Chapter 162 The man's lowered lips are accurate...

In the    box, there are still endless sounds of intertwining, even if someone wants to come over to toast, but seeing Jing Jihan leaning on the back of the sofa, closing his eyes and taking a nap, he dare not step forward for a while.

  Jing Jihan skips many pictures uncontrollably in his mind.

  Suddenly, it was the certificate that Shisu had pressed under the cabinet for many years, and the trophy abandoned in the corner of the cabinet, never mentioning the past, and the barbs hidden everywhere under her seemingly clear and calm mood.

  Suddenly Shi Mianmian hugged his leg and begged him to be her father. He asked Shi Su Mianmian where his father was. Shi Su said without expression, he was dead.

   Suddenly, she was a woman who was shy and embarrassed when he occasionally joked when he approached. She clearly has no experience in love, but she has the ability to grow up the time, and educate her children to be cute, well-behaved and polite.

   Suddenly, Shi Su said to the agent, “I don’t have any extra thoughts about him, nor is he interested in me. We are innocent and nothing happened!”

  At that moment, Jing Jihan remembered the scene where Shi Su ran out because of a nightmare, trembling looking for medicine.

She has a past and experience she never mentions. She is strong and fierce, but she also has unknown fragility, cute and tender, tolerant and intelligent, and good at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. She is obviously not a temperament for being slaughtered, but she occasionally makes people mistaken for it. She is harmless to humans and animals. Only when she is really close can she see the nature of her thorny body.

  She is not stupid, but she is good at pretending to be stupid.

   "Mr. Jing, is it a headache? May I rub it for you?"

  A graceful publicist noticed that Jing Jihan had been silent on the sofa for a long time. He took the opportunity to grab a glass of wine and got up and walked over, put the wine glass on the coffee table, and reached out to help him rub his temples.

  Jing Jihan's face was calm and composed, still closed his eyes and didn't move for a while, I don't know if he heard it or didn't hear it, or whether he was asleep or not.

   Before the female publicist’s hand touched him, Zhou He reached out in time to block him, and at the same time gave the female publicist a warning wink: "Don’t understand the rules?"

  The female publicist's expression paused, she smiled and didn't dare to go forward, turned and left angrily.

Everyone in the celebrity business circle in Jiang City knows that Jing Jihan is not close to women. Even if it is inevitable to socialize outside on weekdays, some partners will ask some small stars or public relations to help, but no one can approach him.

  At any time, don’t be smart and try to break into Jing Jihan’s forbidden area. This is the rule.

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The driver drove, Zhou He was sitting in the co-driver, and seeing Jing Jihan in the rearview mirror frowned, he was obviously covered with exhaustion for many days, and he drank a lot of alcohol tonight, even if the amount of alcohol is good. It is inevitable that the rest in the car is not stable enough.

  "Jing, the southern district is very close to Xuannan Bieyuan. Should I go back to Xuannan Bieyuan or..."

  Jing Jihan rarely spoke: "Kaixing Mansion."

  Zhou He didn’t quite understand. It was so close to the Xuannan Hospital. Mr. Jing had drunk at this moment and was so tired. He should go back to Xuannan Hospital for a rest earlier. Why would he have to go around and return to the company.

  Tomorrow, there will be no meetings and projects to be dealt with in the company...

Zhou He didn't dare to ask more, nor did he have the guts to make claims. He signaled the driver to go to the Kaixing Mansion, and at the same time, he looked in the rearview mirror and saw that Jing Jihan was still leaning on the back of the seat. He closed his eyes quietly.

  After half an hour, the car drove into the underground parking lot of Kaixing Mansion.

   Seeing Jing Jihan raised his hand and rubbed his brow bones, Zhou He asked, "Jing Jihan, can I help you up?"

   "No need, I'm not drunk."

  Jing Jihan said lightly and got out of the car directly.

  He indeed drank a lot of alcohol at night, and he had a headache when the game ended, but even so, he was always calm and quiet, and others could not figure it out, nor could he see the clue.

  Zhou He silently didn't follow in the car, saying: You are not drunk, but you always feel like you are going to lose bad luck.

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Shi Su, who lives on the 31st floor, didn’t know everything outside. She was tortured by the question marks in her head and couldn’t fall asleep. She slept for a while, and then woke up suddenly, finding that the time had just pointed to eleven o’clock in the night. .

  Mianmian slept very soundly. She got up lightly, re-covered Mianmian's quilt, got out of bed, and planned to go to the kitchen and give herself a cup of milk to drink.

  Insomnia is too tormenting, maybe drink a glass of milk before going to bed, you may sleep more stable.

  The light in the living room was not turned on, only a dimly closed light was turned on in the bedroom.

  Shi Su walked towards the kitchen in the direction he remembered, turned on the kitchen light, went in and took a carton of milk out of the refrigerator, and took it aside to heat it.

  The milk has just been heated, but it is a little hot, so I can’t drink it right away.

She poured the milk into the glass and glanced at the trash can in the kitchen. When Aunt Qin came to cook at night, Mianmian ran in and drank two cups of yogurt secretly, but she put it aside before drinking it all. It was put into the trash can by Aunt Qin.

  The faint taste of fermented yogurt is not very good at this moment.

  Can't sleep anyway, Shi Su turned around and went back to the bedroom to take a coat and put it on. Then he went back to the kitchen and picked up the garbage bag, planning to go downstairs and throw a trash.

  At this time in the middle of the night, the two elevators were very quiet, and it took only five minutes to throw garbage up and down.

  Shi Su returned after throwing out the garbage, covered in the coolness of the autumn night, trembling back to the elevator, and directly pressed the thirty-first floor.

After arriving on the floor, she had just walked out of the elevator, and the automatic sensing light outside was just turned on for a moment, suddenly her arm was pulled heavily, she staggered two steps forward, before she had time to see clearly, she suddenly had two hands. Come up after the ring itself.

  The moment he was hugged, Shisu's brain seemed to freeze instantly.

  While he wanted to cry for help, he turned his head subconsciously to see who could break into the 31st floor of Kaixing Mansion with such strict security, but he was suddenly and accurately blocked by the man's lowered lips.

  Even though he hadn't seen the person clearly yet, the familiar aura in the man's breath made Shisu's brain explode!

  Jing Jihan? !

  The man breathes with strong alcohol.

  Shisu wanted to struggle, but he reached out and cut his arms behind him and clasped it.

  At the same time, his chin was pinched by his other hand, and the kisses and kisses were ten percent overbearing. The stranger made Shi Su completely stunned.

  Did this man drank fake wine or was given .yao?

   Shisu is in this aggressive kiss, barely looking for a breath of space in this very aggressive kiss——

   "...hmm...jing...following...cold..."

   "Let go... I... Um..."

   "Jing... Hum!"

  She struggled to kick him.

  Jing Jihan simply pushed the person against the wall next to the elevator door, and he suppressed her firmly, not giving her a little room for movement and resistance.

  (End of this chapter)