Chapter 50 Are You So Good at Flirting in Front of Men?

"Don't the servants need to rest?"

Jing Qingchen said as if he was serious, obviously he didn't consider Secretary Qi, who was online 24 hours a day.

Ji Hao listened to this, glanced at him, and didn't plan to mess around.

Jing Qingchen looked at the woman with a delicate face, casually lifted her hair, bit the leather band lightly, and tied a ponytail.

"Then I'll cook first, the kitchen is in ......"

Before Ji Hao finished speaking, Jing Qingchen clasped her wrist, as if to rub people into the bone marrow and cover her seductive red lips.

"Are you so flirtatious in front of men?"

His kiss is not like the usual noble and ascetic appearance, but it is crazy and hot, as if it wants to melt her!

That time was so long-lasting.

But just now, she just tied her hair?!!

What's the matter, it's become flirtatious?

"Tie your hair in front of a man, it's all flirtatious?"

Ji Zhen touched her lips that were red and swollen from being kissed, and her smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes, but her delicate eyebrows and eyes seemed to be bewitching.

"Count!"

His gaze is as secretive as deep, and his reason will always fall into a mess because of this woman.

If it were ancient times, Ji Zhen would be a demon girl who specializes in demagoguery!

"This is also flirtatious, isn't it more flirtatious to take off your clothes?"

Ji Zhen looked at him with a smile and half raised her eyebrows.

Jing Qingchen squinted lightly, his pale eyes had always been unable to see through emotions, and Qinggui's eyebrows and eyes were a little colder.

Just then, Jing Qingchen said indifferently, "Then I don't mind, Mrs. Jing will try it in front of me tonight." ”

"Mr. Jing, I'm going to cook."

Ji Hao just wanted to leave, but he took him by the hand and took him to the kitchen on the left side of the first floor.

He took the apron and put it on for Ji Zhen, and his pale eyes dimmed.

Before Ji Hao could react, the man wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and slowly kissed her neck, his cold voice slightly low.

"Mrs. Jing, you should study hard and how to please your husband."

"What's in it for you?"

Ji Zhen ripped his hand away, turned around to open the refrigerator, and picked out some vegetables and meat.

This scene made Jing Qingchen's eyes light thousands of miles into the deep sea, and he couldn't see the edge.

"I can give you everything you want."

"What if you want to fall in love with me?"

As soon as these words sounded, Jing Qingchen's eyes fell silent like night.

Ji Zhen snorted lightly, washing vegetables in her hands, even if she didn't look back, she could know what this man's expression was.

Falling in love with her?

Is it possible for a man like Jing Qingchen?

"Mr. Jing, go and wait for the meal."

Ji Hao didn't want this man to stand here stupidly, and said with a light smile.

"Ji Zhen, it depends on your ability."

After saying this, Jing Qingchen walked out.

And Ji Hao lightly hooked the corners of her lips, and her expression was so light that she couldn't make any waves.

She was not in the slightest interest in this man's feelings.

When he's done playing, she'll just pull away.

Jing Qingchen is not a saint and gentleman, and he has no intention of letting Ji Zhen go.

But at least he wants this goblin, and he is willing to be happy under him, so he doesn't mind keeping it in captivity first.

"It's time to eat, not going to serve the food?"

Ji Hao came over with a bowl of soup, and Jing Qingchen looked at Ji Zhen wearing an apron, and there was a throbbing in his heart inexplicably.

However, Ji Zhen was also the first person who dared to ask Jing Shao to serve food.

Outsiders know, I don't know how much more red eyes there will be.

After finally getting a few dishes on the table, the phone suddenly rang.

Jing Qingchen looked at the remarks on the screen that it was Zhao Qiancan, his eyes flickered slightly, and he threw it to Ji Zhen.

"You take it."

Seeing Jing Qingchen indifferent, the corners of Ji Zhen's mouth hooked up a bewitching arc.