Chapter 212

Joe's head almost hit the glass when he fell forward.

She looked back at the road ahead and found a dog running in the middle of the road.

Jos took a breath and looked at the man beside her with fear. For a moment, she thought he wanted to kill her.

Well, the brain hole can't be expanded. Once it is expanded, it can't stop.

The plot of any vulgar TV play comes out.

The dog was taken away by the owner and the car went on.

Jos felt the armrest of his head coldly, and his palms were sweating.

Jing chihan saw it and laughed: "it's not so serious."

Jorie swallowed and looked at him.

The car went two blocks ahead and got home.

As soon as they got home, joss hugged the dough and rubbed its soft fur to shock himself.

Jing chihan went upstairs to change his clothes. There was no difference in peacetime.

Joss sat on the sofa, clutching the dough's tiny hairy paws, and muttered, "if you see the host do something violent, don't be afraid. Run, you know?" Then he picked up the bread and told her carefully: "go to Mr. Yang's home and ask him to call the police. Remember, you can't find Yin Lin from the third group of serious crimes. They are a group. They used to be classmates, so they must protect him."

The dough rolled sticky on Jos's knee, raised his head, squinted and meowed.

Seeing that it had no sense of crisis, Jos felt his head disappointedly and said, "if you can't go home at that time, you can go to Mr. Yang's house. Mr. Yang is kind-hearted and will take you in. Don't bully Xiaojin. You're going to be late. Don't make too much noise. You have to do a good job in household relations, you know?"

"What did you say?" On the second floor, the man who was coming down saw that she was talking alone and made a faint voice.

Joss was so stiff that he let the two cats go and stood up. "I'll go to the kitchen and cook."

Then he ran into the kitchen.

Jing qiehan looks at her back and slowly follows up the kitchen.

Jos's back was so scared that he burst open. There was always a feeling that the abnormal serial killer was behind him, and then the big and small horror movies and suspense movies that he had seen for so many years came out of his mind.

Finally, the forehead began to sweat.

"Not happy?" The man came up behind her and put his hand around her waist.

With yesterday's vegetables in his hand, Jos slowly opened the plastic bag.

The man approached, sniffed the fragrance of her hair, and a kiss fell on her head: "she's not important, understand?"

After struggling for a long time, she quickly put down the dish in her hand, turned around and looked at the man behind her: "Mr. Jing, I'll tell you straight."

The man looked at her with his hands around her waist.

"Will you murder me because you want to get back together with Cheng Xue? I'm very easy to talk about, divorce you a word, but you don't kill me

Jing chihan

"Why don't you talk? You have to talk Joss pushed him, his heart beating and forcing him to speak.

Jing chihan stared at her for a long time. After a long time, he rubbed the top of her hair. He had no choice but to watch less nutritious TV

Jos didn't say a word, just looked at him.

The man leaned over and pecked on her lips: "don't think about it. I'm measured."

"I don't know what your discretion is, but I only know that I am wronged and may be killed. If I had known that, I might as well have let people poison me with gas. Anyway, I've suffered once. If I die again, it's not painful..."

Voice did not fall, her lips, fiercely blocked by men.

The other side's rude breathing broke into her nose. Joss leaned back and tried to push him, but the man increased his strength and made her resist.

At the end of the kiss, he bit her nose: "tongyanwuji."

Joss sniffed his own breath and felt his nose hurt. Some wanted to touch it. But he pinched her hand, not let her move, chin to her nose, low said: "Cheng Xue did what, I know, but some things, I need to get from her, darling, don't play temperament."

"I didn't..." Jos murmured vaguely. He looked up at him and looked pitiful. "I didn't have a temper. I was just unconvinced."

"Oh?" The man's voice is low: "unconvinced what?"

"I'm not convinced that she is by your side now, getting along with you day and night, you still speak out to protect her, and you don't care about what she does. Mr. Jing, I'm not crazy, but I'm worried. I don't believe you, I don't believe her."

She buttoned her waist a little, put her arms around her, lips in her ears: "she won't hurt you, she doesn't have that ability."

"So..." joss looked up and asked uncertainly, "she didn't steal anything today. Did you stop her?"

"No The man's eyes closed slightly, and his breath was indifferent: "however, everything is in the plan."

In the plan?

These three words are a little subtle.

Jos didn't know his plan, didn't understand his plan, what else she wanted to ask, but in the end, she suppressed her curiosity, nodded and forced herself to put it down.

In the evening, I had dinner, because it was Friday, and Jos was going to bed late.

She nests on the sofa to watch the TV series of ancient costume without nutrition, while Jing chihan is watching the documents nearby.

"Would you like to turn it down?" she asked several times Or: "you go to your room, or I'll go to my room." It's all down with men.

Jos had to stay with him, eating snacks and watching TV.

When Jing zhehan finished his work and left the last document on the tea table, he turned his head and saw the woman in his arms. I don't know when she was asleep. The costume drama was still on TV.

He sat up a little, protected her, got up, and lifted her up.

He went upstairs and put her on the bed. He stroked the hair on her forehead and the kiss fell on her head.

Hot soft temperature, did not wake up the woman in the dream.

Jing chihan let her go, got up, went downstairs, turned off the TV, and looked at the mobile phone. There was a short message on it, which was a flight number.

He called back the number.

Over there, he was quickly picked up: "boss."

"He said

"Jing Zhongqing's flight number. He'll be back on the seventh of next month."

Jing chihan was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he hooked his lips and gave a faint smile: "next month, it's the old man's official birthday. It seems that he doesn't have no idea, but he probably doesn't know that the old man is not fit and wants to go abroad."