Chapter 65

Even if he dotes on any little star, he can give away more than 100000 or 200000 things. He doesn't believe that Jing chihan is so mean to women.

In the past, when Chengxue followed jingzhehan, he had no more than 70000 things on his body.

Joss didn't know how to tell him, so he had to say, "after a while, Jing always came down, and you asked him to borrow it. In fact, I think Jing always meant well. Since you're the one who made people's stomachs grow up, you should be responsible."

"How to be responsible, married?" Fu Chen sneered: "little sister-in-law, are you kidding me?"

If he wants to marry anyone who opens a house with, he will not be too busy.

Looking at his playboy attitude, joss didn't like it very much, and his voice hardened: "you've been corrupting like this, and you're easy to get sick."

"Hello Fu Chen roared: "what are you? I'll teach you a lesson."

Jos was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, he was so fierce and embarrassed. He just sat on the chair and didn't make a sound.

After Fu Chen roared, he also felt that he was too sensitive and said too much, but he didn't seem to find anything. He just said it casually, relieved and said, "give me something to eat."

Joss turned a page of the book and didn't look up. "I'm nothing. I can't afford to eat something I've made."

"You..." Fu Chen clenched his teeth. He didn't expect that Jing chihan's woman was just as annoying as him. He was pretty good to him last time. Fried egg and fried rice were OK. Now he's talking with a gun.

He snorted heavily and shut the door.

On the second floor, Jing zhehan took off his clothes, and at the same time, he took all the sounds of falling into his ears. The corners of his mouth rose faintly and went into the bathroom.

When he came down from the bath, his hair was still dripping. Jos got up and asked, "where are your towels, Mr. Jing?"

"Fell into the pool, wet."

Jos was stunned for a moment, thinking that there was only one towel at home?

However, she was not very clear about the things in jingzhehan's house. She had two new ones, so she went upstairs, took down the towel and handed it to him.

"Wipe it for me." The way men take for granted.

Jos: "it's..."

Mr. Jing, I know you're an old man, but are you lazy enough to brush your hair? Qiao Si Tucao is weak, and make complaints about it. After all, he goes past and slowly wipe it for him behind him.

This is the first time that joss has wiped a man's hair in his life. Jing chihan's hair is hard. Some people say that a man with hard hair has a hard character.

She thinks that this is too right, strong, overbearing, tough, these are the special pronouns of Jing chihan.

Both of them seem to be in a hurry. As joss slowly wipes, Jing chihan continues to read. The one in the guest room, hungry, lies on the bed of the guest room full of ash and shrinks into a ball.

As time went by, his hair was dry, and Jos was sleepy.

"Go to bed." Jingche cold road.

Joe grunted vaguely, nodded, looked at the guest room again before leaving, and sighed.

He went upstairs and soon Jos fell asleep.

When she woke up the next day, it was still a little early. She came out with her slippers on her back. At the handrail on the second floor, she saw that the first floor was empty and there was not half a person. She knew that Jing chihan could not stay up all night and pay attention to the dust.

She went to the bathroom to wash, and then came out, and walked into the kitchen, but when she saw the situation in the kitchen, she lost all her sleep in a moment!

What's going on? Have you been robbed! Or the aliens are coming! Or terrorist attacks!

Countless thoughts flew through her mind. At last, she bit her teeth and knocked on the door of the guest room.

"Dong Dong! Dong, Dong, Dong

Fu Chen is half asleep and half awake. When he hears people smashing the door, he rubs his eyes and gets up impatiently to open the door.

Before the door opened, he suddenly thought of something. He immediately stepped back two steps, smacked his mouth, went back to bed, covered his head with clothes, and could not hear anything.

Upstairs, the king woke up and walked out slowly, leaning against the guardrail and looking down.

Joss knocked on the door for half a day, but he didn't hear the reaction. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth. As soon as he looked up, he saw Jing chihan again. He couldn't help but said, "Mr. Jing, come down and have a look!"

Jing chihan picked his eyebrows and walked down slowly. Joss was so angry that her hair stood up. She took the man to the kitchen door and pointed inside. She couldn't speak.

The refrigerator is not closed. All the water on the floor and the cupboard are opened. The bottles and cans of ingredients are scattered everywhere. There are several dirty dishes in the pool, three or four chopsticks, one in the East and one in the West. The towel that used to wipe hands is full of oil stains. It seems that there is something black in the pot. I can't tell what it is for the time being.

In a word, the whole kitchen is just like it's been robbed and it hasn't been cleared yet!

Jing chihan's eyes narrowed slightly. He looked at Jos's gasping and reached for her head.

Jos looked up at him with an aggrieved look on his face: "the chocolate I made for you last night is gone."

Jing Che cold eyes color move, the cold meaning of the fundus is deeper.

When he went upstairs and came down again, with a bunch of keys in his hand, he went to the door of the guest room and opened the door easily.

Inside, Fu Chen is still sleeping, lying on his back in bed, and joss is lying at the door. Just as he wants to attack, Jing chihan compares his fingers and asks her not to make a sound.

Jos didn't understand, but saw him go into the kitchen, get a glass of water, then go straight into the guest room, and pour it on the man who was still dreaming on the bed.

"Ah --" almost the next moment, Fu Chen jumped up.

He put his head against the water, touched his face and roared angrily: "Jing chihan, you are sick!"

"Who is sick?" He gave a long sneer.

Pay a dust, some guilty: "what do you say?"

"It's nothing, but you are not welcome here. So, are you going by yourself or shall I ask my uncle to pick you up? Choose one. "

"Jing chihan, we grew up together. You can't do this to me. I'll die when I go back. I'll live here for a few days, just a few days. Can't I owe you a personal debt?" Fu Chen is about to cry. When his father beat someone, whether he was born or not, he said he would beat him or die.

Jing Che cold smile, dark eyes full of chill: "what's going on in the kitchen?"

"I..." Fu Chen's heart was empty and said dryly: "I'm not hungry..."

It's OK to eat when you're hungry, but it's revenge when he makes the kitchen like that, so he's welcome.

He didn't speak, just looked at him with deep eyes.

Fu Chen choked to death. Seeing joss at the door, he said in a hurry: "brother and sister, please advise you to have a good family view."

Jos doesn't want to pay attention to Fu Chen at all. The kitchen is her territory. Even Jing chihan has to help clean the dishes when he goes in. Fu Chen can't bear to make it look like that.

With a snort from the tip of her nose, she turned her head and ignored it.

"Can't I admit my mistake?" The situation is urgent, don't have any dignity, Fu Chen said pitifully.