Chapter 317

He put all the wounds on her hands on the good medicine, and wrapped them with bandages, then raised his head and handed his hand over.

Joyce consciously took out a cotton swab, and helped him with the medicine. He complained: "the bread is too bad. Next time, I'd better go to the pet shop to wash it."

"It's normal that stray cats don't like to take a bath. Just try a few more times."

Jos felt sorry for his wound. When he washed the bread, he didn't leave his hand, and he scratched at her. It was Jing chihan who held it, but the bread couldn't catch her, so he turned to attack him. Now he had seven or eight marks on his hand, which was frightening.

She blew his wound and said, "I'll be back after dinner. I'll be home by eight."

He looked at her, some smile, rub her head: "see friends is normal."

"You really don't mind?" She stopped and looked up at him.

He looked indifferent: "well."

Joss was relieved.

But he asked, "where are you going to eat?"

"Deyue, when my brother lived in Deyue, he ate there."

"Oh," the man said quietly, "Yin linting likes Deyue's food. We are going to get together tonight."

Jos blinked and looked at him.

He laughs: "gather in Deyue."

Jos: "it's..."

So, isn't it normal to meet friends? Why go with me

This man is not so possessive.

In the evening, Yin Lin came.

After finishing a case, Yin Lin had several days off. Today, he was sleeping in at home. Jing chihan called and asked him to have dinner. He was too lazy to cook himself and got up.

Fu Chen had no time. Before joss went out, Yin Lin had already arrived.

She was in a hurry. She left first.

When Yin Lin came into the living room, he saw the man sitting on the sofa, and asked, "what's the matter? Don't you invite me to dinner? How did your wife get out? " He thought he was invited to eat at home.

Jing chihan got up and said, "go out and eat."

"Where?"

"Deyue."

Yin Lin was stunned. Jing zhehan had gone up to the second floor to change his clothes. He was sitting in the living room, a little puzzled.

When Jing chihan came down and they set out, Yin Lin asked, "what's the situation? You had a fight with joss? "

"No Men drive the car out of the parking lot.

"Then why did she leave first, not with us?"

"Not together."

Yin Lin didn't understand.

Jing chihan didn't say much about it. He just drove faster.

When I got to Deyue, I got out of the car and saw the familiar license plate. The doorman quickly came out and received me attentively.

Jing chihan went in and asked, "is there any room left?"

When you come here temporarily, the restaurant is still reserved. The evening market of Deyue is always very busy. Ordinary people need to book at least three days in advance.

The doorman immediately connected the walkie talkie. After a while, he got the answer: "Mr. Jing, there is still a small hall. How many of you are there?"

"That's fine. Upstairs, please."

As soon as the elevator went up, the manager of the restaurant came out in person. Yin Lin walked behind and looked at the extravagant picture and laughed.

After entering the room and ordering a few dishes at will, the manager withdrew.

Yin Lincai said: "it's like the first time I've come to this kind of occasion with you. I always thought we were the same before, but now it seems that we are far from each other."

His words are a little self mocking. Jing chihan looks at him.

Cold expression, no mood, just said: "good before."

During the military training period, he was probably the most demoralized and missed one.

At that time, he was a little boy, trying his best to enter the police academy or the army.

Yin Lin sighed: "if you were in the police force at that time, you would be much higher than me now. After all, your talent is far better than me."

After goodbye, they haven't said such a careless thing.

Jing chihan's eyes softened a little, holding his cell phone and fiddling with it.

Yin Lin observed carefully, drank a sip of water, and asked, "so, what's the matter with you and your wife, now can you say?"

"Not much." He said indifferently. At this time, the manager came in and asked for drinks.

Said to drive, do not drink, Jing Che Han homeopathy asked: "today's other hall, who are the people."

As one of the first-class hotels in Muhai City, the restaurant attached to the hotel has always been an important place for celebrities from all walks of life to socialize. Jing chihan's questions are very common. Some of them really ask whether there are familiar people around. If you know, you can go to say hello, which is also a way to get in touch with others.

The manager said a lot of names, but Jing chihan's eyebrows were more and more frowning.

"That's all." There were almost all the names he knew, but none of them was what he was looking for.

The manager nodded: "that's all." Then he looked at Mr. Jing's face and said, "Mr. Jing, you're looking for..."

"It's all right."

Send a person to go out, Jing Che Han lowered his head to drink saliva, eyelid slightly calm, can't see expression.

Yin Lin smacked his lips: "what are you doing?"

"Nothing." He didn't say, this kind of thing, hard to say, always can't speak up, the wife went to see other men, I don't trust, follow.

After a while, the waiter brought up the meal, exquisite dishes, did not let the man have a little appetite.

Jos didn't come here, and her brother didn't order Deyue at that time. Where did they go

A little annoyed, a little angry, but after all called Yin Lin out, it was impossible to leave with someone, the man was depressed, his face became more ugly.

This meal, Yin Lin eat stomach pain, the opposite person from beginning to end a not worry face, no matter how thick skinned he is, it is not good to eat too much.

As soon as the dish was finished, he put his chopsticks.

"Full." He said, wiping his mouth.

Jing chihan looked at him, lit a cigarette and shook his head: "eat it."

Yin Lin threw down his napkin, a little speechless: "what's the matter with you? If it's a matter of your business, don't say it. I don't understand."

Jing chihan didn't make a sound. The smoke entered his lungs, circled around and spit out again.

There are few men who don't smoke, and Jing chihan does, but joss doesn't like it. Although she doesn't say it directly, her expression sometimes betrays her mood. He gives up smoking because it hurts people around him.

Can always take around, upset, will also point one.

He threw one to Yin Lin, who took it, lit it and leaned back in his chair.

"If you don't say it, you can go. It's no fun sitting here. It's better to play ball. By the way, there's a university nearby, isn't it? Go and play a game."