Chapter 115

Joss thought that if Jing chihan really wanted to learn, it would be OK for her to sacrifice for love.

Two people get along, is not you learn my interest, I learn your interest?

Joss thought that Jing Zong's interest was to be a Xueba, so she just tried.

But in the next few days, Jing chihan seems to be very busy too. She is worried about whether his high-intensity work will be too hard. Often she is tired. He takes her upstairs to have a rest, and then comes down to continue to work.

Jos knows that there are some things he does in the company, which should be more efficient. But she is not able to move. He has to go home to accompany her and take care of her meals. Naturally, he can only take things back.

After all, it's better to do things alone in a quiet environment. It's easier to finish.

Jos wanted to help, but she was too busy to help.

After a few days, the only thing she can do is to stop bothering him. She doesn't ask him what she can't understand.

After a week of this kind of life, just falling in love, he didn't understand the difference between after love and before love at all. New love rookie joss, who had several times endured the impulse to watch TV with Jing chihan, quietly became a transparent person.

Sure enough, only those with good hands and feet are qualified to fall in love. The disabled are really the people abandoned by the world.

On this day, Jing chihan went home at four o'clock. Joss was ready for him to be busy in the living room until midnight. She held her crutch and slowly moved to the kitchen, intending to make some coffee for him.

Is busy, behind, a pair of big hands suddenly across, from behind will embrace her.

Jos was startled and lifted up.

Behind him came a deep smile: "nervous?"

"... No." She murmured, slightly turned her head, saw the beautiful face on her shoulder, and asked, "aren't you busy?"

"Busy." He light way, but hugged her some, face buried in her neck, deep breath: "busy also want to rest."

"Well." Joss mumbled, flushed by the heat of his nose, and busy pouring coffee beans.

He took advantage of her intact left hand, put it on the lip and gave it a kiss. He said softly, "don't do it. I'll come later."

"In fact, it's not good to drink too much coffee." She said, really don't do, let him hold her, although she is still a little embarrassed, but also prepared, after all, normal lovers in love, will do this kind of thing.

It's all on TV.

"This time, boring?" He hugged her tightly, playing with her fingers, once.

Joss, with a red face and hot ears, didn't go to see him.

"We..." she asked, but she didn't know how to go on.

"Well?" Chin on her head, listen.

She turned to look into his eyes, but the courage she had just summoned went down again. She bowed her head and shook her head silently: "it's OK."

Jing chihan looked at her with a deep look: "I will wait for you to recover."

Jos was stunned. The next second, his face turned red.

She understood what he meant.

Joyce turned to continue to make coffee, but the man's low smile sounded in his ear.

Her head is hot, know oneself was laughed at by him, the side Mou stares her one eye, vague murmur: "have what funny."

Looking at her grievance, Jing chihan's eyes softened and picked her up.

Jos exclaimed in surprise, and suddenly she was not prepared.

The man bowed his head and gave her a kiss on the lip. A shallow touch was not deep, but it made his heart beat faster.

She was sent out of the kitchen. Joss was put on the sofa. The man pecked her lips again before he got up and went back to the kitchen.

As soon as he left, the heat on joss's face rose again. She turned her head and found that the dough and bread were nestled together. Her two big cat eyes were looking at her.

She suddenly felt a sense of shame, holding the dough, burying her face in her soft hair, muttering: "don't read, don't understand."

The dough purred, and the soft white paws pressed against Jos's face, trying to push her away.

Joss let it go, and then motioned bread to her lap. Two cats were nestled together. Joss pretended to tease the cat, but her eyes always drifted to the kitchen.

King chehan made coffee and came out. He also brought a cup of hot chocolate to Jos.

Joss took it, took a look, and complained: "this is too sweet. Now I don't exercise. When I get the plaster, I don't know how much it will rise."

The man looked at her and looked around her: "fat, feel good."

Jos gritted his teeth and was choked.

Their family ate early, and soon the takeout came. After they finished eating, joss thought that they would go their separate ways as they did a few days ago, but Jing chihan gave up the papers all over the table, held her and opened the movie.

"Not busy?" She asked, not wanting to delay his business.

"I don't want to do anything today." He hugged her. In summer, the clothes were thin. They were so close that they seemed to feel the temperature in each other's clothes.

Jos's figure is pretty good, at least not bad. Jing chihan's figure is better. He can get along with it. There are some chemical factors.

After watching a movie, both of them are very happy.

Jing zhehan's endurance is good. When joss feels his breath, she can't help but think about how he looks when he doesn't wear clothes. The more she thinks about it, the more she blushes. In the end, she thinks whether she is a girl.

Sure enough, I'm 26 years old. I haven't been in love. I can't stand any provocation?

At the end of the movie, joss almost ran back to her room. She was not sure what she would do if she stayed with him.

Jing chihan looks at her hasty back, laughs and turns his head. Then he looks at the documents all over the table.

Recently, he was really busy. In fact, when he got to his position, he didn't have to do a lot of things by himself. However, this time, it was a bit tricky and sensitive. He didn't trust others, so he had to sacrifice his time. This also led to that he had been together with Josie for several days and had no time to accompany her.

But after these days, it will be much better.

With that in mind, the sharpness in his eyes deepened.

Net, it's time to close.

This night, hot and stuffy, dark night sky, the other side of the ocean, but still day.

When he received the report from his subordinates, Shiqing looked at the data in the file with a trace of sharpness under his lazy face. After a long time, he closed it slowly and leaned over half of the way gracefully, looking at the subordinates at his desk: "so?"