Chapter 334

He's not good at housework. He doesn't know that there are other things like this. Li Li didn't mean to mention it today. He was surprised that Jos had to go to work every day and clean up the house. It was very hard. It would be the best if she could relax.

Jos didn't care. He thought that if he bought it, he would put it there and wouldn't use it, so he didn't say a word.

After washing the dishes and wiping their hands, they came out and nestled on the sofa.

Jos wanted to do the paper, and there was a teacher around him all the time. He really couldn't afford to hurt.

As soon as she took out the book, he took it away, and he would still be under the coffee table.

She wondered, "what are you doing?"

He was speechless, but suddenly he grabbed her chin and kissed her.

Jos felt that his breath was getting heavier and heavier, and he was a little strange. He was not right these days, and seemed to have a lot of needs. At first, she thought that because her brother came back, he was not happy, so she tossed in this way. But in recent days, her brother had not contacted her, but he had been like this, which made her more and more confused.

She pushed him away, put her hand on his chest, and murmured, "what's the matter with you?"

He held her wrist, pressed her hand down, approached her, kissed her, breathed on her lips, and smothered.

Joss retreated more and more as he kissed him, and finally fell on his sofa, unable to push it away.

She was getting hotter and hotter. She was trying not to indulge him any more when the doorbell rang.

Both of them stopped. The man who attacked was not worried, and his face was dark. Jos was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

She pushed Jing zhehan away, straightened her clothes and said, "it's probably something Zhao Yang forgot to take. I'll open the door."

Jing chihan was sitting on the sofa, his face black and frightening.

Qiao Si opened the door, but saw the person outside is not Zhao Yang, is Yang Ling, Leng for a while.

Originally nestled on the mat at the door of the balcony, Xiao Jin, who was sleeping with two cats, smelled the breath of his master, jumped up, shook his hair, and rushed up with an arrow.

Bread and dough lost their support for no reason, fell to the ground, stretched, blinked, sat and licked their paws.

Mr. Yang came in with dog food in his hand and bandage on his body.

"I just passed by the pet shop and bought some things for Xiao Jin and bread and dough. These days, please take care of the dog for me. It's not good to take advantage of you in the food." He was very polite. As soon as he came in, he rubbed Xiaojin's big head. One person and one dog had good feelings.

Jing zhehan's legs overlap, and he sits there with a deep face, quietly looking at the uninvited light bulb. His face can't be better.

Mr. Yang also noticed that Jing chihan seemed to be in a bad mood, a little embarrassed: "did I come at a wrong time?"

Joss quickly pushed Jing chihan and said with a smile, "no, we've just had dinner, and we're planning to go out for a walk. If you come a little later, there will be no one at home."

Mr. Yang nodded: "I also count the time to come, afraid you are not here." With that, he felt that his right eyes were like knives. He turned his head and looked at the dark eyes of Shangjing chihan.

It's very dark.

He swallowed saliva, stood up, very uncomfortable: "well, I'd better go first, don't disturb you."

"No, sit down again."

Joss stopped him in a hurry. Mr. Yang is a dog lover. The dog is in other people's house. He's worried about it, so he came to have a look. It's quite normal, but Mr. Jing's face is disgusting. It's really impolite.

She tugged at the corner of Jing chihan's coat to make him restrain.

The man didn't move, the expression on his face was the same as before.

Mr. Yang felt the deep malice from him. He really didn't dare to stay. He touched Xiaojin again and went to the door: "I forgot that when I went out, it seemed that the door wasn't closed properly. I'd better go back first and come again next time."

People come and go, just a few minutes.

As soon as the door closed, joss turned his head and glared, "how can you do that? You scared people away alive, you know?"

He did not say a word, but pulled up her wrist and went upstairs.

His pace is very fast, big and impatient.

Joss was dragged by him, more and more confused about what happened to him.

The next day, joss got up and twisted his waist. He felt that his bones were broken again last night.

She looked at the sleeping man on the bed, frowned and decided to speak clearly this morning.

She climbed back into bed, tucked in the quilt, and turned to look at him.

Hands in his face, make trouble, wake him up.

When the man opened his eyes, he saw her serious face, facing himself, her mouth pursed into a line, looking very serious.

Jing chihan narrowed his eyes, turned over, looked at the time, it was still early, turned around and went to sleep.

As soon as his eyes closed, he felt that he was pinched by a warm hand on his nose.

He was forced to open his eyes again, look at her and frown.

Joss approached her and murmured, "I have something to tell you."

He pulled her down and held his nose and hand in the palm of his hand, vaguely with a nasal "um" sound, let her say.

"Are you hiding something from me?" She asked solemnly.

He closed his eyelashes gently, casually, half opened his eyes and looked at her, expressionless: "No."

"There must be something wrong with you recently." And it was so obvious that she couldn't even pretend she didn't know.

He smacked his mouth, felt bored and closed his eyes, intending to go back to sleep.

Jos won't let him sleep. He kept teasing him: "you haven't answered me, Mr. Jing, don't sleep!"

He couldn't sleep because of her, so he had to keep up his spirits and look at her with a perfunctory sigh: "what do you want to express?"

"I want to ask if you are hiding something from me. I just said that." She approached and stopped him from sleeping again while she was not ready to.

Their breathing is very close. Jing chihan purses her lips. He suddenly comes forward, presses her back and kisses her.

Don't make a surprise attack every time you chat, OK.

Can we have a pleasant conversation!

"Well..." joss was blocked by him and couldn't speak. He struggled for two times. At least he got angry and looked at him with staring eyes: "what are you..."

She did not finish, the man has opened the quilt, out of bed.

"Where are you going?"

"Wash." The man went into the bathroom without looking back.

Jos was sitting on the bed, staring blankly as the bathroom door closed and his back collapsed.