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Jing Rong said, then began to carefully for her on the medicine.

His action is as careful as sweeping dust for antiques. His eyes are even more focused.

With such eyes and actions, Jing bao'er blushed.

The coolness diffuses in the lower body. Soon, the hot feeling is relieved.

"Dong Dong Dong --"

the knock on the door broke through the room.

When Jing bao'er hears the news, she immediately pushes Jing Rong away, gets up straight and neatly, lifts her trousers, and quickly slips out of the window -

compared with Jing bao'er's panic, Jing Rong seems more calm and relaxed.

After carefully tightening the anti-inflammatory ointment, he threw it into the drawer of the bedside table. Then he went to the front of the computer and sat down. Facing the door, he asked, "who is it?"

"Brother Rong, it's me..."

Luo Suran's voice comes to Jingrong's ears and makes her eyebrows slightly frown.

"Come in --" Jing Rong responded lukewarm.

Then Jing Rong got up and sat down in front of the sofa.

Seeing that Russell ran pushed the door in, Jing Rong politely said, "Su ran, come and sit down..."

With a smile, Russell walked all the way to Jingrong and sat down with a smile.

After smoothing his hair, Russell asked, "brother Rong, I thought you would come to see my painting exhibition today..."

"There are very important things in the company today. I can't get away from them. I'm sorry." Jingrong road.

"It doesn't matter. Next time I hold an exhibition, you must come and see it." Said Russell.

"Well, if you have time, do you want to come to my house?" Jing Rong asked.

"Nothing, just to give uncle Jing some tonic." Said Russell.

"Thank you Next time, don't spend any more. Besides, the old man doesn't lack those things. " Jingrong road.

"Brother Rong, if you're not busy, take me outside to walk in the yard?" Asked Russell.

Jing Rong nodded.

Then Jing Rong gets up and leaves the room with Russell.

After they go downstairs, Jingrong takes Russell to the courtyard.

Stepping on the silver moonlight, Russell followed Jingrong's steps and strolled in the yard all the way.

"Brother Rong, are you free tomorrow? I'll treat you to dinner. " Russell ran was the first to break the silence.

"I'm afraid not tomorrow. There's something in the company..."

"And when are you free?" Asked Russell.

"I'm afraid I haven't had time recently..."

How can Luo Suran not know that Jingrong is deliberately refusing.

Although Jingrong's attitude towards her has always been very polite, she can still clearly feel that Jingrong has been deliberately keeping a distance from her.

"Oh, forget it." Although Russell ran had a smile on his lips, he was very embarrassed in his heart.

I think she is also the daughter of the presidential palace. She should have power, appearance and talent. Which man saw her and didn't like her.

But Jing Rong was always indifferent to her.

However, the more indifferent and alienated he was, the more she wanted to get close to him and conquer him

His indifference, his estrangement, for her, is a fatal temptation.

"Old four, Su ran, come back for dinner..."

Song Limei's voice rang out.

Jing Rong and Luo Suran stop together and look back -

Song Limei stands not far away from them, smiling.

"Come on, let's eat..." Jingrong road.

"Well..." Russell responded with a smile.

……

When Jingrong and Russell ran walked into the restaurant, the Jings had already taken their seats.

There are two vacant seats beside the table, one on Jing Aotian's left and one on Jing Baoer's right

"Suran, come and sit with me Come on, come on Jing Aotian looks at the joy of Russell's face.

"Yes, uncle Jing." With a smile, Russell goes to Jing Aotian and sits down directly.

Then Jingrong went to jingbao'er and sat down.

As soon as Jingrong sits down, jingbao'er's two feet under the table leave the slippers restlessly, and then begin to rub against Jingrong's legs together

Crisp - numb feeling, spread in his legs, his heart itching unbearable.

"Fourth uncle, where did you go with elder sister Su ran just now?" Jing bao'er asked, pretending to be calm.

"A little stroll in the yard." Jing Rong responded lukewarm.

"Sister Suran, you are so beautiful. If only you could be my little aunt." Leng leisurely while holding vegetables, while looking at Russell, praised.

Cold leisurely words, Jing bao'er listen in the ear, but stab in the heart.But because so many people were present, Jing bao'er didn't take it easy.

When Leng leisurely said this, Russell blushed instantly. She immediately lowered her head, put food in her face and said, "leisurely, what nonsense."

"Sister Suran, I hope you can be my little aunt." Duan qianrong said.

"Well, qianrong, leisurely, don't be big or small. There are so many people who like you, sister Suran. It's not your uncle's turn to me..." Jing Rong responds lightly.

What he said made Russell breathe.

Can she not understand the meaning of his words.

This simple sentence seems to belittle himself. However, it is an overt and covert expression that it is impossible for him and her

Although Jing Rong didn't say it directly, Luo Suran understood it.

Luo Suran understood, Jing Laozi understood, song Limei understood, but Duan qianrong and Leng Youran didn't understand and didn't care

As soon as Jing Rong said this, his face turned black.

Song Li Mei looked at Jing Rong awkwardly, then she put a piece of braised meat in front of Russell ran and said, "vegetarian, eat meat. The braised meat I cooked today is delicious."

Russell forced a smile, then bowed his head and ate the meat.

When others are in a bad mood, jingbao'er is happy to have flowers.

On the surface, Jing bao'er always pretends that she doesn't understand anything and eats the same food. On the contrary, she keeps rubbing Jing Rong with her feet under the table, teasing him, teasing him

……

After dinner, the king's family took Russell to the door and went back to the living room together.

As soon as he entered the living room, Mr. Jing went directly to the front of the tea table and sat down. Then, looking at Jingrong, he said solemnly, "senior, come here, I have something to tell you Everybody else, go upstairs... "

Hearing this, Jing Rong immediately walks to Jing Aotian's single sofa and sits down. Then he lights a cigarette and smokes it leisurely

Jing bao'er, Song Li Mei, Duan Qian Rong and Leng you ran went upstairs.

"Dad, what do you want to say?" Jing Rong asked.