Chapter 166

Joss heard the door ring before and saw him come back. He wiped his hand on his apron, picked up the chopsticks beside him, put a piece of fried meat in his hand, and handed it to the man: "taste it."

Jing zhehan took a bite and nodded: "not bad."

"Go up and change your clothes first, and you'll be able to eat soon." With that, she turned back and continued to stir fry.

Jing chihan didn't move. He just looked at her. Under the bright light, the woman's long hair was tied behind her head. The empty hair came out from time to time, and then she stroked it behind her ears.

The woman's white skin, under the light, reflects a kind of transparent light. Her neck is very thin, and there are traces left by him at noon on it. At noon, her hair covered the traces, but now all of them are exposed.

Her hands moved quickly, and soon the kitchen was fragrant.

The cat in his arms was soft on the back of his hand. He suddenly felt that such a day was really good.

Peaceful and peaceful, full of warmth everywhere, such a day, he does not want to destroy, nor willing to destroy.

Therefore, no matter who comes back, no matter what he wants to do, don't want to disturb his happiness, the happiness he finds hard.

"Mr. Jing?" Seeing him standing there, like a log, joss could hardly ignore it, and gave a cry.

The man was awakened by her, slightly pick eyebrows: "address, is really not going to change?"

"Well?" Joe Si Leng for a while, the chat up of touch nose: "I think call Jing always very kind ah, call used to, change to change to too troublesome."

"Husband." He ordered.

Jos wrinkled his nose, hummed, and continued to cook, ignoring.

The man narrowed his eyes and his teeth began to itch again. He hooked his lips for a long time and said with a smile: "you always cry, either here or in bed."

Jos choked on him, looked at him with wide eyes, and kindly reminded him, "my relatives are still here."

The man approached her and said, "I said, I don't care."

Jos was so blocked by this man that she couldn't say a word. Since she was officially together, Jing chihan should call her name more than once, but she didn't want to change it. She wasn't all shy. She just felt that it was too early to call her husband now. After all, no one could tell what the future of this marriage would be.

And that's not good? He also called her joss, she called him Jing Zong, isn't it fair?

However, looking at the man's expression, she can't avoid it tonight. She doesn't think that Jing chihan will force her. After all, she really is here. It's not fake. Jing chihan won't ignore her body so much.

But she believed that he must have another way to grind her slowly.

She can't fight this man.

Biting her teeth, she turned her head and ignored him again.

Jing chihan saw her like this, put down the cat, went up and hugged the man, and quickly put his hand around her waist.

Jos was so scared that he yelled, "husband... OK."

The man is satisfied, pecked on her lip: "darling."

Jos: "it's..."

When joss received Tang Jun's call, it was three o'clock in the middle of the night.

She twisted her eyebrows, looked at the caller ID, and her eyebrows were in pain.

Hold the phone, she still answered, but the voice is continuous: "hello."

"It's me, Jos. I'm sorry to disturb you so late." On the other end of the phone, it was Tang Jun's always mild voice.

"What's the matter?" said Jos, turning over and mumbling

"A few days ago, I didn't say that I was going to other places. I packed up Zhao Yang's things on the plane in the early morning of this morning. Will I send them to you now or will you take them?"

"Now?" Joss sat up, looked at the clock on the wall, and felt more headache: "it's early morning."

"I'm a six o'clock plane. I'm..." Tang Jun was in a dilemma.

Joss shook his head and sat up reluctantly. "Well, I see. Where are you now?"

"Are you coming? Or I'll send it. Your home is... "

Joss really didn't want to move now. She yawned lazily. After all, she said the address, but she didn't say everything. She just said waiting at the intersection.

Hang up the phone, she got up, casually put on clothes, put on a coat, then out of the room.

Next to the master bedroom, a quiet, she quietly closed the door, did not intend to disturb the sleeping man.

When she went downstairs, she walked slowly towards the front facing the light of the street lamp. It was very cold in the early morning. She shrank her neck and put her hand in her pocket, which was a little better.

At the intersection, she stood in the same place and saw that there was no Tang Jun around, so she looked at her mobile phone and dialed: "I'm here, how long do you have?"

"It's just around the corner, very soon."

Just at this time, the bright headlights in front of him suddenly turned on, and joss was visually impaired. He quickly blocked it with his hand and looked through his fingers.

In front is a business car, not Tang Jun's SUV. Without much thought, joss retreated a little.

The business car passed her without stopping.

After waiting for a while, another car came. Joss saw clearly this time. This is Tang Jun.

Tang Jun stops the car and looks at Jos outside. He gets out of the car with a small box in his arms.

Joss saw that the box was sealed, but he didn't think much: "that's it?"

"That's it." Then he handed the box up.

Jos caught it, but he couldn't get it. Jos frowned, "let go."

Tang Jun suddenly took the box back, his face became very ugly: "Jos... Do you think Zhao Yang and I are really impossible?"

"What do you mean

"I want to return my ticket. I don't want to leave. I want to make up with Zhao Yang."

Jos looked at him, not knowing what to say.

"I've resigned from my original company. Do you have any vacancies in Jing's real estate department? Jos, I know you are always with Jing. Please help me and get into Jing's family. I want to find Zhao Yang, but I can't even get into Jing's family now. Jos, you will help me, right? " He said, eager to step forward, a pair of eyes tightly staring at her.

Joss was forced to step back two steps by him, slightly unhappy: "you give me the things first, what's the matter, tomorrow in the daytime."

"Can't wait for tomorrow, six o'clock ticket..." he said, his lips tight, expression is very fragile: "don't you want to help me? I know you and Zhao Yang are friends, but I'm also your friend, aren't I? You know who I am. I'm not a bad person. I just want to fight for it. "

"I can ask Zhao Yang out for you." Looking at Tang Jun at the moment, Qiao Si always felt that the more she looked, the more wrong she was. She didn't want to stay much longer. She reached out and touched the box again: "it's too late today. It's hard to say anything. Let's talk about it tomorrow."