……”

Men are silent.

However, looking at the gloomy expression on his face, jingbao'er knew that he was really angry.

In the car, the air condenses into frost.

Two minutes later, at the door of a drugstore, Jingrong's black Benz g63 stopped steadily.

Then, Jing Rong frowned, held a cigarette in his mouth, opened the door and got off quickly.

After getting out of the car, he walked toward the drugstore with long legs.

In front of the dustbin at the door of the drugstore, he stopped walking and put the cigarette end directly into the quartz particles on the dustbin to put out -

then he quickly walked into the drugstore.

Jingbao'er has been sitting in the car, looking at Jingrong, until his figure completely disappeared in her line of sight, she sighed, then lowered her head, took out her mobile phone, browsing the news in the mobile app.

What happened today really made her feel heavy -

about five minutes later, Jingrong got into the car with a box of anti-inflammatory and analgesic ointment in her hand.

He quickly took the ointment apart and whispered, "come here, I'll give you the medicine."Jing bao'er immediately leaned to his position, and then put his face close to him.

Looking at her face, Jing Rong's heart stabbed again.

At this moment, Jingrong's face is just like the sky in front of the storm!

Jing bao'er didn't say a word, but blinked his big red and swollen eyes, looking at Jing Rong, waiting for him to give him medicine.

"After applying the ointment, I'll give you ice when I get home..." Jing Rong whispered, then squeezed some ointment on her left index finger and smeared it on her left face, which was the most swollen one

His movements are very light, very light, just like sweeping ashes for antiques.

The cool feeling of the ointment spread on her skin, which immediately relieved the burning sensation on her face.

After smearing the left face, he began to smear it on her right face.

His eyes are serious and his movements are gentle

"Fourth uncle, still angry?" Asked Jing bao'er.

"What do you say?" He was frivolous and looked at her and asked.

"Don't be angry Don't be in a bad mood, either, eh? "

“……” Jing Rong did not speak, but continued to carefully apply ointment to her face.

A good face, was beaten like this, how can he not be angry, how can he be in a good mood?

This is the girl he put on the top of his heart and cared for.

After smearing the ointment, Jing Rong frowned slightly, "do you feel better?"

Jing bao'er nodded, "well, it's much more comfortable..."

"Well." He responded faintly, then tightened the ointment and put it in her palm, "put it away, apply it three times a day."

Jing bao'er nodded, "thank you, fourth uncle."

“……” Jing Rong didn't speak. He turned the car around, then rushed onto the road and left -

When Jingrong's car drove into Jingjia's mid levels mansion, Jingbao's heart suddenly came up to her throat.

After a while, Jing Rong will talk about their affairs with Ms. song.

I don't know, Ms. song, what will they do to Jingrong in a moment? I don't know if their conversation will go smoothly -

I don't know