Chapter 113: The Daughter of a Wealthy Family (47)
Thinking of this, Qiao An couldn't help but wilt for a moment, and glanced at the newly bought daily necessities, many of which were bits and pieces, but there were no pillows, and she couldn't help but be annoyed.
"Jing Ring!"
"Huh?"
"Why don't you buy me a pillow?"
"Huh?" Jing Jie didn't react for a while.
"Yes, what a grace." Joan took a pillow casually and threw it at Jing Ring.
The pillow was in the middle of Jing Jie's head, and when he was about to land, he was grabbed by Jing Jie, he turned his head and glanced at Qiao An, a little innocent, "What's wrong." ”
"What's wrong?" Joan clasped her hands around her chest, thinking of how much oil she had been rubbed yesterday because of that pillow, she couldn't help but say angrily: "Don't you know what you're doing?" If you don't buy me a pillow, you have bad intentions and are extremely shameless. ”
In fact, it is not very clear and innocent to be scolded Jingjie: "......"
In the face of a woman's vexatiousness, one of the most idiotic ways is to ask why. Because sometimes women are angry for no reason, and most of them just have a coquettish taste.
Jing Jie hadn't talked about it, and he didn't know how to deal with it was the most correct, but it didn't prevent his strong desire to survive from ringing the alarm bell to remind him.
Be obedient to this woman.
It's nothing to be soft.
Especially at this time, the woman was wearing his clothes, which were just past the base of her legs, revealing her long thin white legs, one bent on the sofa, the other on the edge of the sofa, and she sat like that, which reminded him of the feeling of being trapped in her body last night.
He lowered his eyes to hide the turbulence in his eyes, and quietly put the last dish that had been rinsed on the shelf, then slowly dried his hands, picked up the pillow, and looked at her.
That dangerous aura made Qiao An instantly raise his vigilance.
At this time, in the afternoon, the sun was just right, the warm sun shone on him, and he crossed a layer of golden light, and he walked out of the dazzling halo, and gradually fell into the world, becoming a man of flesh and blood and desire.
Under the pressure of that dangerous aura, Qiao An instantly behaved, she took the pillow on the side to cover it, and said very sensitively: "Forget it, I don't want it." ”
"Why not?" Jing Ring bent over, propped himself up in front of her, reached out and wrapped her hair behind her ear, pinched her chin, and then lowered her head and kissed her lips.
The alarm bell rang in Qiao An's head, and she hurriedly reached out to push it, but was pressed on the sofa by Jing Jie.
Jing Jie propped himself up and said, "If you want, I'll give it to you." ”
Joan, who shot herself in the foot: "I said no." ”
"But that's not what you just said."
He lifted the corner of his shirt and touched the base of his leg.
"You say, ill-intentioned?"
He put his hand deep and went all the way up.
"Shameless?"
Qiao An grabbed his hand, and said pitifully and softly: "I'm too late, you let me slow down my stomach." ”
Jing Jie's eyes moved slightly, kissed her forehead, and said seriously: "Exercising after meals will help you eliminate food." ”
Digestion ......
Eat a fart!
Qiao An was angry and was about to struggle to get up, but at this moment, Jing Jie's phone rang.
This life-saving call made Qiao An hurriedly jump up like a shrimp, picked up the phone on the coffee table, and answered it directly.
"Boss, how is it with my sister-in-law? Would you like to hang out together? There was a stupid voice on the other end of the phone.
"Where are you going to play?" Qiao An nodded hurriedly, not at all aware that this call was Jing Jie's consciousness.
"Huh?" Stupid Ping was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "It's sister-in-law, how are you doing with the boss, do you have time to play." ”
"It's okay, I'm free now. Where are we going......" Qiao An asked halfway through when the phone in his hand was taken away by Jing Jie.