Chapter 164 The Hangover Doesn't Return... Fierce enough to send clothes...

Mianmian didn’t dare to stay for a long time, looked at Mommy again, and saw Mommy was wearing a nightdress, and there was a jacket outside the nightdress. I didn’t know what mommy was doing so late, but he saw Uncle Ji Han coming and turned back to the bedroom. When the time comes, the face is full of beautiful smiles.

Hearing the sound of the little girl going back to the bedroom and going to the bathroom, and then hearing the movement of Shi Mianmian obediently crawling back to bed to go to sleep, Shi Su glanced in the direction of the bedroom before looking again to sit on the sofa and close his eyes. Man.

Looking at the shirt on his body, and the messy ink hair of the man after she pushed him down on the sofa because of her non-gentle gesture, Shi Su was angrily wishing to throw him out, but his hand still quickly got off the coffee table. He picked up the heat preservation pot, poured a cup of warm water and sent it to his mouth.

  "Drink some water, come."

  Shi Su held Jing Jihan's head and tried to feed him some water, but the man leaned motionless on the back of the sofa and didn't cooperate, obviously he had really fallen asleep.

  He is not awake, there is no way to drive people away, but even if the place she lives now belongs to him, she is reluctant to settle him in which bedroom at the moment.

  Even though there are a lot of bedrooms here, just picking up one can give him a good night's rest.

When he did not drink water, Shi Su directly put the cup down again, stood on the sofa and looked at him for a long while, and finally picked up the water cup again with a sullen expression and brought it to his mouth again, carefully trying to feed him some .

  It’s not that she has never done this before. When this person was in a severe coma, she could feed him water and medicine. Now he is not unable to move.

  Probably when he was in a severe coma, he was really unable to move. Now he is not only able to move, but also choked.

  Jing Jihan coughed, Shi Su quickly took the opportunity to bring the water glass to his mouth, and whispered: "Come on, take two more sips."

   Seeing the man frowning, she seemed to take two sips of water reluctantly, and then she retracted the cup, and in a blink of an eye he continued to lean on the sofa as if he fell asleep.

  I really want to take a picture of the man's appearance at the moment, and post it online to show the little girls who are addicted to the boss.

  She glanced at the man's face again.

  But even if you sleep on the sofa like this, it's still handsome.

  ?

  What is she thinking?

  She was almost swallowed alive by this drunkard man just now!

  Shi Su curled his mouth, went to the bathroom, turned on the light in the mirror and looked at it, and saw his red lips and petals, remembering the scene almost the same after waking up in Jing's house last time.

  Very good, new hatred and old hatred, added together!

  Shi Su couldn't sleep at all. Looking at the time, it was already zero.

  She simply went to the kitchen to cook some porridge, and when she was preparing the ingredients for breakfast tomorrow morning, she suddenly turned away from the small bottle of mustard in the corner.

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  Early the next morning.

  When Jing Jihan woke up, he found that he was still sleeping on the sofa, with an extra thin blanket on his body that Su showed compassion to cover him in the latter half of the night.

  He rubbed his sore eyebrows, sat up slowly, and looked around, there seemed to be no other people in the house, Shi Su was not there, Shi Mianmian was not there.

  When she put down the thin blanket and got up, she saw her mobile phone on the coffee table. When she picked it up, she saw the WeChat sent by Shi Su ten minutes ago.

  Shisu: [I will send Mianmian to kindergarten, breakfast is on the table, you can do it yourself. ]

  Jing Jihan turned around and saw a plate of things on the dining table. When he walked over, he saw two sandwiches and milk that had already been made.

  He didn't eat much at the Jinyi Club last night, and he was indeed hungry now.

  Sit down and took a bite of the sandwich. The man froze with emotion. He looked down at the layer of cheese salad or cheese sauce in the sandwich, and was squeezed with thick light green mustard.

Jing Jihan looked at the things in his hand silently for a while, thinking about what he had done to her in a sober state last night, pondering for a moment, after all he had eaten this mustard sandwich, and then endured from the nose to the throat. With the spiciness in the cavity, I picked up the cup and took a sip of milk. Not surprisingly, I tasted a lot of mustard juice in the milk.

  Spicy is more spicy, very good.

  He put down the cup, picked up the phone and gave Shisu back a WeChat message.

  Shi Su Gang sent Mianmian to the kindergarten, and it only took a few minutes to walk back to the Kaixing Mansion, and received the message on the way back.

  Jing Jihan: [Breakfast tastes good. ]

   When Su’s eyebrows beat, he bit on the screen a few bitterly: [If you are delicious, eat more! ]

   After receiving Shi Su’s irritating reply, Jing Jihan faintly curled his lips.

But last night I didn’t eat much food and pushed the cup to a cup with a few partners for a long time. My stomach was already tossed. This morning, he was damaged by a lot of mustard. After all, he didn’t hold it and went to the kitchen to serve it for himself. The bowl of porridge made by Su last night.

  Jing Jihan then called Zhou He: "Bring me a suit, 31st floor of Kaixing Mansion."

   "Okay, Mr. Jing."

  As usual when answering the phone, Zhou He after putting down the phone:? ? ?

  Kaixing Mansion?

  31 floors?

  Send clothes?

  Jing always lives on the 32nd floor, what kind of clothes do he want to wear, is there in his cloakroom?

  Aren't the 31st and 32nd floors his place?

  Why do you ask someone to send clothes?

But Zhou He didn’t dare to ask more. After answering, he hurriedly went to the company’s president’s rest room to find a set of Jing Zong’s clothes, folded them neatly, and carefully put them in the belt, fearing that the crease might be caused by too long. Quickly rushed to Kaixing Mansion.

  Shisu deliberately strolled downstairs in the fitness and sports area for a good breakfast in order to allow his distinguished benefactor father to enjoy breakfast. He didn't rush to go back immediately, and was ready to go upstairs after two laps.

  Zhou He stood in the elevator of Kaixing Mansion, looking at the rising numbers, and thinking of the general state of Jing last night.

  Drank too much, but didn’t seem to go home directly.

  Could it be that Mr. Jing last night...

  Jing always asked him about feelings and women a while ago, is it possible that...

  A woman?

   Specially asked him to send clothes. The scene last night was intense?

  It’s so intense that the clothes are ripped apart, and it’s not convenient for you to walk the short distance from the 31st floor to the 32nd floor by yourself?

On weekdays, Mr. Jing always cleans himself up, and there is not even a female assistant by his side. Even if there are women in the company’s executives, they rarely communicate with each other. Most of them don’t have any intersections after talking about work in the office. Is there really a woman?

  Hangover still not coming back...returning...still so intense that you want to deliver clothes?

   "Ding——" The elevator stopped on the 31st floor.

   Zhou He hurried out and went forward to ring the doorbell.

  The door opened. Jing Jihan glanced at him lightly. Just as he was about to take it, another elevator suddenly stopped on this floor, and there was a "ding" sound.

  Shi Su walked out of the elevator.

   Zhou He turned his head subconsciously, and at the moment he saw Shisu, he shuddered in surprise, and he almost threw out the expensive clothes in his hand!

  (End of this chapter)