Chapter 252

Xiang Yun has backstage, status and high position. She is overbearing and dare not say a word.

Now, Cheng Xue is just an internship secretary.

When the elevator reached the 13th floor, joss went out without paying attention to it afterwards.

Cheng Xue's ex girlfriend, Xiang Yun's brain powder, and these wild bees and butterflies around Jing chehan are so many that she cares. But now she has figured out that as long as Jing chehan doesn't care about those women, they can only watch outside forever.

After a series of things, joss now has a lot of trust in Jing chihan.

On this thought, she missed the man a little.

Back to the office, she started to do her own business in a hurry. When she got off work, she turned off the computer on time and ran away with her bag.

When she got home, it was only half past five. Joyce took out the key and opened the door. As soon as the door opened, she heard a noise inside.

"Goal, goal, left side, left side, fast, fast, fast, ah, skew... What broken ball, what broken foot, can you play football! Go away, go away

Jos: "it's..."

Pushing the door open, joss looked at the picture in front of him, startled.

On the tea table, there are a lot of wine bottles, and a few kinds of wine dishes, all of which are takeaway, and there is a takeaway sign on the box. On the TV, what kind of ball game is playing, Fu Chen sits on the sofa with his legs crossed, throws a peanut into his mouth, points to the TV screen, and is still cursing.

Jos took a deep breath and made sure he was in the right place. Then he covered his chest and felt the pain in his chest.

But before she could recover, she heard another "bang" in the kitchen. Something was broken.

Then, she saw Yin Lin carrying a familiar bottle, came out and yelled to Fu Chen outside: "is it beef jerky made by Jing chihan's wife? I haven't eaten yet, have you? "

"What's the beef for? I ate it once, and then she stopped. Take it and I'll try it. "

Yin Lin quickly walked over, unscrewed the bottle, watched TV and said, "didn't you kick in?"

"No, the player doesn't know if there's shit in his head." Fu Chen scolded again, muttered and ate a beef jerky, chewed it twice, and nodded: "it tastes good, but it's a little light."

Jos: "it's..."

He closed the door with a complicated face. When he heard the sound of closing the door, the two men who were eating beef jerky seemed to suddenly come back to their senses. They turned their eyes and saw Jos, who was stiff and motionless at the door.

Yin Lin quickly put away the beef jerky, clapped his hands, a little embarrassed.

Fu Chen began to make a big suggestion: "Jos, you're back. Your beef jerky is a little light. Next time, the taste is more important. And why don't you put pepper in it? It's delicious."

Joss looked around the room, aside from the mess that looked like a robbed coffee table, she asked with a cold face, "where's the cat? What about jingchihan? "

"Cat, it's on the second floor. Your husband is sleeping. Keep your voice down and don't wake him up!"

Gazing at the football match on TV and two fans roaring, Jos grinned his teeth and felt more pain in his chest.

She rubbed her eyebrows, trying not to let her impulse: "how can you come?"

"There's a ball game today. Originally, we went to my place. Jing chihan said he wasn't feeling well, so we came to him."

"Don't you mean to be uncomfortable, so that you don't bother him?"

"What?" Fu Chen chewed the beef jerky and looked down upon joss: "you don't welcome us? You can't do that, Jos. We're all friends

Such a friend, want to break up the mood, can not stop.

Jos pressed his head and dragged his tired body upstairs.

Next, Fu Chen is still yelling: "Hey, your beef jerky taste next time, add some pepper, do you hear me?"

Jos tilted his head and looked at the man with a strange grin: "it's not for people to eat, it's for two cats to grind their teeth." With that, you floated on the second floor of the main bedroom.

Fu Chen's eyes glared, staring at the half of the beef jerky bitten by his mobile phone. Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, Bah, bah, bah, bah

Yin Lin laughed beside him. He only ate half of it, and felt that it was not so bad. Unlike Fu Chen, he chewed several.

When Jos entered the room, he could easily see a bulge on the big bed.

She came closer and saw that the handsome man was sleeping quietly. Her heart softened. She sat down beside the bed and did not want to disturb the man.

But a thin "meow" suddenly came out of the bed.

She was startled, quickly stood up, and saw a corner of the quilt, a big yellow and white cat, half head out, lazily looking at her.

The big cat looked at it for a while, yawned and arched into the quilt. Then, a little cat came out of its arms and called out to Jos, "meow."

The voice is much smaller and softer.

Joss reached out and touched the head of the bread. The cat narrowed her eyes comfortably and asked for her hand with her round head.

"He's sleeping with you. What's your mood now?"

When the owner of the dough saw that he only touched his mother, but did not touch it, he was not willing to drill up. Standing on his mother's stomach, he stretched out his paw to reach Jos's hand. After the little paw climbed up, he rubbed hard to climb up to her.

Joss picked up the bread, put it in his arms, lowered his voice, and nodded at the tip of his nose: "come on, how did you get up here?"

"Meow." The dough is so soft.

Joss quickly made a hiss gesture and looked at the man on the bed. Seeing that the man didn't wake up, he warned the cat, "don't be so loud, darling."

By this time, the bread had got out of the quilt, jumped out of bed, and began to circle at joss' feet.

Jos put the dough on the ground, opened the door and let the two cats out.

Then, before the noise below became loud, he quickly closed the door to isolate the noise below.

She crept back to the bed, took off her coat, smilingly got into the bed and squeezed into the man's arms.

Almost in the next moment, she felt that the man's powerful arm would be her landlord, she buried in his arms, murmured, fingertips playing with his chin: "you guess you are mostly awake."

The man didn't open his eyes. He just gave her a kiss on the forehead.

Jos went back into his neck and held him in his arms.

"Get some sleep." Low voice, quietly overflow.

Jos knew that he might be really tired. In fact, it was better to get sick. Usually, he was busy with his work, and it was hard for him to have such a lazy day's sleep.