Cold President, Hug Me

Chapter 36 - Thinking You Can't Sleep at Night

Although she had only been here for a short period of time, she liked it here.

I like the outside world, and I like the hot-blooded atmosphere here.

Seeing that Jing Bao'er had stopped talking, he no longer bothered with her and continued reading.

After a long while, Jing Bao'er finally broke the silence — —

"Oh right, Fourth Uncle, after we return to the capital, will you continue to teach me how to use the spear? "I like guns …"

"Sure."

Hearing this, Jing Bao'er immediately sat up in excitement, she directly walked to Jing Rong's front and jumped onto him, hugging his neck, "That's great, Fourth Uncle, I knew that you were the best person in the world to me."

Although these words were said to flatter Jing Rong, it was indeed what she was thinking in his heart.

"It's no big deal again. If I give you some sunshine, you'll shine. Get off the stage." Jing Rong scolded with a darkened face.

Jing Bao'er took a deep breath, and glared at Jing Rong unhappily. She then left Jing Rong's legs obediently and stood beside him, saying, "Fourth Uncle, can you give me a spear? I want a gun. "

"Jing Bao'er, don't push me too far, I promised to teach you how to play with the spear is already giving you face. You are just a child, what do you want the spear for?" he said.

"I think people with guns are handsome."

"Cool, it's not like a kid like you is playing. Go away, go away." he said.

"Fourth Uncle."

"Scram aside for laozi." He suddenly became serious.

Jing Bao'er inhaled a breath of cold air, obediently returned to her bed, and laid back down.

Damn, how boring! No strength!

… ….

The next day.

When Jing Bao'er and Jing Rong returned to the capital, Jing Rong drove Jing Bao'er directly to the Jing Clan's half mountain mansion.

Sitting in the car, Jing Bao'er looked at the Jing Clan in front of him and frowned, "Fourth Uncle, can't you let me stay there for a while longer? I don't want to go home. "

"You don't want to go back, but you must. This is your home." As Jing Rong said that, he sped up his car, and along the way, he brought Jing Bao'er to the main building's entrance.

My bag and many of my belongings are in the light blue villa. How about I stay in the Qiantan Villa for the night, pack up my things, and come back tomorrow? Jing Bao'er said.

"Enough, hurry up and get off."

Jing Rong ordered coldly, then got off the car and directly went in.

Seeing this, Jing Bao'er could only follow Jing Rong in.

In the living room, Song Limei was leaning on the sofa and applying a face mask. Seeing that Jing Rong had come back with Jing Bao'er, she immediately took off the face mask and quickly went to welcome him, "Bao Er, you're back. Fourth Bro, thank you for taking care of this little girl these few days."

"I'm his fourth uncle, it's only right that I take care of her." After Jing Rong finished speaking, he walked to the front of the sofa and sat down.

After that, Jing Bao'er quickly walked to Jing Rong's side and sat down, ignoring him.

Song Limei laughed awkwardly, walked to Jing Bao'er's side and held her hand, then said, "Bao Er, I know that the words I said to you the other day were a little heavy, but, I did it for your own good, you really have to change your bad temper, a girl casually hitting someone is really not good."

"What's wrong with that? I think it's pretty good. If I get bullied, I have to go back. "

Without waiting for Jing Bao'er to speak, Jing Rong opened her mouth first.

"Fourth Bro, please spoil her." Song Limei said unhappily.

"This is not a problem of getting used to it. People of my Jing Clan do not need to hold back outside." Jing Rong said.

The description warmed Jing Bao'er's heart.

"But she's a girl, after all. She must look a bit like a girl." Song Limei said again.

"It's good that she's like this." Jing Rong said again.

"Fourth Bro, what's wrong with you? Why did you come back to sing a different tune today?" Song Limei asked.

"Sister-in-law, I'm not opposing you. I'm speaking the truth." Jing Rong said.

Jing Rong's few words made Song Limei speechless.

After saying what he wanted to say, Jing Rong looked at Song Limei's slightly unhappy face and did not quite understand himself.

He really didn't know why the mother by blood kept stopping his daughter time and time again …

"Alright, the two of you go ahead and chat, I'm going to the company now." Jing Rong stood up and said.

With that, he leisurely walked out.

Watching Jing Rong leave, Jing Bao'er let out a long sigh, lazily leaned on the sofa and crossed his legs as he sighed, "Ms. Song, as your mother, you're not as good to me as my Fourth Uncle."

"Bao`er, I'm doing this for your own good."

"Come on... "You're really good, but you won't just throw me into Lingbo County and ignore me for so many years, tsk." Jing Bao'er said.

With that said, Jing Bao'er quickly went upstairs.

After Jing Bao'er left, Song Limei let out a long sigh and fell silent.

Returning to his room and taking a bath, Jing Bao'er laid on his bed. However, he felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

These few days, he had gotten used to sticking by Jing Rong's side every day, playing with his little girl and pestering him non-stop.

Suddenly, Jing Rong was not by her side, she was truly not used to it.

She missed him after they had been separated for just a short while.

Thinking about what he had just said to the Ms. Song, Jing Bao'er's heart felt warm!

Being protected by him, being cared for by him, this kind of feeling he was accustomed to was really blissful!

Picking up her phone, she immediately dialed Jing Rong's number.

Very quickly, the other side picked up with a cold and pleasant voice.

"Hello."

On the other end of the phone, he was still careful of his words.

"Fourth Uncle, are you going to stay at home tonight?" Jing Bao'er asked.

"I don't know. It depends."

"Oh, Fourth Uncle, I miss you."

"Stop messing around."

After he finished speaking, he directly hung up the phone.

Jing Bao'er laid on the bed, holding her phone, her face filled with dissatisfaction.

After typing a few more times, she logged onto WeChat and started checking her Wechat Moments.

She realised that Jing Rong was really bored, the messages that were being forwarded on his Wechat Moment were all about international financial news, and other than that, there was nothing else.

"What an old-fashioned man." Jing Bao'er complained in a low voice.

In any case, you should learn from those second generation ancestors and take pictures by yourself. With such a beautiful face and yet never taking pictures by yourself, it's such a waste.

… ….

At night, when Jing Bao'er had just fallen asleep, she heard the sound of Jing Rong's door opening from next door, as well as the sound of him coughing.

Hearing Jing Rong's voice, Jing Bao'er immediately stood up. Wearing his slippers, he walked to the door of Jing Rong's room.

Just as Jing Rong wanted to close the door, he saw Jing Bao'er running over.

He stood by the door with a cold expression on his face.

And she, standing at the entrance of the outer child, had a smile plastered on her face.

"Why are you not sleeping this late? Why are you here?"

Jing Bao'er did not make a sound, and directly strutted in.

After entering, she acted as if there was no one around, directly walking onto Jing Rong's bed and sitting down. She crossed her legs and supported herself on the bed with both hands, "I miss you so much that you can't sleep at night."