C132 Good, right?

"Anyways, he's really too nervous towards you! This was simply … If you don't know, you really would think that you're his wife. " Gu Yubai continued to complain.

When Gu Yubai said this, his heart immediately mentioned the laryngeal eye.

She coughed lightly and frowned, looking at Gu Yubai, she scolded him in a low voice, "What nonsense are you spouting, we are uncles and uncles, what Wife."

"I know you're uncles and uncles, but I just casually said it. Why are you being so serious?" "Tch!" Gu Yubai couldn't help but roll his eyes at Jing Bao'er …

A few waiters brought the dishes in again.

After the waiter served the ingredients, Gu Yubai and Lan Lan's game ended.

"Alright, let's eat." Jing Bao'er said.

… ….

After dinner, Jing Bao'er, along with Gu Yubai and Lan Lan walked out of Palace Hotel.

Exiting the hotel, Jing Bao'er saw Jing Rong leaning on the street lamp.

He was wearing a well-ironed black windbreaker, and he was smoking leisurely. The street lamp caused his figure to lengthen, lengthen …

It was a simple outfit, but the man managed to make it sound like it was made out of nobility.

Beside him, there were women passing by from time to time. When they looked into his eyes, they felt like they were going to straighten up. However, he still had a calm expression on his face, and his whole body was emitting the scent of a forbidden bath.

Her Fourth Uncle, her male god!

Handsome!

Cool!

Soulreaper!

Jing Bao'er's heart was trembling again!

"Bao`er, your fourth uncle is so handsome." Lan Lan couldn't help but exclaim.

"He's handsome, but a little cold …" You look just like a cold underworld king. " Gu Yubai said.

"Alright, Lan Lan, I'll be leaving now. You two be careful on the way, bye …" After Jing Bao'er finished, he turned around and impatiently ran towards Jing Rong.

Looking at Jing Bao'er's skipping appearance, the coldness in Jing Rong's eyes immediately diminished a little.

"Heh... "Fourth uncle." Jing Bao'er laughed.

Jing Rong looked at her indifferently, and then opened the door for her, "Get in."

"En!" Jing Bao'er nodded, and then got on the carriage.

Seeing Jing Bao'er getting in the car, Jing Rong followed suit and quickly got in as well. Then, she started the car.

In the carriage, a faint fragrance wafted in the air. It was extremely dark and gloomy.

Jing Bao'er crossed her legs and looked at Jing Rong, asking, "How long have you been waiting here?"

"Not long, more than ten minutes." Jing Rong said.

"Oh …" Jing Bao'er nodded.

"..."

After that, Jing Rong became silent and concentrated on driving the car …

"Fourth uncle, I haven't seen you in a day. Do you miss me?" Jing Bao'er asked.

"I want to..." He was still as cool and cool as gold.

"I miss you too, my heart is beating wildly!" Jing Bao'er said.

"..." Jing Rong did not say a word, and continued to look ahead.

"Fourth Uncle, I suddenly want to do something." Jing Bao'er said.

Jing Rong shot a bland glance at her, then continued to look in front of her and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I want to go to the tattoo …"

"Tattoo? "No way!" As he said this word, Jing Rong immediately furrowed his brows.

"Um... Just one number... "

"No way!" Jing Rong spoke out against it again.

"Oh, I want to put you, Vin, on my chest. "I don't have your name, just the number '4', '4' represents fourth uncle, represents you …" Jing Bao'er said as he shook his legs, and naturally leaned his body back.

"Are you crazy!" Jing Rong scolded in a low voice.

"I'm not crazy. I just want to carve you into my heart. How romantic!" Jing Bao'er said.

"I don't agree." He refused without thinking.

"Why not? For fear that I would carve '4' into my heart, what is there to suspect if others see it? " Jing Bao'er frowned as she asked in dissatisfaction.

"That tattoo is very painful! I forbid you to degrade yourself. " he said.

"It's just a tattoo, why do you call it debasing yourself? What's more, I've already checked it, it's not really painful at all." Jing Bao'er said again.

"I said no, just not allowed! No need to talk about it! " Jing Rong scolded in a low voice once again.

Jing Bao'er frowned in dissatisfaction, and looked at him while huffing in anger, as she complained, "Fourth Uncle, you're really overbearing! I'm on top of my body, tattoo, why aren't you letting me! "Humph!"

"Because, your body belongs to me, Jing Rong! If you want to harm my, Jing Rong's personal belongings, I naturally will not allow it. " Jing Rong said arrogantly.

Jing Bao'er said with a face full of black lines...

Alright, although he was angry and unhappy, but … There was nothing wrong with what he said!

"Bao Er, you are my personal belongings. I won't allow anyone to harm you, even yourself …" he said again.

The overbearing tone and passionate words made Jing Bao'er's heart tighten.

"Tyrant!" Domineering! Domineering! "

"This matter is settled like this! No prints allowed! " Jing Rong said again.

"Even if you don't want to, you have to agree to one of my conditions!" Jing Bao'er said.

Jing Rong raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are the conditions?"

"In a while, I'll pass by the KFC and you can go buy me a hamburger and a Coke. Oh right, I want another order of chips!" Jing Bao'er said.

"That's junk food, no..."

"Then I'll go to Vin …"

"Alright, alright, I'm afraid of you …" Jing Rong shook his head helplessly.

This little scoundrel was destined to be the bane of his life.

"Heh heh …" Jing Bao'er smiled shamelessly.

"You haven't eaten your fill tonight? Just after coming out of the hotel, they yelled about having hamburger s to eat? " Jing Rong asked.

"I'm full, but that doesn't mean I'm full. I can't keep eating …" Jing Bao'er laughed.

The girl's smile bloomed like a blooming flower as the lights and shadows intertwined.

"..." Jing Rong did not say a word, and could only shake his head helplessly.

"Right, I have another condition!" Jing Bao'er said again.

"You little thing, there are quite a lot of conditions. I didn't let you get a tattoo, that's for your own good! You're coming with me now, aren't you? "

"Do you agree or not?" Jing Bao'er asked.

"Tell me first, what is it?" Jing Rong asked.

"It's almost the end of the month, and very soon Luo Suran will hold a painting exhibition. At that time, if Grandfather asks us to go together, you are not allowed to go, you just have to tell Grandfather, you have things to do, you cannot go." Jing Bao'er said.

Jing Rong turned his head, and looked at Jing Bao'er deeply. Then, he nodded, "Alright …"

Seeing Jing Rong nod his head, Jing Bao'er was immediately overjoyed.

Blinking his watery eyes a few times towards Jing Rong, Jing Bao'er shouted, "Yeah! "Long live Fourth Uncle!"

"Do you really hate Luo Suran that much?" Jing Rong asked.

"Nonsense, all the women who care about you are my enemies, I hate them all!" You are mine, no one will miss you! "Hmph …" Jing Bao'er said proudly.

Hearing that, Jing Rong curled his lips, although he did not say anything, in his heart, a warm feeling flowed out.