After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

Because Jun Li ran to find underwear for Bai Ze, Jiang Jincheng said hello and followed Xiao Ling first.

He was indeed hungry and his head was still a little dizzy, so he wanted to have a good sleep after dinner. He slept too late last night and was still sleepy. Jiang Jincheng sat directly in the passenger seat and fell asleep. When he was awakened by the sound of brakes, the heater in the car was on and a coat was put on him.

"Uncle, please sleep for a while. There is a traffic jam ahead."

Xiao Ling stepped on the brakes and stopped in the middle of the road. It was the rush hour after get off work so it was normal to have traffic jams. He was not in a hurry to drive away. He turned sideways and kissed Jiang Jincheng, who was a little sleepy.

"are not you cold?"

Jiang Jincheng saw that Xiao Ling was wearing a short-sleeved shirt. The weather has been hot and cold lately, and it's easy to catch a cold. It was 20 or 30 degrees yesterday, but suddenly it was 8 or 9 degrees today.

"I'm fine. Mainly because I saw my uncle fell asleep and I was worried that he would catch a cold."

Xiao Ling looked at him gently and said softly, "My wife has a cold and I feel bad."

"Nonsense, your uncle is in great health. With my physical fitness, I can easily beat ten of you."

Jiang Jincheng sat up and threw his coat to Xiao Ling, telling him to put it on, lest he catch a cold. He had to take care of the children during his vacation. If Xiao Ling caught a cold, Jiang Jincheng would definitely take the opportunity to act coquettishly and take advantage of him by claiming that he had a cold.

Jiang Jincheng now knows Xiao Ling thoroughly. He is a cunning guy who likes to play hard to get.

"Then I'll wear it if you kiss me!"

How could Xiao Ling not know what Jiang Jincheng was thinking? Since there was a traffic jam and he was not in a hurry to leave, he just smiled and supported the steering wheel, acting like a rogue.

"Uncle, give me a kiss and I'll put my clothes on right away. I won't catch a cold, okay?"

Jiang Jincheng was almost speechless. He threw the clothes in his face and cursed coldly: "It's up to you to wear it or not! I won't freeze you to death!"

"Uncle is so fierce now... He doesn't even care about me anymore..."

Xiao Ling was about to purse his lips and groan, and Jiang Jincheng was simply overwhelmed. He laughed unhappily: "I was just thinking that you are a tea lover now, but not as fun as before."

He placed his arms behind his head, crossed his legs and sighed, "You were so fun when you were little. You would hug my legs and wouldn't let go when you saw me. You kept asking me to hold you all day long. You called me Uncle Jiang all the time in your baby voice, and I was so confused by you."

"I can hold your legs and not let go now...as long as you don't hit me..."

"Oh my god! Please stop! Your uncle is old and has a bad heart. Don't mess with me here!"

Jiang Jincheng's temper had long been worn out by Xiao Ling. He was completely helpless when Xiao Ling acted like a spoiled brat. Jiang Jincheng could already foresee that one day he would be stripped to the bone by Xiao Ling's spoiled bratiness.

What we mean is to stop the loss in time and interrupt the spell! We must not let Xiao Ling groan!

The car instantly returned to calm. Jiang Jincheng narrowed his eyes, glanced at the angry Xiao Ling, and then kicked him unceremoniously: "Why don't you put on your clothes!"

Xiao Ling glanced at him, sniffed, and muttered softly, "My uncle doesn't even love me and I still despise me, so why should I wear clothes! I'd better die of illness as soon as possible!"

"What are you talking about, kid!"

Jiang Jincheng was once again amused by Xiao Ling's shameless look. Seeing that Xiao Ling really had no intention of putting on clothes, he could only turn his head and raise his eyebrows: "Hey, you really don't want to wear any?"

"Don't wear it!"

Xiao Ling was arguing with him and he really meant that he would not wear it. He threw his coat away in a huff and turned his head away in the short-sleeved shirt without even looking at Jiang Jincheng.

"Tsk, you can wear it if you want, and you expect me to coax you? You're such an adult, and you're still throwing a tantrum at me?"

Jiang Jincheng simply ignored him and continued to sleep with his eyes closed. He thought that Xiao Ling felt cold so he put on his clothes. Now that he is an adult, he likes to be stubborn and show off, so let him do it. He is really spoiled!

Jiang Jincheng dozed for an unknown amount of time before waking up again. He opened his eyes slightly and saw that there was still a traffic jam in front of him. Xiao Ling was still wearing the short-sleeved shirt, and the jacket was still thrown behind him.

"You're not wearing it yet?"

Jiang Jincheng finally couldn't help but frowning. He saw that Xiao Ling's hands had lost some color.

He reached out and tentatively held the hand and couldn't help but gasp. It felt like he was holding an ice lump.

"Xiao Ling is so cold and you are not wearing any clothes. Are you really looking for trouble with me?"

Jiang Jincheng reached out and took the coat back and threw it back on Xiao Ling, his tone also carrying some anger: "Hurry up and put on your clothes! You are such an adult, why are you throwing a tantrum? You really think you are still a child over such a trivial matter!"

Xiao Ling glanced at the jacket indifferently, as if he was deliberately going against Jiang Jincheng. Whenever Jiang Jincheng threw it to him, he threw it back, making Jiang Jincheng so angry that he wanted to kick him out of the car.

"That's enough! Can you please stop?"

Jiang Jincheng really had lost his patience. No matter how good-tempered a person was, he would collapse when faced with a troublemaker like Xiao Ling. Xiao Ling paused, then threw the clothes back into the back seat, obviously looking like he was going to argue with him.

"You can ignore me. Anyway, uncle doesn't feel sorry for me, doesn't like me, and even despises me."

"You're a piece of shit, I don't feel sorry for you!"

Jiang Jincheng gritted his teeth and glared at him fiercely: "I don't like you, but I let you kiss me in vain! I don't like you, but you act like a spoiled child every other day and I still indulge you! You have been acting like a spoiled child for more than ten years. If someone of your age still acted like a spoiled child, I would have kicked him out of the car a long time ago!"

Xiao Ling didn't say anything, just lowered his eyes, no one knew what he was thinking. Jiang Jincheng suppressed his anger and then reached out and roughly pried open Xiao Ling's hands that were holding the steering wheel.

Xiao Ling was stunned for a moment and then saw Jiang Jincheng with a dark face holding his two hands that were as frozen as ice lumps and stuffing them into his arms.

"uncle…"

"Don't fucking call me uncle! Ancestor, can I call you an ancestor?"

Jiang Jincheng gritted his teeth and wondered why this kid's hands were so cold. What month was it? If it was winter, it would be like a "Midea" air conditioner!

"Put your clothes on, don't catch a cold."

Jiang Jincheng breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down his tone, then looked at Xiao Ling helplessly. He held Xiao Ling's hand tightly, trying to warm it with his body temperature.

Jiang Jincheng suddenly laughed and looked at Xiao Ling and said jokingly, "Hey, your hands are so cold before winter, are you weak? You can't warm up at such a young age, are you not in good condition?"

Xiao Ling moved his body after hearing this and then looked at Jiang Jincheng meaningfully. He did not rush to explain but just said softly: "Is it okay? I will know if it works tonight if I try it."

"I'll try your grandma's legs!"

Jiang Jincheng had no way of communicating with him properly. He turned his head to look at the coat thrown on the back seat, then struggled for a moment and reached out to take it back with great effort.

Jiang Jincheng held the coat and still clutched Xiao Ling's hand. He was silent and finally sat up and gave Xiao Ling a hard kiss on the mouth.

Xiao Ling was obviously stiff for a moment and then pulled the corner of his mouth slightly. He lowered his eyes to see Jiang Jincheng was obviously uncomfortable. Jiang Jincheng threw the clothes to him after kissing him and said in a trembling voice: "We have kissed, put on the clothes for me, my hands are so cold that I can't even warm them up."

"it is good."

Xiao Ling was obedient this time. He put on his clothes very quickly. His originally sullen face suddenly showed a smile. He gently moved closer to Jiang Jincheng, looking like he had gotten an advantage and was still acting cute: "Uncle, didn't you say you don't care about me? Didn't you say I can wear whatever I want? Why did you kiss me now that you've figured it out?"

"Tsk, if it weren't for the fact that you're the only son of Director Xiao, I wouldn't want to be shot if you froze to death here."

Jiang Jincheng said unhappily, "Besides, if you catch a cold, you're just asking for trouble! I finally have a short vacation, so I can't take care of you who is bedridden every day!"

Xiao Ling listened to Jiang Jincheng's complaints, and the tenderness in his eyes became more and more obvious. He just shook his head and whispered: "Hard mouth, soft heart..."

Jiang Jincheng rolled his Adam's apple and said nothing. When he saw Xiao Ling was only wearing clothes without zipping up, he couldn't help but remind him: "Can you zip up your clothes? If you don't zip up, you're wearing chicken feathers!"

Xiao Ling smiled and gently touched his lips with his fingertips, saying meaningfully: "This is another price. How about if uncle kisses me again, I will zip you up?"

"I'll kiss you to death! Get out of here!"