Chapter 210 Who can think of the superior Jing Zong...

  Shisu still doesn't know anything about the outside.

When I returned to the room, the housekeeper had already turned off the water heater. Seeing that she was back, he helped her to try the hot water for a few times. He said that it had been repaired and the cold water instability would no longer occur. Shi Su also reached out to try it. Try, it's really better.

  The housekeeper apologized very sincerely, saying that this was only a special case, and their hotel is really not so unreliable in normal times.

  Shi Su didn't care anymore, the hotel people came in to clean up the bathroom and left quickly.

  Hair was not dry yet, Shisu scratched it with his hands indiscriminately. He didn't want to dry it, but he really wanted to lie down and rest early, so he went into the bathroom and picked up the hairdryer and started blowing the hair.

After I came out, I received a call from the production crew, saying that the screenwriter had arranged two title pages to come over. When filming two days later, you need to pay attention to the items on the title page of the script. Shi Su is busy now, too. I forgot to eat.

  When she changed her clothes and remembered to soak herself in noodles, it was already more than half an hour.

  Shisu held a seasoning bag of instant noodles in his mouth, holding a box of instant noodles in one hand, and a hot pot in the other, pouring water.

  Suddenly the door was knocked, she quickly poured the seasoning bag in, covered the instant noodles, and turned to open the door.

I saw Zhou He outside like a takeaway, carrying all kinds of bags and takeaway boxes full of Dangdang. Seeing the door opened, Shisu smiled eagerly and warmly: "Miss Shisu, I'm so hungry. Right? This is a takeaway from a well-known Cantonese restaurant in City Z. I just went to pack it and bought it. It’s just not long after it came out of the pot. It's delicious. You can try it!"

  Shi Su was stunned for a moment. Before he spoke, the door opposite opened. Jing Jihan walked out, glanced at Zhou He and Shi Su, and motioned Zhou He directly to send the things in with his eyes.

Zhou He took the order, and after a polite smile to Shi Su, he walked in the door by Shi Su's side uninvited, and filled all the delicious food on the table in her room. Put the disposable tableware I brought over, and the service turned around and said: "I also brought two milk teas to Miss Shisu by the way. I don’t know if Miss Shisu likes sweets, so there are three-point sugar and whole sugar. , You can drink whichever you like."

  After finishing speaking, Zhou He turned his head and looked at Jing Jihan who had already entered the door: "Then Mr. Jing, I will go back first, and then call me if I have instructions."

  The words quickly disappeared in the room, and the door was shut outside thoughtfully.

  Shi Su looked at Zhou He's "service attitude" as if it was a tribulation, and didn't say a word until the person left. She turned to look at Jing Jihan, who was walking towards her.

   "He bought so much? How can I finish it?"

  Jing Jihan has approached and looked down at her: "Isn't she hungry?"

   "That's too much to eat, too much."

"Eat first, don't talk so much nonsense." Jing Jihan directly grabbed her hand, dragged the person to the table without any explanation, and sat down by pressing her down. At the same time, he caught a glimpse of the cup of instant noodles she had just prepared at the corner of the table: "Shao Eat instant noodles."

   "I have soaked it, but it still tastes like tomato beef."

  "Isn't this the tomato beef soup from Zhou He?"

   "That's different, instant noodles taste like instant noodles."

   "Your brain, can't eat too much instant noodles, it is easy to become an idiot..."

  "?"

When Shi Su was about to speak, a piece of beef was suddenly inserted in her mouth. She glared at her with a "huh", but after Jing Jihan gave her a bite, she sat down directly next to her and used it to feed her. She tasted her chopsticks as soon as she took the plate.

  She looked suspicious: "You came back so late, didn't you have dinner with the leaders of Jiang City?"

   "Eat, not much."

  Shisu: "……"

  She glanced at the man who was sitting next to her without a shelf or even very grounded, accompany her to eat takeaway.

At this moment, she would inevitably have to think about it carefully. Today when she was on holiday in the villa, those important leaders of Jiang City smiled at him and flattered him. At that time, Jing Jihan was very cold and indifferent in the crowd. The hard-to-reach existence, tall and cold, makes people instinctively produce fear that they dare not easily provoke.

  Who would have thought that the aloof Mr. Jing would now be nestled in her room and eat takeaway with her.

But even if he had been recuperating in her home due to injury for more than a month, the ordinary and daily contact in the morning and dusk, even if he liked a bowl of porridge she made by himself, even if he was sitting on her like this at the moment. There is no sense of distance by her side, and she still can't break his tyrant filter.

People like Jing Jihan, even if they just sit down at the small table in her room, even if they accompany her to eat takeaways, they still have the appearance of a casual meal. He is so clean and has a noble temperament. The field is from the inside to the outside, and will never be affected by the external environment in any way.

After   Shisu ate a few bites of food, his chopsticks tentatively raised to the instant noodles that had been abandoned for a long time at the table.

   But when he was about to open the instant noodles and put some noodles out of it, Jing Jihan suddenly slapped his hands open.

  Shi Su retracted his chopsticks, and continued to eat other things while puffed up and said, "The soaks are soaked, and it won’t be great to take two bites."

  Jing Jihan did not know which take-out bag to turn out a box of rice, pour the tomato beef soup into it, and push it to her.

  Shi Su looked down, the authentic tomato beef soup and rice, the air was so gluttonous that he wanted to drool, but he was so overbearing that he would not let her eat a mouthful of instant noodles.

  She refused: "Don't eat."

  Jing Jihan raised his eyebrows, took it back, took the chopsticks and mixed it in it, and tasted it: "Yes, I'll eat it."

  Shi Su stared at the chopsticks in his hand and the bowl of rice in front of him. The dishes that Zhou He bought were really delicious, but she just wanted to add some staple food.

  Before, she hadn't noticed that there was rice.

   Watching Jing Jihan really ate a few bites unceremoniously, her eyes became pitiful and she looked at him like that.

  Jing Jihan didn't seem to see her eyes, and continued to eat her meal with a calm expression, and threw her bowl of instant noodles into the trash can with the other hand.

  Shi Su suddenly reached out to grab the lunch box in front of him: "Save me some!"

   "Leave what?"

Shi Su decisively snatched the lunch box, and didn't even think about whether he had eaten the meal. He just put it in his mouth, and said with a bulging mouth: "The president of Tangtang grabbed the meal with the young actor, and I will have it tomorrow. Expose you to the media!"

  "Aren't you not eating?"

   "I want to eat again now!" She was confident.

  The door bell came again at this time, Jing Jihan glanced at Shisu who was busy stuffing things in his mouth, got up and walked over to open the door.

  As a result, Wei Sinan’s voice came from outside the door at the same time: “Shisu, you just sent you a WeChat message and you didn’t reply. Is your cold better?”

When Shi Su heard this, he subconsciously wanted to find his mobile phone, and suddenly thought that Jing Jihan was about to open the door. He immediately swallowed the food in his mouth. He stood up and ran over and pressed the man who was about to open the door. On the side wall.

  Jing Jihan glanced at the little woman who suddenly pressed herself against the corner fiercely, her dark eyes seemed to have a smile, but she didn't struggle.

  Wei Sinan rang the doorbell twice.

  Shi Su raised his head, raised his hand to his mouth, still pressing his body firmly against him, not allowing him to move, and at the same time "hushing" to the silent man.

  (End of this chapter)