Cold President, Hug Me

There was no expected response.

Jing Rong just frowned slightly, then turned over and pressed Jing bao'er down. "Don't make trouble, be honest..."

"I'm afraid you're suffocating..." Jingbaoer road.

"Don't make trouble..."

With that, he got up and sat down.

By this little girl so a tease, at this moment, he is covered with hot and dry.

Pulling the button of his shirt apart, he lit a cigarette and smoked it leisurely.

He needs nicotine to put out his fire.

"Really not?" Jingbao'er got up slowly, looked up at Jingrong, and asked,

"No...." A man is a man of gold and resolute attitude.

"Do you really want to endure until I recover completely?"

"Endure until you can..."

"I can't kill you..."

"I didn't do it for the first 27 years, and I didn't suffocate."

"That's not the same, OK? The reason why I didn't suffocate before is that I didn't taste it and didn't think about it. Now that I've tasted it, I'll think about it." Jingbaoer road.

"I don't want to do anything. Nothing is as important as your body."

His words warmed her heart.

He said, nothing is as important as her body!

Warm!

Warm!

"Use your mouth to solve it without hurting your body..."

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

He remained resolute.

Even at this moment, he was itching to death and wanted to die, but he did not waver.

Nothing is more important than her body.

She's the one on top of his heart.

"I'm not so delicate..." Jingbaoer road.

"Shut up..."

Jingrong's attitude was too firm, so Jingbao didn't say anything more.

Jingrong's endurance, she really admired.

"Fourth uncle, I really admire your endurance..."

“……”

The man didn't speak, just smoked quietly.

A cigarette came down, and the hard and uncomfortable ground softened.

The fire, which was hard to bear, went out.

"Before you're in good health, if you dare to hook me again, be careful of me..."

"Be careful what you want?" Jing bao'er smiles at Jing Rong and asks.

"Be careful I throw you out!"

"Cut, are you willing?" Jing bao'er continued to smile at Jing Rong.

"What's the point?"

"Cut, you just can't give up, you all said, you can't have me..."

“……”

Jing Rong didn't speak any more.

Well, what she said is really no problem. He really can't bear it without her.

Jingrong dare not think, if one day, his life, without Jingbao, then he will become what kind of son.

Only when jingbao'er was there, his world was colorful.

"Fourth uncle, I want to drink iced juice I haven't drunk it for a long time... "

Then jingbao'er rubbed Jingrong's arm with his elbow.

"What did you say?" The man's face sank suddenly

"Oh, it's so hot. I want to drink ice. I haven't drunk ice since I hurt myself."

"You haven't recovered, you can't!" Men have a firm attitude and don't tolerate rejection.

"But I really want to drink iced watermelon juice, pomegranate juice and orange juice..."

"No talk!"

As far as her health is concerned, he will never be careless.

"Oh, fourth uncle, please..."

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

"Fourth uncle..." Jing bao'er continues to be coquettish.

"Don't be coquettish with me. If I say no, I can't..."

It's not negotiable.

"Fourth uncle How about a few drinks? "

"Not good..."

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

"I hate it Jingbao'er complained.

“……”

There was no change in the scene.

"Ding Dong Ding Dong... "

"Ding Dong Ding Dong... "

The doorbell interrupted their conversation.

Jingrong immediately put down his iPad, got up and walked towards the door.

Jingbao'er reluctantly picked up Jingrong's iPad, sat cross legged, opened the news app and watched the entertainment news.

The headline of today's entertainment section is Lan Lan's street shooting news.The title is: the most popular newcomer in the entertainment circle, Lan Lan Qingchun Street Photo.

Open the street to take pictures, and jingbao'er enjoys it.

In the photo, LAN LAN is wearing a simple long white shirt, a dark blue denim skirt under her head, a pair of small white shoes under her feet, and a refreshing half ball head. She looks very pure.

I haven't seen LAN LAN for several days. Now, looking at her Street Photos, Jing bao'er really misses her.

"Old four, have you had breakfast?"

"Eat..."

Hearing the conversation between Song Li Mei and Jing Rong, the smile on Jing bao'er's face immediately converges.

Following the reputation, jingbao'er sees Jingrong carrying a delicate white Thermos Pot into the kitchen.

And song Limei is holding a red Hermes, smiling toward her.

"Why are you here again? Chicken soup again? Do you want to send them every three to five? " Jingbao'er complained with a cold face.

With a smile, Song Li Mei went to Jing bao'er and sat down. Holding Jing bao'er's hand, she said, "because I want you to mend your body..."

"I said I don't need you to mend my body..." As soon as the voice fell, jingbao'er took back the hand held by song Limei.

Jing bao'er's indifference makes Song Li Mei's smile stiff for a second.

Taking a deep breath, Song Li Mei continued to smile and look at Jing bao'er as if she had nothing to say.

"The chicken soup is here. Can you go now?" Jing bao'er said again.

"I have something else to tell Lao Si. I'll leave later..."

"Oh You Is the stomachache gone? " Jing bao'er asked coldly.

Although the face is cold, but this is not cold at all.

A simple greeting makes Song Li Mei's heart warm.

"Well, well It doesn't hurt at all

"Oh,"

Jing bao'er didn't speak any more, but continued to look down and concentrate on LAN LAN's Street Photos.

"Is this your best friend Lan Lan? This girl is so beautiful. She has a bright future in the future. " Song said with a smile,

"..."

Jing bao'er did not respond to her, but continued to turn the blue street to take photos.

Every one is so beautiful.

Jingbao is in a good mood.

After reading the photos, she used to make comments again.

The comment area, as expected, was a lot of praise.

"Come on, baby, drink the chicken soup..."

Jing Rong put a bowl of chicken soup in front of Jing bao'er and said.

With that, Jing Rong naturally sat beside Jing bao'er.

"I don't want to drink..." Jing bao'er said, "I'm too full in the morning..."

"Just drink a bowl. My sister-in-law cooked it for you." Jingrong road.

"I don't want to drink..." Jing bao'er responded with a cold face and a frown.