His Canary

Dong Ci was picked up by Jing Rong, and when he left, he looked at Su Tang coolly, so that the little girl kept hiding after Xiao resigned.

"Don't blame her on this matter, don't scare her like this." Dong Ci originally wanted to say a few good things for Su Tang, but Jing Rong didn't listen at all.

"Did she be stupid with her because she lacked roots? She dared to sit with so many internships posted on her car." As soon as she got home, Jing Rong began to attack her. She could only scold her for a few words, and fearing that she would not take things seriously, so she bit her earlobe fiercely with her teeth.

"pain……"

Dong Ci began to struggle in his arms. This struggle didn't matter. Jing Rong snorted and released her. "Your original wish was finally fulfilled."

Jing Rong wiped the blood stains on the thin lips with his thumb, and new blood beads quickly rolled out of the wound, fainting on the thin lips, enchanting.

"I, I didn't mean it." Dong Ci grinned hard, but still laughed out of accident.

She pierced her ears every day when she pierced her ear piercings, but she was unsuccessful once. I don't think about it now, but inadvertently scratched his lips. Fortunately, the wound was not deep. After Dong Ci helped him press the paper for a while, the wound coagulated.

"Laugh at me?" Jing Rong's voice added a sense of danger.

He pinched Dong Ci's chin to himself and said coldly. "From today on, you are not allowed to have contact with Su Tang, even if you go to the cooking class, I will pick you up personally."

"..." Dong Ci choked with cold voice. "It's said that this rear-end is not the responsibility of sugar candy. Since you think she is so dangerous, then you have the ability to follow me to class. Don't let her talk to me."

"Maybe she and I can throw the knife on my head by cutting a vegetable."

Jing Rong's lips did not rule out the possibility that Dong Ci said, but it didn't need to be so troublesome. "Relax, if she is there, I won't even let you take cooking classes."

In Dong Ci's doubtful eyes, he smiled slightly and said leisurely. "If I guess right, you shouldn't see her in cooking class from tomorrow."

"..."

Jing Rong was like a god. Sure enough, after a while, Su Tang grievously called her and told her that she could not take classes from tomorrow.

Dong Ci silently looked at the man who was lazily curling her hair around her, and suddenly felt that he was very suitable for ancient times ... Counting Gua.

...

Dong Ci has been very worried these days, Jing Rong has not touched her for several days, which is not like his style.

Perhaps it was because she was too sensitive, she always felt that she wanted the baby's mind has been guessed by him, so he would avoid him like this.

But why doesn't he want children so much?

All of this is just Dong Ci's guess. She can think about other things, but she never guesses Jing Jing's thoughts. Dong Ci didn't want to sit still and she thought she should try Su Tang's method. By then, Jing Rong thought about it, and she would know what she thought.

It's just ... gouging?

Dong Ci thought for a long time and decided to wait until Jing Rong took a shower to implement his plan.

Jing Rong has the habit of taking a bath every night before going to bed. However, he returned to the study room tonight but still holding a notebook to read the data.

"Noisy you?"

Seeing his little wife keep staring at herself, he glanced at the time on the screen and thought about it. "It's not too early, you go to bed first." He said, holding the notebook and going to the study.

"You, how have you been so busy lately?"

Perhaps because something is hidden in my heart, Dong Ci always feels a little guilty and always feels that Jing Rong has seen through his plan, so he deliberately hides from himself.

"Recently, the company has been in line with the head office in the United States, and it is also involved in a Xiao's project. I need to deal with it myself." Jing Rong's voice slightly paused, and the black eyes stared at her calmly, faintly. "Xiaoci, do you have anything to tell me?"

She doesn't even pay attention to his company's affairs at all, but today she has repeatedly gathered around herself, hesitantly obviously something in her heart.

Dong Ci was frightened by his words, fearing that he was seen through by him, and smiled stiffly, but his fingertips unconsciously stirred up the thin blanket under him. "I have nothing to tell you!"

Realizing that her tone was too abnormal, she quickly stabilized her mind and did not dare to look at Jing Rong's expression, and lowered her head and said in a muffled voice. "You, you go busy, I'm just a little bored."

"Is there really nothing to say to me?" Jing Rong's eyes were stained with a dullness. He leaned over and supported his arms on her waist, squinting at her little red face, not letting go. The slightest change in mood on her face.

"No, no, really not."

I hope so.

Jing Rong's thin lips hooked her lips, and she didn't ask any more. Instead, she squeezed her chin and vigorously printed a kiss on her lips, her voice low and soft. "Good night, Xiaoci, rest early."

"..."

"..."

The moment the door was closed, Dong Ci couldn't help it anymore. She threw herself down on the big bed with some anger, and buried her face on the pillow.

It was so suffocating that Dong Ci thought so weakly.

Although she was ashamed, she was stubborn, and she had to complete the things she had determined, so even if she was sleepy, she had to wait for Jing Rong to come back to reach her plan.

"why are not you sleeping?"

Because Dong Ci was thinking in his heart, Jing Rong did not delay too long in the study. After finishing the matter, he returned to the room early, but did not expect that she had not yet slept.

It was already early in the morning, and she usually fell asleep at this time. Today, she obviously didn't work, but she just held a design book and saw him come back.

"I, I drank a cup of coffee tonight, so it's not too sleepy." Just finished, she couldn't help but yawn.

She quickly blocked her face with a book, and there was a hint of anxiety in her tone, "Okay, okay, you're going to take a shower. When you come back, I want you to hold me to sleep."

When did he go to bed instead of holding her? Did n’t she say that she was holding her uncomfortably sleeping two days ago?

Jing Rong frowned, and did not put down her inquiry because of her coquetry. He unbuttoned his clothes with one hand and kept staring at someone covering his face on the bed, his thin lips slightly pursed.

He really can't understand what his little wife is thinking today, which makes him a little irritated, thinking a little, waiting for her to sleep after a while, he must call to check her. What have you done recently.

Jing Rong did not have the habit of using a bathtub, and the shower in the bathroom was just opposite the shower door. When he was standing there taking a shower, he easily noticed the blurring figure that lingered behind the frosted glass.

What is she going to do?

Just then, Dong Ci knocked on the door outside the door. Jing Rong turned off the shower a little, and heard outsiders ask timidly. "Arong, do you need me to rub your back?"

Jing Rong's eyes narrowed, staring at the figure outside without speaking.

"Arong, did you hear me speak?" There was a trace of anxiety in the tone of the person outside the door. She didn't push the door slowly until she heard a heavy response from inside.

"I……"

Before Dong Ci spoke, Jing Rong grabbed her arm and pressed her against the bathroom wall.

The two were thoroughly washed by the water. It didn't matter that Jing Rong didn't wear clothes. However, Dong Ci's thin pajamas suffered, and in a short time, the clothes adhered to her skin and showed her exquisite body In front of Jing Rong.

"Xiaoci really came in to help me rub my back?"

When Jing Rong picked her fingertips, she dropped the shoulder straps of her pajamas, leaving her clothes half-faded to reveal a large piece of delicate skin with drops of water.

"Arong--" Dong Ci shivered slightly, clenching his arms with his hands, but blushing without resisting.

The conjecture in his heart was confirmed. The dark eyes of Jingrong were stained with evil spirits. He pushed the person against the wall even more, leaned over and licked her thin lips slightly, laughing. "I think I guess what Xiaoci wants to do."

In the past few days, he has indeed been busy, and has been worried that he is too Meng / lang on the bed / things to break down his small, tender and weak body, so he has intentionally restrained his desire in recent days. Wang, I didn't expect Dong Ci to take the initiative to find him at this time.

Now that the food has been delivered to his door, he naturally wants to enjoy it. He is not suppressing himself. He grabs her slim waist and puts the person between himself and the wall, and the overbearing kisses it.

The steam in the bathroom was steaming. In the sound of the fierce sound of water beating on the ground, there was a faint hint of melody / singing. Dong Ci hooked his arms weakly on Jingrong's neck, and the other hand touched his He whispered on his chest. "No, don't go out."

"Xiaoci wants to be here?"

At this point, the two were breathless, and it was the last step. Jing Rong squinted slightly at the flushed girl in her arms, and the eyes deepened.

"Yes, right here, don't go out."

Dong Ci knew what he wanted to go out for, so he shook his body tightly and whispered. "Arong, we ... not wearing that today, okay?"

Tick ​​Tick--

The water in the shower fell from a high place, igniting a splash of water on the floor, but the atmosphere in the air was inexplicably cold.

"Xiaoci ..."

Jing Rong held Dong Ci's arm tighter, his dark eyes obscure, and even his voice paused.

He knew his thoughts, and he didn't want children, but he didn't know how to explain to him. This is all the information Dong Ci can learn at this moment.

"Just why?" This always gave her a reason.

Dong Ci was glad that he didn't directly tell him that he wanted a child. Otherwise, he should be more merciless when he refused. At that time, she should be more sad than she was at this time.

"I know." With the water droplets left in the shower, Dong Ci could only cry cautiously in the bathroom. She bit her lip and couldn't wait for Jingrong's explanation, she could only pretend to smile.

Jing Rong took her back to the bedroom bed, and the two did not continue, so Dong Ci covered herself with a thin blanket, wrapped tightly from foot to head, leaving no gaps.

The sound of water in the bathroom had stopped, and there was a brief silence in the room. Although she covered her whole body with a thin blanket, Jing Rong could see Dong Ci's body shaking, and he stared at her in the bed for a long time until he heard a weak sob.

"Xiaoci, don't cry." I still can't bear it.

Jing Rong sighed slightly and hugged the man with a blanket in his arms. He wanted to take away the blanket on Dong Ci's face, but she tugged tightly and stubbornly refused to show her face.

"You will be suffocated like this." At this time, Jing Rong did not dare to stimulate her too much, so his men stopped, coaxing people in the arms for a long time, but not only did not stop her crying, but more The stronger the trend.

What should he do at the moment? He, who has always been strategizing, was at a loss for the first time.

He doesn't like children, and he really has no plans to have children.

First, because of Jing Yan ’s experience, he knew that even if he had children, he would treat his children like Jing Yan did. He felt that cold and lonely feeling for too long, so he didn't want his children to feel it again.

The Jing family has a complicated relationship, and now he can withdraw half of it in the dark because of Qiao Qiao. Since he got Dong Ci, he has become less and less confident, and he knows that his own power can never protect his children's comprehensiveness. Should he be involved in the endless darkness?

He would not let Dong Ci do as Qiao Qiao did, and he did n’t want to see her worrying about the fate of her children every day. So since the two got married, he never thought about having a child, even if Jing Yan forced him. Several times.

These complicated things are not clear to Dong Ci, but Jing Rong has considered all aspects for her, in order not to let her be hurt again. not to mention……

Jing Rong stared at the figure in his arms a bit sadly, and he slowly stroked her thin waist, slightly frowning.

Her physical condition is so bad that it is not suitable to have children at this moment. To be more serious, even if she is really pregnant at this moment, whether she will be born safely at that time is still an uncertain factor.

Perhaps because of the bad breath, Dong Ci's cry was a little more choked, her thin, thin body trembling more and more, and the scene feeling that held her tightly in her arms was clear.

"Xiaoci."

Jing Rong was helpless and rubbed her with her chin, and whispered around her. "We don't cry anymore, okay, it's not that I don't want children, it's because your body is too weak now, and I don't want you to have an accident."