Chapter 8 Being a Wife
An Jing was shackled by Ji Chendong within his range, and the banter arc at the corner of his mouth was a little thicker, and what he liked most was to force An Jing to show that shy and forbearant appearance. γγγMobile phone users directly visit wΓ¨ndashubaoγ
Dare to be angry but dare not speak.
With a red face, An Jing wanted to lower her head, but Ji Chendong's fingertips imprisoned her jaw, and the expression on her face was unreservedly revealed in front of him.
Just when the atmosphere was ambiguous, the mobile phone ringtone in the room rang quietly, An Jing pushed away Ji Chendong in front of him like a dream, his cheeks were red, and he said, "Your phone is ringing." β
Immediately, An Jing bent down and escaped from the crook of Ji Chendong's arm, and quickly ran out of the bedroom.
Ji Chendong turned around and looked at the back of the deserted escape, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't stop rising.
Leaned over on the table and picked up the mobile phone, looked at the caller ID, answered the phone, and said in a bad tone: "Hypnotic." β
Duan Yi kept thinking over there over the phone: "What are you two still doing ink on the bed, I don't know if everyone is waiting for you?" β
Ji Chendong said impatiently: "I didn't let you wait, what should you do." β
Duan Yi continued: "Women are around, don't make it look like you're dissatisfied, are you energetic?" β
Ji Chendong said brokenly: "Get out." β
If it weren't for the extremely 'timely' call of his, maybe Ji Chendong would be able to drag An Jingzi to fight in bed for another round now.
The good atmosphere was disturbed by him in this way.
Thinking of Anjing's small appearance just now, Ji Chendong only felt itchy.
Without waiting for Duan Yi to reply, Ji Chendong said: "What should you do, why don't you wait for us." Saying that, Duan Yi turned a deaf ear and chattered over there, and hung up the phone directly.
casually threw the mobile phone on the bed, ripped off the bath towel on his body, and changed his clothes as if no one was next to Ji Chendong, but there was indeed no one in the bedroom, even if An Jing was by his side now, Ji Chendong had no scruples.
Ji Chendong took a set of clothes of the same color as An Jing in the cloakroom and put them on his body, white pants and blue shirts, which can look good when worn casually.
Since he was with An Jing, he has a lot of clothes from the same series as the one she bought, or the same color tone.
In the past, if he saw a couple dressed as a couple on the road, Ji Chendong would dislike it in every way, and the most disdainful thing was this kind of eagerness to call on the world to prove that they were a couple.
But now Ji Chendong knows that it's not disdain, it's not unwilling, it's just that it depends on who is wearing a couple shirt with you, and he can't wait to wear the same clothes as An Jing every day to show that she is famous.
lest you be troubled by thieves.
Ji Chendong's hair was irritable with a towel a few times, and he walked out half-dry.
When An Jing came out of the bedroom, he immediately ran into the kitchen and drank a glass of cold water to cool down.
An Jing kept secretly slandering himself, now he is really becoming more and more defenseless in front of Ji Chendong, any action, any look can make him lose his soul in him, he can't resist the restlessness in his heart, and he is aroused by him at will.
Looking at Ji Chendong who walked out of the bedroom, he saw that his hair was still a little wet, and An Jing's good-looking brows couldn't help frowning.
He said, "Why don't you blow dry your hair?" β
Ji Chendong shook the broken hair in front of his forehead, and said disappreciatively: "It's okay, I'll do it in a while." β
Whether it's winter or summer, Ji Chendong hates blowing his hair and always feels troublesome.
An Jing took out a hair dryer from the room and pulled Ji Chendong to sit on the sofa to dry him: "Don't you know that you will have a headache after you keep doing this?" β
Ji Chendong said: "I'm in good health, so I don't need to worry. β
An Jing replied: "When you get older and shout a headache in the future, it will be too late." β
Ji Chendong said teasingly: "Don't I still have you?" β
An Jing held a hair dryer in one hand, shuttled through Ji Chendong's black and soft broken hair with the other, raised his eyebrows lightly, and replied: "Are you making me a maid?" β
Not to mention, An Jing knows that Ji Chendong doesn't like to blow his hair every time he takes a bath, and sometimes he doesn't care if his hair is dry or wet when he sleeps at night, so he sleeps directly.
An Jingzhen doesn't understand him, he is awkward in other aspects, he is awkward to death, the hotel must be a five-star suite, and the clothes must be a famous brand that he recognizes, and he can't see that the clothes are a little messy on his body, otherwise he will be uncomfortable.
But the pillow was wet, and he could sleep like this, and An Jing couldn't understand this.
From the initial urging, to the last beautiful errand fell on herself, as long as he finished bathing, she would dry his hair.
Hearing this, Ji Chendong smiled, the corners of his lips hooked, and said, "No, I will make you but my wife." β
An Jing pushed Ji Chendong's head and said, "Flim tongue." β
Ji Chendong's hair was almost dry, and An Jing spent a minute helping him smooth it out.
Pulling off the plug, An Jing said, "Okay, let's go, don't let them wait for us all the time." β
Ji Chendong stood up, lowered his head and kissed An Jinghong's lips, and then said, "Let them wait, and it won't be bad for the two of us." β
After that, Ji Chendong drove An Jing in the car, and the car drove directly to the downstairs of the Night Charm, whether it was the Imperial Court or the Night Charm in Zhangcheng, it was a place for a group of rich people to have fun.
Every evening, the surrounding area is full of luxury cars, neon lights, resplendent gold, and the nightlife officially begins.
An Jing and Ji Chendong got out of the car at the same time, and the two walked straight inside side by side, and the hall manager saw Ji Chendong and stepped forward with a smile: "Ji Shao, Miss An." β
This is not the first time Ji Chendong has brought An Jing here, when he first came over, he was greeted like this, An Jing was still a little uncomfortable, after all, his identity was resting, but now, An Jing is also used to this kind of treatment.
Even if a person has no desires and is satisfied with the status quo, that person's vanity is still there.
An Jing's smiling chin.
Ji Chendong took An Jing's hand and walked straight towards the elevator.
Ji Chendong, who grew up in Zhangcheng, even if you say that he doesn't know some places, he knows all about the large and small nightclubs.
Basically, going to a place is a local VVIP, not only can they afford to pay for it, but also their identities are resting, who can not give them these famous young easters in Shicheng.
Ji Chendong took An Jing to the private room where he often played, pushed the door and entered.
A group of people looked at the people coming at the door, and they all began to laugh at it.
Except for Ji Chendong's birthday, a group of people got together together, and then Ji Chendong shirked all of them, and lived a life of getting up early and going to bed early with An Jing.
Looking at the two people at the door, Duan Yi mocked: "I know that you are in love, you don't need to wear a couple outfit as soon as you meet, and show something." β