Chapter 153 Let's be honest

  The black Bentley drove into the Kaixing Mansion and asked happily: "Uncle Ji Han, are you coming to our house again tonight?"

  Shisu was still thinking about what happened just now, but didn't notice Shi Mianmian's words for a while.

  Jing Jihan unfastened his seat belt and asked back, "Mianmian wants me to go?"

"Of course I hope! Super hope! Uncle Ji Han, when will you continue to live in my mommy's house?" Mian Mian grinned happily, poked his head forward, and approached intimately and said: "I I want to continue telling the story of Princess Aisha to Uncle Ji Han! Kindergarten teachers say that I tell stories are super good, saying that other children are not as good as me!"

   "So great?" Jing Jihan smiled and stretched out his hand backwards, and touched the soft and fluffy head of the little girl: "Get off the car, uncle will send you up."

  "Won't that uncle go home with me and Mommy?" She blinked her eyes and looked at him expectantly.

  Jing Jihan Qingjun's eyebrows moved slightly, and he glanced at Shi Su.

  Shi Su was still in the midst of wandering, and did not reply.

   Mianmian quickly turned her head and asked: "Mommy, let Uncle Ji Han go to our house for dinner, okay?"

  Shi Su still didn't reply. He glanced out of the car window, but didn't look at which point of focus, obviously he hadn't recovered.

  Mianmian quickly said: "Mommy didn't refuse, so that means agreeing. Uncle Ji Han, hurry up, let's help Mommy carry things up and go home together! Go!"

  Until the car was empty, Shi Su was left alone in a daze. The trunk of the car opened and closed, and Shi Su suddenly recovered from the silence around him.

In a blink of an eye, Mianmian was standing next to the car, holding the luggage lever that Jing Jihan had taken down with her little hand, her little mouth kept muttering, "I chose this pink suitcase for Mommy, Mommy. I like white. I like pink. Mommy chose pink. Uncle Ji Han, isn’t it pretty?"

  Shisu quickly got out of the car.

   When entering the elevator, Jing Jihan helped her bring the luggage in, Shi Mianmian held Shi Su's hand in hand, and followed obediently.

   Asking someone like Jing Jihan to help her carry her luggage, it always feels like her life will be lost, and she has moved more than once.

   But he obviously didn't intend to let her take it by himself, and never let her touch the trolley and the small bag on the suitcase.

The man is tall and straight, and his black trench coat makes him even more slender, and because of the cold autumn night, he seems to be covered with a layer of autumn night frost. Her suitcase is on her hand, and the other hand just pressed When I got off the elevator, I was suddenly grasped by Shi Mianmian's little hand.

  Little girl's fingers were scratching in his palm dishonestly, Jing Jihan looked down at Shi Mian, who was standing behind him with a smirk.

   Receiving Uncle Ji Han’s eyes, Mian Mian suddenly raised her hand to her belly and said, "Mommy, I'm so hungry!"

  Shi Su glanced down at her: "What do you want to eat?"

  "I want to eat..." Shi Mianmian smiled suddenly: "Eggs braised noodles!"

  Shisu: "……"

  She raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her, Jing Jihan didn't worry about taking back the gaze she had just seen Shi Mianmian on, and calmly raised her eyes and met her gaze.

  When she said that she wanted to eat, it was clearly Jing Jihan's plan to come and eat.

  When she was sitting in the car just now, she seemed to hear the two of them planning something, but she didn't pay much attention.

  Shi Mianmian turned her elbow out again to calculate her mother.

"Then do I have to prepare two more copies? President Jing came to care about me again at night and helped me carry my luggage. Apart from leaving you for dinner, I really don't seem to have any other way to repay me." Shi Su stared at him. Jing Jihan's magnanimous black eyes did not avoid his sight, and directly gave each other a very obvious step.

  Jing Jihan faintly curled her lips: "Miss Shi is kindly invited, then I'm not welcome."

  This man is really going to show his best from kindness, he is really not welcome at all.

  Shisu is certainly not a stingy person. Xie is really grateful, but Jing Jihan has such a soft spot for her ordinary noodles, she really can’t figure it out.

  Satisfied with all kinds of top-notch special delicacies at home and abroad? Do you like this kind of porridge, small vegetables and noodles in her house?

  As a result, she deliberately beat two more eggs to fry them and put them in the noodles to show her sincerity.

  While eating, she swallowed two bites of noodles, then raised her head strangely and asked, "Mommy, why is it so sweet?"

   When Su was stunned, he quickly picked up the chopsticks and took two bites, his face changed in an instant.

  Sorry, when she was cooking the noodles, she played back the contents of the courier box again and again in her mind. At the time, she couldn't remember what she was thinking and what she was doing, but she seemed to have mistaken the sugar for salt.

"I made a mistake. I will make two more copies." Shi Subian said as he took away the bowl in front of Mianmian, and in a blink of an eye he was about to withdraw the one in front of Jing Jihan, only to see that he had already taken off his jacket and was wearing it. The man in the smoky gray shirt actually ate the eggs she had fried in the noodles and ate some of the noodles.

  Shi Su Heyi: "I treat sugar as salt, isn't it unpalatable?"

  Jing Jihan did not pierce her uncomfortable mood, and raised her eyelids slightly: "Not bad."

  "?"

  Shi Su didn't care about any taboos, so he directly picked up the noodles in his bowl with chopsticks.

  "Bah bah." It still tastes the same!

  She silently looked at the man who seemed to lose his sense of taste: "I give you the poison and you can swallow it, right? It's so unpalatable, but you still eat it? I'll do it again!"

  Jing Jihan's face was a relaxed and loose smile: "It also depends on how the poison is fed."

  Shisu: "……"

  Inexplicably, the night she was drunk in Jing's old house...

   is also some incoherent memory after drinking that she accidentally remembered later. Because of the incoherence, she didn't know what happened.

  But she was 100% sure that the tingling pain in her mouth that morning was definitely something to do with him!

  She is not amnesia. If she tries to remember, she still has such a sporadic impression.

  For example, those who don’t know how to fill a bathtub...

  How to use?

  The vague kiss in her mind was reflected in her eyes for an instant, fierce and... turbulent...

stop!

Shi Su quickly took two bowls and turned and went directly into the kitchen. Without turning his head, he poured out the noodles. Fortunately, the water just boiled was still hot, and the noodles were re-cooked very quickly. In less than ten minutes, he made the two again. The bowl of noodles was delivered to the table.

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  After the meal, it was already past nine o'clock in the night.

  Shisu took Shi Mianmian into the bathroom to take a shower, then took the little girl out and put it on the sofa to help her blow her hair, Jing Jihan's cell phone rang.

  He answered the phone, Shi Su couldn’t hear clearly when he was using the hair dryer, until the man approached and said, “I have an emergency document to look at temporarily. I can borrow it from your study.”

  (End of this chapter)