Mr. He’s Daily Affections

He Jingyao couldn't help laughing when he saw her depressed look.

He stretched out his hand and pinched her face: I'm not happy to cook for you myself, huh?

It seems so, after all, this is his first time, and even Liu Minjun and Xiaobao don't get this treatment...

Thinking of this, her mood immediately improved a lot.

She stood up, came to his side, and kissed him hard on the cheek: I feel Master He's intentions... I have decided to only accept your invitation recently.

He Jingyao raised his eyebrows in surprise: Do you have other suitors?

I originally made an appointment with Ning Yichen. He will come over to pick me up to watch a play this morning! Zhixi glared at him.

Then why didn't he come? He curled his lips.

...Before Xiaobao insists on letting me go with him, I called Ning Yichen to cancel. Zhixi explained dullly.

Well, it's all Xiaobao's fault. He nodded seriously.

Zhixi angrily grabbed his collar, leaned forward and bit his mouth hard.

He Jingyao's muscles tightened, and he held her in his arms for a lingering and deep kiss.

At the end, he said hoarsely in her ear: You did it on purpose, huh?

Zhixi giggled, and was soon kissed until she was breathless.

…

The two of them kept arguing until late, and Zhixi said reluctantly: Go back and rest quickly... Pei Yuanchen will probably be back soon.

He Jingyao's eyes darkened: He's back, and I'm leaving? Are we stealing the sun?

Anyway, you can't stay here tonight. She smiled and picked at the buttons of his shirt and said, If we get too close now, wouldn't it be bad for you and Dad? I know you are going against the president now. …”

Zhixi's tone had an unspeakable meaning. She had always known that this man had great energy, but she never expected it to be this big.

He Jingyao curled his lips: So, are you worried about your father or me?

I'm mainly worried about you. Dad is a foreign guest after all, and Mr. President will never do anything to him. Zhixi hugged his neck and sighed, But you are different.

He Jingyao pinched her chin: Don't worry, even if you are the daughter of Grand Duke Leslie, I can still marry you back.

Zhixi's eyes lit up: Are you proposing to me?

He Jingyao looked at her deeply: If you want to marry me, just tell me. You don't have to remind me again and again, okay?

I don't want to! Zhixi said angrily.

But I regretted it as soon as I opened my mouth...

He chuckled, and automatically understood it to mean something else. He bit her earlobe and said, It will happen one day, don't worry.

Zhixi's eyes softened and she nodded obediently.

…

He Jingyao finally left.

After sending him away, Zhixi stayed alone in the empty living room, suddenly feeling lost.

Fortunately, at this time, the phone suddenly rang.

She picked it up excitedly and saw that it was not He Jingyao, but Gu Bingjun.

She put away the disappointment in her heart, pressed answer, and then put the phone to her ear: Hi, Dad.

Zhixi. Gu Bingjun's voice was hesitant, You said... I'll go see your mother tomorrow, what do you think? Of course, you come with me.

Zhixi suddenly smiled: You should have gone to see her a long time ago... Actually, I also want to see her, at least let her know that I am still alive.