Cold President, Hug Me

Anyway, jingbao'er is his ancestor.

This ancestor can't be provoked at all.

Therefore, what he has to do is to obey the ancestor infinitely

if the ancestor is not happy, he will immediately apologize.

This ancestor is not easy to provoke.

If you offend her, I'll give you a few days to ignore you.

This Who can stand it?

Anyway, he can't stand it.

Because of deep love, even for a minute, he can't stand not talking to this little ancestor.

Jing bao'er turned his eyes and said, "hum, I'm in a good mood this morning. I won't worry about you. I'll punish you. After a while, go and get me dinner I'm too lazy to go to the canteen to eat. You go and get me dinner. Get me dinner yourself, you know? "

"Good, good, good, good, good. What you say is what you say. I'll send you back, and I'll give you a meal. You say, what do you want to eat?" The man asked softly.

In this big black hawk Island, only this little ancestor dared to yell at him like this.

Only this little ancestor, whistling to and fro to him, could he be infinitely obedient, and he had no temper at all.

Sometimes, he really felt that he owed her in his previous life.

In his last life, he must owe a lot of love to Jing bao'er. That's why he loves her so much, is so afraid of losing her, and is so humble in front of her.

Since he was with jingbao'er, he has become less and less like himself.

"I want to eat beef noodles Put more pepper... "

"In the morning, what kind of spicy beef noodles? Don't let it go, be obedient... " The man said.

Jing bao'er immediately frowned, discontented and said, "didn't you say that you let me handle it? You don't mean what you say? I'm going to eat beef noodles with more peppers. You can get them for me later. "

As soon as Jing bao'er's face changed, the man immediately nodded, "OK, OK, ancestor, my ancestor, how spicy, how spicy, how good Good, good. "

A member of the Black Hawk organization just passed by them.

He heard the conversation between Jingrong and jingbao'er very clearly.

For Jing Rong's humble state, that member was really stunned.

He didn't dare to say anything. On the surface, he was respectful and serious. He saluted the two men, but he was secretly muttering in his heart.

After leaving Jingrong and jingbao'er, the member could not help talking to himself as he walked: what's the matter, our leader? Is this crazy? Is it difficult that Miss Jing lowered her head? Why can you be so humble in front of Miss Jing? Why on earth is this? What kind of means did miss Jing use to make our great leader listen to her? Our leader has no temper at all, no temper at all! It's terrible. It's terrible.

Who could have believed that President Jingrong, who has always been powerful and who stands on the cloud and looks down upon all living beings, would have such a side if he hadn't seen and heard it with his own eyes?

Who can know that Jing Rong is so weak in the face of her own woman?

It's just, it's incredible.

If you tell this to a hundred people, it is estimated that 99 people will not believe it at all!

Jingrong holds Jingbao all the way back to the dormitory.

As soon as he entered the door, Jingrong carefully put jingbao'er on his bed.

Then he sat down beside her, lit a cigarette and said, "I'll go and get you a meal after I smoke this cigarette, OK?"

Jing bao'er nodded and then went to the front of the mirror.

When she saw herself in the mirror, Jing bao'er couldn't help screaming

"Ah!!! Ah!!! Ah!!! Jingrong, is this person in the mirror actually me? This crazy woman in the mirror, is it me? Is it really certain that he is not a madman? "

Inside the mirror, she is totally unkempt, unkempt, her hair is in a mess, like fried hair. Many of the small broken hair in front of her have stood up.

It's like an electric shock!

My pajamas are wrinkled from top to bottom.

My face is dirty

This

This

This person, are you sure it's her?

She couldn't believe her eyes.

This morning, she ran downstairs just like this.

In this way, appeared in front of so many black hawk members.

My God

This

ThisThis picture is really disgusting.

Jing bao'er felt her face and began to have a fever.

In my heart, I feel embarrassed.

She really wanted to find a hole in the ground and go straight in.

Looking at Jing bao'er, the man couldn't help laughing.

He had no choice but to shake his head, and then he took a puff of smoke, slowly spit it out, slowly folded his slender legs, and said, "come on, it's very good..."

In his opinion, it's really good.

He thinks that his baby, no matter what it becomes, is good-looking.

Even if it turns into a fried chicken like this, he thinks it's beautiful and lovely

When you really love a person, you will find that no matter what the person becomes, you love her.

You love her when she's dressed up and smiling at you.

You love her when she's unkempt and angry at you.

You love her all the way.

All of them

All her appearances, in your eyes, are lovely.

When Jing bao'er heard the words, he turned his eyes.

Then she turned around with a gloomy face, dissatisfied with Jing Rong, and said, "your eyes are bad, aren't they? Do you think it's good for me to be like this? I'm obviously a lunatic now. It's like the one who just came out of the mental hospital. Do you think it's good? You're comforting me, aren't you? "

Jing bao'er said that, and once again, he turned his eyes directly towards Jing Rong.

What.

This man obviously has bad eyes.

Yeah.

It's just bad eyes.

Identification complete!

The man hears speech, can't help laughing again.

In the smoke, this smile is really beautiful.

A smile fell in love with the city.

Laugh again.

But no matter how beautiful the smile was, she was not in the mood to appreciate it.

Hate, her mood has fallen to the bottom, he is still in the mood to laugh.