Chapter 36

Jing zhehan is driving and has no time to listen to his nonsense: "don't talk about hanging up."

Fu Chen immediately called: "don't hang up, don't hang up. I said Jing chihan, I owe you in my last life. You asked me to come here early in the morning to move your little lover. At least you should pay me some service fee."

"What kind of service fee do you want?"

"Hey, hey." Fu Chen said with a low smile: "I'll tell you later that if sister Qiao's skill is good, the service fee will be paid. If her fried rice is not good, you'll wait for me to open my mouth."

Jing zhehan on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment: "you say, joss is cooking?"

"Yes, I'm still busy. I'm hungry."

Jing qiehan pursed his lips tightly, hummed heavily and hung up.

"Hello, hello..." when he heard that end had no voice, Fu Chen took down his mobile phone and saw that the other side had hung up. He was not happy immediately: "hum, what's wrong."

Ten minutes later, the faint smell of rice came from the kitchen.

Fu Chen was watching TV on the sofa like an old man. Hearing this, he jumped up and walked over.

"All right?"

"Well, wash your hands first," said Jose

"Washing your hands before dinner is really a good girl's style." Fu Chen laughs and goes to the pool to wash his hands.

When Jing chihan pushed the door in, he first smelled the rich aroma of rice. He squinted and turned his eyes to see a man and a woman standing side by side by the stove in the kitchen.

The woman, with an apron, a spatula in her right hand and a plate in her left hand, was serving a meal.

The man, on the other hand, stares at the pot with his eyes shining. His hand moves quietly. He picks up an egg from the pot and puts it into his mouth, but his hand is very hot.

The woman looked in her eyes and said with a smile, "aren't there chopsticks?"

While chewing, the man muttered: "too lazy to take it."

This picture, dazzling to make people upset, jingche cold plate from the face, Yin measured the mouth: "what are you doing?"

When they heard the sound, they turned their heads and saw that it was Jing zhehan. Joss was stunned for a moment, and the food in his hand stopped.

The man beside her said shamelessly: "are you blind? Can't you see you're eating? Why are you here now? I thought you were going to hide from me for a day. "

Jing chihan's face was calm, and his dark eyes fixed on them.

Fu Chen finally found something wrong. He flicked away and raised his hands to show his innocence: "don't get me wrong, my friend's wife can't be deceived. I still understand this truth." With that, he snatched the bowl from joss' hand and ran to the living room with chopsticks.

There were only Jos and Jing chehan left in the kitchen, and Jos felt a little embarrassed. Just a few hours ago, they were not happy.

"Did you eat it?" he asked? No, there's nothing left here

"What's left of me?" Jing chihan walked up to her step by step, his face was livid: "Jos, I really look down on you. Do you dare to play games with anyone in the kitchen?"

Hearing this, joss turned his head and went on with the meal without saying a word.

Jing chihan came to her with his pants in his hands. His sharp eyes were staring at her side face: "why don't you talk?"

"It's wrong to say anything. I have something else to say." After the meal is served, she will go out with the bowl in her hand.

Jing chihan stops her step by step, and her tall figure blocks the kitchen door to death.

"I'll ask him to help. What do you cook? Can't take out be ordered? Need you to cook? "

Joss thought the man was unreasonable: "Mr. Jing, you cheated people to help me move, and you left again. If people don't like it, I can't pacify you?"

"If he is not happy, please appease him. If I am not happy, why don't you coax me?"

Jos was stunned for a moment, looked up at him, and then dropped his head again, saying nothing.

Jing chihan saw that she was silent again, and her eyes were tight. But he thought of the dispute in the morning, and he didn't want to repeat the case, so he tried his best to suppress his anger and said: "I didn't eat either."

Joss was silent for a moment and handed him his rice bowl. "You eat first."

"And you?"

Joss quietly went to the stove, put the last bit of fried rice out of the pot, washed two tomatoes, cut them into pieces and put them in a bowl. Two tomatoes and half a bowl of fried rice were enough.

When they went out, Fu Chen had finished eating. He knocked on the empty bowl and looked eagerly at the rice in his hand.

As soon as his hand was stiff, joss hesitated to pass the bowl: "or you..."

"He'll eat less and never die of hunger." Jing zhehan stopped in the middle of the way, carrying two bowls, went to the dining table and put them on one side.

Fu Chen was unconvinced and hummed: "Jing chihan, do you know how much work I do in the morning? You see, I've got it all over there, I've got it all

Jing qiehan glances at him, but his expression is not very good. He knows that Fu Chen is unreliable, and he even leaves.

Jing chihan had a clean meal. When he finished, he pointed to Fu Chen“ You go and wash the dishes

Fu Chenxiang heard the Arabian Nights, hummed, turned around and ignored him.

Jing chihan narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "are you going or not?"

Afraid to hear his tone, Fu Chen's hair stood up and struggled. Finally, he stood up reluctantly and walked to the kitchen.

Jing chihan drags Jos into the room, grabs her bandaged hand and asks, "OK?"

His palm was warm and powerful. Joss was caught by her. She felt a little hot in the palm of her hand. She pulled back. But the man used his strength, but she couldn't pull back. She said dryly, "it's all right. The medicine was used up yesterday. The doctor said it would be all right if there was no obvious discomfort."

Jing chihan nodded and asked, "did it hurt when I was cooking just now?"

"No pain." Jos is not very used to this kind of general manager Jing. It should be said that he is not very used to the general manager Jing who will take the initiative to show his affection. They had quarreled before, but now they are so concerned about her. They always feel that their mood changes a little fast.

After washing dishes, Fu Chen's whole face is not good-looking. He has lived all his life. When did he do the heavy work of washing dishes? Besides, the detergent hurt his hands. Now he feels his fingers, which are always thin and tender, and he always feels that his palms are beginning to open.

Seeing that he was so coquettish, Jos couldn't ask him to help him move things. Fu Chen didn't want to move things, so he went downstairs secretly. Anyway, he drove a long Lincoln to come here today. At most, he would be a driver.

Together with Jing chihan, joss packed up and moved downstairs.

Joss was so surprised to see that he put his luggage into a long luxury car that his eyes almost fell out.

Fu Chen looked at her inexperienced appearance, snorted and said: "you don't really think the truck I drove is coming, do you? Please, I'm your son. Besides, trucks are not the only ones with large space. "

Joe Si looked at an eye, a face of natural scene thorough cold, completely speechless.

On the bus, joss fastened her seat belt and kept watching the car's furnishings stealthily. It's the first time she's been in such a long car.