Chapter 1118

"Let go of me!" Xia Jin began to struggle violently, her face was full of unwilling, "you devil, why don't you let me die in bed?"

"Oh?" Jin Beiqing's voice was slightly enchanting with a long ending, "if you want, I can satisfy you."

“……”

Xia Jin was in tears.

Sure enough, she can't fight this man. Maybe she can't fight this man all her life.

In front of Jin Beiqing, there was no turning over serf singing at all.

Looking at Xia Jin's loveless face, Jin Beiqing hooks her lips and then bends over to hold Xia Jin.

The closer to the bed, Xia Jin's heart sank.

She racked her brains and couldn't think of a way to escape, so she accepted her fate with both hands.

When they met at the end of a week, dry wood met the fire. Naturally, there was a lot of trouble.

When Jin Beiqing left the room with Xia Jin in his arms, the clock was almost one o'clock.

Xia Jin, the servant, blushed and lowered her head in a hurry. She did not dare to see her again.

"Ten minutes, lunch ready."

"Yes, young master."

The servant nearest to Jin Beiqing answered, and then went to the kitchen with several other servants.

Xia Jin didn't notice the servants' strange eyes. At this moment, she wanted to go underground.

"Shy?" The man looks at Xia Jin from time to time, and his voice is full of pride.

"Don't talk to me."

“……”

Jin Beiqing picked his eyebrows and listened strangely.

Holding Xia Jin to the restaurant, Jin Beiqing gently put her on the chair.

"What are you going to do if I don't come back today?"

“……”

Xia Jin light glanced at him one eye, did not answer his this question.

"Don't be angry, OK?" Knowing that Xia Jin was angry, Jin Beiqing said softly, "I miss you so much."

As soon as this saying goes, Xia Jin really doesn't know whether he should be angry with Jin Beiqing or not. He can't be entangled.

"Not angry?" Jin Beiqing asked tentatively.

"Oh." Xia Jin sneered, "if you go too far next time, I will ignore you for a week."

"..." Jin Beiqing's eyes narrowed.

He found that Xia Jin's courage is growing.

If I get used to her again, I will not be able to go to heaven one day.

"You..."

"Well?" Xia Jin looks at Jin Beiqing with a smile.

Jin Beiqing's tone immediately eased down, "I promise I won't go too far next time."

His momentum lasted only a second and then dissipated.

"Remember that."

"Good." Jin Beiqing agreed very happily.

Xia Jin stares at her for a while, then takes back her sight.

"You haven't answered the question I asked you."

"What's the problem?"

“……”

After a few seconds of silence, Jin Beiqing said helplessly, "I just asked you what you would do if I didn't come back today."

"Take Jin An to swim."

"Really?" Jin Beiqing's eyes brightened.

The man's reaction makes Xia Jin's eyes become dangerous again, "what are you so excited to do?"

"Nothing."

Jin Beiqing was upright immediately, which meant that he wanted to cover up.

"Jin Beiqing..." Xia Jin reached out and pinched Jin Beiqing's face, "have you forgotten what you promised me?"

"I didn't forget."

"Then why are you so excited?"

After asking, Xia Jin let go of Jin Beiqing's face.

"I haven't been swimming for a long time, so I'm a little excited."

However, Xia Jin was not satisfied with this statement. She knew that Jin Beiqing could not believe eight out of ten words.

"All right." Jin Beiqing eyes moved to the table, "don't think so much."“……”

Is she thinking more?

It's all his performance. It's easy for people to think, OK?

At this time, the servants have pushed the dining car into the restaurant. Xia Jin wanted to warn Jin Beiqing again, but she had to give up.

After taking all the dishes from the dining car to the dining table, the servant went to Jin Beiqing's side and said, "young master, Miss Xia, you can have dinner already."

"Well."

With a faint answer, Jin Beiqing waved his hand and motioned the servants to leave.

After the servants left the restaurant, Jin Beiqing picked up the chopsticks beside the bowl and handed them to Xia Jin, "eat more."

"Not very hungry."

By implication, it may be difficult to eat more.

Jin Beiqing's vision moved down from Xia Jin's face, with a strong displeasure on his face, "eat more every meal, and your appetite will gradually increase."

“……”

She doesn't want to increase her appetite at all. What's more, she's very satisfied with her figure now, incomparably satisfied, quite satisfied. "

"Didn't you listen to me?"

"Well." Xia Jin admits it.

Jin Beiqing clenched his teeth, and his eyes became fierce. "Xia Jin, don't force me to speak

"..." Xia Jin's shoulder broke.

"A bowl of rice." Jin North Qing chopsticks hard into the hands of Xia Jin, "a grain of rice can not be left."

See he began to make the old problem of hegemony, Xia Jin eyebrow a twist, "I can't eat a bowl of rice, and force others?"? Are you reasonable? "

"How?" Jin North Qing picked to pick eyebrow, the appearance is arrogant, "if you don't eat more, I don't calculate words."

“……”

OK, she's convinced, Jin Beiqing.

Xia Jin holds the chopsticks tightly and wants to break them, but she can't stop breaking them. If she can break them, maybe she can frighten Jin Beiqing.

"Eat."

Typical imperative tone.

Although Xia Jin's heart has been exhausted, she still has a good meal.

It's just that she has a lot of strength to chew food. Her eyes sweep to Jin Beiqing from time to time.

And Jin Beiqing is calm, and doesn't look at Xia Jin at all.

In this way, a lunch ended in a very strange atmosphere.

Jin Beiqing picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth. Then he stood up and said, "I can't leave a grain of rice. Do you know?"

"What are you doing?"

"I'll go to the baby room and hug Jin an down."

"Then go quickly." Xia Jin's face finally showed a smile.

As for why she was suddenly happy, Jin Beiqing knew very well.

He turned to the door of the restaurant and looked at the servant. "Go in and look at her. If she pours, let me know."

“……”

Xia Jin forced chopsticks into the rice, where there is a smile on her face.

Jin Beiqing looked back at her and left with a smile.

When he returned to the restaurant with Jin an in his arms, Xia Jin had only one mouthful of rice left in her bowl.

"Has she poured yet?"