Chapter 8: He is as gentle as water in the morning.
The next day, when Jiang Luo woke up, she found that not only did she have a splitting headache, but her body also seemed to have been crushed, especially her shoulder, where she had been bitten by Xing Zheyan yesterday, and it was still a hot pain.
She lifted her shoulders and half-squinted, and she was startled to find a person sitting at the head of the bed.
"Do you want such a big reaction?" Xing Zheyan's voice sounded refreshing and clean, and he sat on the edge of the bed while buttoning his cufflinks while squinting at Jiang Yao, "It's nine o'clock, it's time to get up." ”
After speaking, he stood up, and the bright sunlight fell on his body and dyed a white halo, which made him feel a little more abstinent in white clothes and black pants.
Jiang Xia hurriedly lowered his head and didn't look at him.
But Xing Zheyan still looked at her.
"I'm going back today."
Jiang was stunned for a moment, "Go back?" She didn't understand what Xing Zheyan meant.
"I have to go back every weekend, what's the matter, the ugly daughter-in-law is still afraid to see her in-laws?"
It turned out to be back to Xing's house.
Jiang Xuan nodded.
"Don't just nod, get up." Xing Zheyan said as he gestured to pull her quilt.
Jiang Yu hurriedly pressed it with his hand, "I, I'm not wearing clothes." ”
Her sexy dress from yesterday was now lying in a corner of the bathroom, and this was Xing Zheyan's bedroom, where she didn't usually sleep.
"Ten minutes for you." Xing Zheyan sat back on the edge of the bed and raised his wrist to look at the time.
Jiang Yu hurriedly said, "Ten minutes is enough, I still have to ......"
"Nine minutes and fifty-three seconds left."
"Ouch!" Jiang Xia had no choice but to get up, wrapped in a sheet and ran out, looking a little funny.
Xing Zheyan continued to count, "Nine minutes and fifty-two seconds, nine minutes and fifty-one seconds...... watching her embarrassed figure disappear at the end of the aisle, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
He picked up his phone to check the information, and half an hour ago, his sister Xing Qingling called him and asked him to help her say a few good words when he came home this time.
She was going to work for a certain company, and her parents didn't agree.
"Good brother, please, please!"
Xing Zheyan could imagine Xing Qinglime's appearance at this time, and he continued to smile and replied dotingly, "I know, grinding people." ”
He put away his phone and was about to leave, his eyes fell on the empty bed, the traces of yesterday's love were still there, he thought of something and took out his phone again.
He made a phone call and asked people to remove all the information about Jiang Yu on the Internet, "If I can still search for her news, you are the only one who asks." ”
After instructing him, he deleted the photos he received yesterday.
Looking at the time again, there were three minutes left, and he went downstairs.
Downstairs, Jiang Luo ran out of his room, his slightly curly long hair scattered like seaweed, like a fugitive princess in a fairy tale.
"Xing Zheyan, you give me another five minutes, and I'll put on makeup." Although she knew that the Xing family did not welcome her, Jiang Luo didn't want to lose her politeness when she came to the door for the first time, not to mention that she had a hangover yesterday and her face was puffy and swollen.
Xing Zheyan thought for a moment, "Five minutes is not impossible, but ......"
"Poof" Jiang Xuan stood on tiptoe and took a sip on his lips, then ran back while saying thank you.
Xing Zheyan licked his lips with the tip of his tongue.
At this time, Jiang Yi poked his head out of the room again, "I'm fast, really fast, don't worry!" ”
Xing Zheyan coughed involuntarily, don't worry, why is this sentence so ambiguous.
He coughed again and said deliberately very seriously, "Hurry up, there is a limit to my passage." ”
In the end, he also commented on Jiang Yao, "He is also a grinding spirit." ”
As he said this, he had a doting smile on his face.