Chapter 504

Ji Zhengting has been living in a hotel these days, but he has not paid less attention to the situation at home. The housekeeper reported to him almost every other minute.

He was relieved to hear that his mother had woken up. However, when he heard that Ji Ling wanted to sell the West building, he was angry and sighed.

There are so many things happening at home now that she doesn't care if she doesn't ask. She even wants to have a house. It's lawless.

After he finished the call with the housekeeper, he dialed an inside line directly from the landline.

"President." The phone was picked up.

"Search the whole city for Ji Ling's whereabouts. After finding her, no matter what method you use, bring her back to me!" Ji Zhengting ordered.

"President, I just wanted to report the whereabouts of the first lady to you. Two days ago, someone saw that the eldest lady and Zhou Shaojing had been in a bar together. Do you want to find Zhou Shaojing

Ji Zhengting's eyes slightly shrunk, "send someone to stare at Zhou Shaojing. Don't move him for the moment. I can't find Ji Ling to talk about it."

"Yes."

After hanging up, Ji Zhengting leans into his chair. A layer of thought floated on the deep eye.

This Zhou Shaojing I'm tired of living!

He closed his eyes and felt a terrible headache. He raised his hand and pressed it between his eyebrows. Suddenly, the mobile phone on the desk suddenly rang out. He opened his eyes and scanned the screen of the mobile phone. At a glance, he saw three words on the screen - little trouble.

She used to be saved as a child, but now it's not a child, so it's changed.

See his call, lips will not consciously Yang Yang. However, it soon became bitter again.

"Miss me?" He picked up the phone and tried to hide the bad feelings.

"Have you eaten yet?" Song Qingcheng did not return to him, but asked him.

Ji Zhengting subconsciously raised his wrist and looked at the eye table, only to find that it was already noon, he returned her words, "not yet."

"I'm downstairs. Can I come up?"

"Say it again!" He had stood up and strode to the window and opened it.

On the phone, song Qingcheng laughed at him, "don't look, I'm teasing you!"

“……” Ji Zhengting just boiling a heart, once again sink to the bottom. The strength of closing the window seems a little strenuous, "no mischief next time!"

He pretended to be angry.

In fact, it's not angry, it's just lost, very lost. And it didn't feel good. He didn't like it.

"Well Can you be naughty again? "

"No!" Three words, there is no room for change.

"Well, I'll have to go back."

Ji Zhengting was shocked suddenly. The voice How does it feel like it's coming from the door?

When he thought about this, he had already stepped towards the door, with a heart, accelerating unconsciously. It's like, she's close by.

However, opening the door, she really stood in front of her.

Ji Zhengting has a moment's pretense. I feel like I'm dreaming, but now I'm sober and real.

Although I haven't seen you for only three days, I feel it's been a long time. For a long time, she has been missing for a long time in her heart. For a long time, she can't help coming to him.

"Mr. Ji, may I come in for a while?" Song Qingcheng saw him standing stupidly, so he spoke first.

Ji Zhengting doesn't speak. He suddenly reaches out his hand and pulls her in. Then he holds her up. Song Qingcheng exclaimed, "Mr. Ji, you are so rude."

"My wife likes it." He was not embarrassed at all and took her to the sofa. However, they were reluctant to put her down.

He looked at her, never tired of it.

Song Qingcheng blushed when he saw him, "put me down quickly, I'll bring you something delicious. Don't turn it over."

Ji Zhengting noticed what she was carrying. He put her into the sofa, took something from her hand and put it on the tea table in front of her. He picked her up and turned around. He sat on the sofa and held her in his lap.

"Haven't you eaten yet?" Song Qingcheng asked him.

It's almost a little bit, and he doesn't know he's hungry.

Ji Zhengting said, "I want to eat you more now."

The next moment, such as rain and kiss cover over, song Qingcheng some unprepared. But soon, he got used to his kiss. In fact, she wanted to hug him and kiss him like this.

Kissing, kissing, two people are a little difficult to restrain, reluctant to separate. Ji Ting suddenly wakes up on her legs and makes her separate.

"Ji Zhengting, no..." She pushed him to keep him away.

But Ji Zhengting didn't take any further action. He just kisses her carefully. Song Qingcheng suddenly felt that his kiss was very enjoyable.

It's a feeling of being liked, cared for and put in the heart.

I do not know how long the kiss, he stopped, holding her face, four eyes at each other.His affectionate eyes, like the ocean, let people know that close to will be very dangerous, but can not help but to close, even if it is drowning in, even if it will not come out.

"If you don't eat it, it will be cold." Although song Qingcheng likes this feeling, he can't let the food he brings cool. It's too wasteful.

But it's all the result of her and her mother's busy all morning.

Ji Zhengting let her off for a while to see what she brought to her.

When the incubator was opened, he asked about a delicious smell of rice. He felt that his loss of appetite in recent days had been cured all of a sudden.

The dishes were very rich and the weight was enough; opening the bottom, he found that there were two portions of rice, including two portions of soup.

"You didn't eat either?" Ji Zhengting asked her.

“…… Of course, I didn't eat it. My mother urged me to send it to you as soon as I was ready. I'm afraid it's cold. " Song Qingcheng said that she was very aggrieved. In fact, she could not wait to send it.

Ji Zhengting's heart was warm. He didn't say a word. He just picked up a piece of rice and a piece of soup and handed her a pair of chopsticks.

Song Qingcheng happily picked up and picked up the rice. With him, even eating rice is a kind of happiness, and she felt that today's appetite suddenly better.

"Eat more dishes, just rice is not high." Ji Zhengting brought her vegetables and put them in her bowl.

“…… Is there another way of saying that? " Song Qingcheng first heard that Rice doesn't grow high.

"Never heard of it?" Ji Zhengting did not answer, but asked her.

Song Qingcheng nodded seriously, "but I only ate rice when I was a child."

"That's why you're so short."

“……” Song Qingcheng appetite suddenly bad, "I where short, I this is a woman's standard height."

At least one meter 65 is not high, but at least among women.