Chapter 35

When joss changed his clothes and came out, he saw Jing chihan sitting on the sofa with a movie ticket in his hand.

Startled, she rushed to grab the ticket and stuffed it into her pocket.

"You bought it?" Looking at her nervous look, the man leaned on the sofa and squinted.

Joss felt guilty and bit his lip. "It's a friend who bought it. He asked me to see it tomorrow, but I don't think I can go any more."

Jing chihan's eyes sank. Female friends, they won't buy lovers' seats, so

"Men?"

Jos was speechless.

Jing zhehan stood up, went to Joss, looked into her eyes, and gave a cold warning: "don't forget, you are my wife now, at least during the marriage period, don't smear me."

She sank her eyes, took out the movie ticket, tore it in his face and threw it into the garbage can: "Mr. Jing, don't worry, I'm not an irresponsible person. Now that I've agreed a half year deadline, I'll play my role well in this half year, and I won't drag you down."

Her expression is very serious, and her voice is very cold. Jing chihan knows that she is angry, but he doesn't say anything. He just stares at her tightly for a long time, and then spits out a sentence: "you'd better remember what you're saying now, and don't let me remind you again."

Joss closed her lips and said nothing more, but somehow she felt wronged.

Jing chihan looked around again and said, "the car will come soon. What's left to clean up?"

"No, it's just this box of clothes and a few supplies," he said, strangling his neck

He frowned, no one would move, just clothes.

He squinted, looked at her face for a while, and asked, "really no more?"

"There's no more," he said

Jing chihan's eyebrows grew tighter and tighter. At last, he stretched out his hand to hold her chin and let her look at herself. He stared coldly into her eyes and said, "don't be angry with me, joss. Don't you like me for delaying your affair? What should I say before marriage? What's your position now? "

Jos's jaw was torn. She slapped him away. This was the first time that she put her anger on her face in front of Jing chihan's face. But now she was unhappy, unhappy and wronged!

She clenched her teeth, stretched her face and said, "anyway, everything I say is wrong. Can't I just shut up?"

The atmosphere in the room became silent. After a long time, Jing zhehan's phone rang. He didn't see the caller ID and picked it up directly.

"Hello."

"How long are you going to keep me waiting? I said I'm very busy today. Call me early in the morning and let me wait in the car. Jing chihan, don't think I really dare not hit you! "

Jing chihan looked at Jos's sulky face and said to the end of the phone, "come up, seventh floor." Hang up the phone, he said: "someone to help, I have something to do, go first."

Jos didn't say a word.

When the person left, joss sat down on the sofa, looked at the shelf by the wall, pursed his lips and began to store.

The door didn't close. I don't know when a man came outside.

The man was wearing a white suit, and his hair was a little too long. He was about twenty-seven or eighty-eight. At the moment, he was leaning against the door frame with his hands around, looking at his busy slender figure with his back in the room. After a long time, he said, "hello."

The sudden voice startled joss. She turned around and saw the man at the door. She widened her eyes and asked, "are you..."

"Jing chihan asked me to come. What about others?" Fu Chen looked around for two times, but he didn't find the person he was looking for. He was not satisfied.

He just went down, didn't you see

"No, he's gone?" Fu Chen frowned.

Joss nodded and said, "Mr. Jing said you're here to help me move. Take these two boxes first. I'm still collecting the rest. If you're willing to help, it's better."

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows, and his face became very ugly: "Jing chihan asked me to move for you? Who are you? "

When he asked, joss was at a loss. What was Mr. Jing doing?

At this time, Fu Chen at the door has taken out his mobile phone and quickly broadcast Jing zhehan's number, waiting for the answer.

But there was no one to answer. He turned off the phone angrily and glared at Jos: "don't expect me to help you move. What does that bitch think I am? Cheap labor? I really want to slap him to death. "

Seeing that he was so fierce, Jos didn't dare to ask him for help. He nodded: "I'll be busy myself. You have something to do. Let's go first."

Fu Chen snorted. He put his pants in his hands. As soon as he turned around, he looked at Jos suspiciously for a while and said, "your voice is a little familiar. Hello, what's your name?"

"Jos," said Jos honestly

"Joss?" The man recalled that when he raised his eyes again, his eyes suddenly changed: "the one who had an affair with Jing chihan?"

"... yes." Joss now really thinks that this is definitely black history, but it seems that her name is not written in the magazine, only a few vague, not very vague photos.

"I'll go. It's really you." Fu Chen was excited and didn't go any more. He tilted his head and looked up and down at joss, then asked, "it was you who answered Jing chihan's phone that day?"

that day?

After thinking about it, joss remembered that she did receive Jing zhehan's phone call once, just the night they were photographed.

Seeing that she seemed to remember, Fu Chen couldn't help but said excitedly: "it's really you, big news. It turns out that you and Jing chehan are real? I thought that boy really wanted to be abstinent all his life, but he didn't expect to be quiet and everything was done? Come on, brother, help you move. He said, "what else is left to clean up?"

Joss really didn't dare to let the nagging person touch her own things. She shook her head awkwardly and said, "please sit down first. I'll do it myself."

"It doesn't matter, little sister-in-law. Don't be shy. I'm a good man." With that, he put his arm on Jos's shoulder with a good posture.

Jos: "it's..."

Finally, when she had put away, it was almost noon. Fu Chen leaned on the sofa, looked at the clock, and asked, "how long do you want to make it?"

"It's almost ready. Just clean up here at last."

Fu Chen was not happy: "is there any takeout around here? Order two. I'm hungry. "

"For takeout, it's the peak time and it may take a long time." Joss went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, looked at it and said, "there are still some ingredients at home. If you don't choose, can I fry for you?"

"Can you cook?" The man picked his eyebrows and followed him to the kitchen.

Joss said with a smile: "how can a person not cook, tomato and egg fried rice is OK?"

"Whatever."

After getting the consent, joss began to beat eggs. Her movements were very well twisted. Fu Chen looked at her leisurely and felt a little curious. How did Jing chihan's taste become so big, so home-based, and Cheng Xue's two extremes? How did he suddenly like it?

Thinking, he showed a trace of cunning, went to the balcony, to make a phone call.

This time, the phone was quickly connected, and he said to the smiling head: "Jing Shao, guess what I'm doing?"