Jing Jiaren casually glared at Huo Tingxiao not far away, and then continued to communicate with the old lady, but most of them were the old lady talking and she listened.

The old lady felt sorry for her and was tired of writing, so she generally didn't let her go out to socialize. But it didn't take long for Huo Tingxiao to come over and ask her to go out to meet guests.

Jing Jiaren had no choice but to follow, and at this time she understood what Huo Tingxiao meant by "in what capacity" she said that day.

She came to this banquet as Mrs. Huo Tingxiao.

But it's strange, aren't they all related?

Jing Jiaren held Huo Tingxiao's arm and didn't say much. During the banquet, people in Kyoto who were qualified to be relatives of Huo Jiapan came to Huo Tingxiao to toast, and Huo Tingxiao did not refuse. This is not quite like his usual appearance, Jing Jiaren remembers that he is not an alcoholic.

But no matter how Jing Jiaren reminded him in a place where no one was, Huo Tingxiao still accepted all the wine orders that came to toast. In the end, Jing Jiaren needed to support this man who was 1.8 meters tall to make him stand up.

Later, the banquet dispersed, and Jing Jiaren helped the drunk Huo Tingxiao back upstairs to rest. When the weight of the man's body pressed on Jing Jiaren, the little girl scolded in her heart while struggling to hold on, and while the guests were away, Jing Jia kicked him several times.

Inexplicably kicked Huo Tingxiao: "......"

Throwing Huo Tingxiao in the master bedroom, Jing Jiaren struggled to stand up. She found a set of pajamas for Huo Tingxiao, and looked around the bedroom.

This is the place where she slept for more than two years, and although it was a difficult time, this room was the place she knew best. Nowadays, even this bedroom is not available.

Jing Jiaren turned around and left the bedroom, she wanted to go back to school.

But as soon as he walked out of the bedroom door, the old lady's butler appeared at the entrance of the stairs.

"Young grandma, the old lady said to let you not leave tonight." The housekeeper said.

Jing Jiaren was stunned: "But...... I still have to go to school. ”

She didn't choose to tell the truth, for fear that the old lady wouldn't be able to bear it.

But the housekeeper insisted on letting Jing Jiaren stay, because of her appearance today, the old lady's spirit was much better than before, and the meal and rest were very smooth, which was very comforting to the family.

Since the old lady spoke, Lin Zhiqing was not easy to stop, and she also sent someone over to let Jing Jiaren stay and rest, but she didn't want Jing Jiaren and Huo Tingxiao to rest together.

So the housekeeper sent by Mrs. Lin had just finished conveying Mrs. Lin's meaning, and then he had to arrange accommodation for Jing Jiaren. It was still the old lady's housekeeper who observed her words and looked very good, and took the lead in saying that the old lady let the young grandmother sleep in the master bedroom.

Jing Jiaren: "......"

My heart is rejected.

But instead of being targeted by Lin Zhiqing, she might as well face Huo Tingxiao's big change, fortunately he was drunk today. This is the only comfort that Jing Jiaren can give herself.

Jing Jiaxin thought that Huo Tingxiao was drunk anyway, so she might as well get together in that master bedroom for the night. There were still her things in the room, and after Jing Jiaren cleaned up, she carefully lay down on the bed.

It's good I didn't wake up.

Jing Jiaren stared at the man lying quietly next to him, exhaled a long breath, and reached out to turn off the light.

She pulled up the quilt and closed her eyes to rest. The man next to her suddenly turned over, Jing Jiaren opened her eyes instantly, and then, she felt the weight on her body suddenly become heavier.

Huo Tingxiao!

In the dark, Jing Jiaren couldn't see the man's face clearly, but she could feel that his palm was moving towards her along the silk quilt.

Jing Jiaren grabbed his hand, but he buckled it above his head, and his other big palm continued to enter along the gap in the silk quilt, and touched her skin through the barrier of the pajamas.

Huo Tingxiao actually pretended to be drunk, what is this called.

Jing Jiaren struggled hard, trying to push Huo Tingxiao away with her hands and feet, but she couldn't withstand the strength of the man in front of her, especially after he drank a lot of wine.

The darker it is, the more chaotic it is, the two of them come and go, most of the clothes on their bodies have faded, and a large piece of Jing Jia's skin is exposed, although there is no light, you can still vaguely see the color of snow.

Huo Tingxiao breathed heavily, and he said in a low voice in Jing Jiaren's ear: "Good, don't move." ”

It's a fool not to move!

Jing Jiaren continued to struggle in a very angry manner, but still couldn't escape the powerful suppression of the man.

Feeling his palms roaming all over her body, Jing Jiaren's heart was on fire, but she was not Huo Tingxiao's opponent at all, and she couldn't even delay time by writing.

Huo Tingxiao's hand had reached the final bottom line, and a flower instantly exploded in Jing Jiaren's mind, and countless sparks were rising out.

In the ambiguous darkness, a hoarse and deep voice sounded.

"Huo Tingxiao, stop!"

It's like an old radio in the eighties has finally been pulled out of the corner, although it can make a sound, but the tone and timbre have been corroded and degenerated by years of rust, and the final sound is just like what Jing Jiaren just emitted.

Hoarse, torn, unpleasant, not even a single tone.

This was Huo Tingxiao's last thought before his plan succeeded.

He paused suddenly, reminiscing about the small, unpleasant voice from Jing Jiaren just now.

Huo Tingxiao stopped his hand, and the little woman under him was about to run to the side, but he pressed and dragged back.

"Where are you going?" Huo Tingxiao asked.

Jing Jiaren did not respond.

"Can you talk?" Huo Tingxiao gasped and asked in her ear, pinching Jing Beauty's small earlobe by the way.

Jing Jiaren ignored him.

I don't know what Huo Tingxiao's expression is in the dark, but Jing Jiaren can think of it, it must be with a playful smile.

The next moment, Huo Tingxiao smiled playfully and talked to Jing Beauty.

"When will it be said? At school? Huo Tingxiao asked again.

Jing Jiaren hesitated for a moment, but decided to try to use her vocal cords that suddenly made a sound.

She hadn't spoken for more than a decade, and if it hadn't been for the urgency of the situation just now, she would have forgotten how to speak and how to speak.

"No, there is, first, first, first." Jing Jiaren said word by word.

The man's chuckle rang in his ears, and he leaned on top of her, close to her skin.

"It's a terrible sound." Huo Tingxiao said.

Jing Jiaren: "......, don't you laugh so happily after listening to it, okay?"

"But it doesn't matter, it's much better than your phone app that plays with voice." Huo Tingxiao said.

"What's more, my woman, she only needs to talk to me, it doesn't matter if others listen or not."

Jing Jiaren: "......"

Huo Tingxiao didn't get an answer, and his hand exerted several more strength on her waist, in exchange for a few hissing sounds from the little woman.

"Throat, pain." Jing Jiaren made a sound uncomfortably, and Huo Tingxiao immediately withdrew his hand.

"I'm sorry I won't tease you." Huo Tingxiao took the person into his arms, "I'll go for a review tomorrow and have a good rest." ”

After he finished speaking, he kissed her on the forehead, as if he were a special relief.

Jing Jiaren blushed a little inexplicably.

Although Huo Tingxiao did not continue his behavior just now, his hands and feet were still not so civilized between Jing Jiaren's legs. But after tossing for so long, Jing Jiaren didn't have time to mess with him anymore, so she compromised in the familiar arms of men.

Before going to bed, Huo Tingxiao still couldn't help it, and said another word in her ear.

"So, my name is the first thing you call."

Jing Jiaren: "...... Childish, childish. ”

The ugly voice sounded in his ears again, and Huo Tingxiao chuckled lowly again. The man's head was buried in the neck socket of Jing Jiaren, as if he had arrived in some safe place.

The two hugged each other and fell asleep.

On the second day, Jing Jiaren woke up in Huo Tingxiao's arms, and when she opened her eyes, the man was looking at her with his forehead propped up.

Why is this picture so familiar?

Jing Jiaren was just about to get up, but was held down by Huo Tingxiao: "There is another question, when will you come back?" I- Grandma wants you to come back to live. ”

After listening to this, Jing Jiaren didn't speak, her eyes glanced to the side, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Huo Tingxiao didn't force her, and the two got up and washed together.

Early in the morning, Huo Tingxiao arranged for Xiao Song to come over to pick up the two of them to the hospital, and arranged for the best doctor to review them.

It is said that the recovery is very good, but it is not yet time to open the throat, it is estimated that he is in a hurry and needs to recuperate.

Although Huo Tingxiao didn't say anything on the way back, Jing Jiaren could see that he was probably angry with himself. If he hadn't been tough last night, Jing Jiaren wouldn't have spoken suddenly.

For the rest of the time, Huo Tingxiao didn't take the initiative to say anything to Jing Jiaren.

Jing Jiaren didn't take it to heart, and she went back after Xiao Song sent her to school. There was still class in the afternoon, and Jing Jiaren simply cleaned up and entered the classroom.

However, when she went in, she felt something different. Originally, it was supposed to be a lively and cheerful group of gossip all day long, but today they are basically wearing masks, and their spirits are also happy.

Jing Jiaren asked the girl closest to her what the situation was, and the girl said that the flu had been serious in the past two days, and everyone had been infected. Jing Jiaren nodded, she didn't say anything, she wanted to go to class well, but she didn't expect that as soon as she sat down, Dong Yi's tablemate Qiao Yimei came over.

"Classmate Jing, you are here, don't you give an explanation for causing our class to be like this?" Qiao Yimei said this sentence with one mouth, and gave Jing Jiaren a crime.

Jing Jiaren looked stunned, not knowing what she meant.

Qiao Yimei saw that she was pretending to be stupid, so she couldn't look down on her: "You still don't admit it?" Do you see how many good ones are there in our class now? If you hadn't brought the virus here, would they have contracted the flu so quickly? “

Jing Jiaren spread her hands, which means, what does it have to do with me.

Qiao Yimei was unhappy: "It doesn't matter, who made you wear a mask all the time!" Who knows if you got the flu so you brought it on purpose! Now that you're better, your classmates have caught a cold, how can you take this responsibility? ”

Qiao Yimei finished saying this paragraph indignantly, and Jing Jiaren looked at her like a fool.

There are many unreasonable people in the world, and she can always meet even more unreasonable ones.

Jing Jiaren didn't respond, but Qiao Yimei got closer and closer to her.

"If you want to prove that you are not the culprit, it is not impossible, take off your mask and let us see if it is a cold, so that we will know." Qiao Yimei said.

Jing Jiaren snorted coldly and slowly opened her mouth: "I, why, to, let, you, see, mine, look?" ”

The coldness that burst out of her in an instant made her classmates who were a few meters away from her feel a trace of coldness.