baby miss me today

I thought the other party was too lazy to pay attention, but Ji Rongchen made a video call.

Qiao Yu stared at the call request for two seconds.

!!!

Xiao Biesheng's new marriage is not fake, Ji Baobei is so generous!

Two seconds later, Ji Rongchen's face appeared in the middle of the screen.

"Little beggar."

Ji Rongchen's half-smile was not a smile, and the magnetic hoarse voice of a mature man was deep and deep.

Such a face with such a voice...

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Qiao Yu's eyes were red, wishing he could climb into the screen.

Ji Rongchen pursed his lips, put his big bony hands on the buttons of his pajamas, and moved slowly.

It is a visual double temptation for a cold and abstinent person to do this kind of action.

Qiao Yu couldn't help swallowing.

GKD!

Ji Rongchen unbuttoned halfway, stopped his movements, raised his eyes to look at Qiao Yu on the screen, and said in a cold voice, "Please."

Qiao Yu was startled, woo woo!

Ji Rongchen used to be a typical person who didn't talk about what he could do. It was fun, but he always felt that there was something missing.

Hearing these few words spilling out of his mouth right now, Qiao Yu felt like he had been electrocuted.

He hurriedly put the phone to his mouth, and shouted into the microphone: "Good brother."

The faint and ambiguous voice spread along the receiver, Ji Rongchen's eyes darkened, he buckled the phone on the bed with his backhand, and followed him to the bathroom.

"Hey Hey hey?"

"Ouba, brother, Apache!"

"Baby Ji?!"

Why are you so stingy.

Staring at the pitch-black screen on the phone, Qiao Yu's mouth twitched, feeling that her young heart had been hurt.

Ji Rongchen took a cold shower under the shower for three to ten minutes, before the surging blood subsided.

Any loss of emotional control is a dangerous thing.

Even if it is a lover relationship, he should firmly hold the initiative in his hands.

Ji Rongchen had a sullen face, brooding over how he was mobilized by Qiao Yu just now.

Back in the bedroom, Ji Rongchen turned the phone over, the video call was not hung up, only the ceiling could be seen in the four corners of the screen, and there were occasional small and steady breathing sounds.

Ji Rongchen raised his hand to press the "hang up" button, paused for a moment, turned his slender white index finger in one direction, and pressed the volume button on the side to the maximum.

Ji Rongchen had always been a light sleeper, and slept until midnight, when a dream-like raving came from the receiver.

Opening her eyes, she heard Qiao Yu muttering: "I won't give you a hug, so you won't come back to me."

The tone was soft, with the usual arrogance.

Looking at the chat records of the two, Ji Rongchen thought that in the future, he could occasionally reply to those meaningless messages and emojis of Little Things.

"Mom."

Before the alarm clock rang, Qiao Yu woke up from her dream panting.

He kicked the quilt and sat up straight.

He actually dreamed of falling in love with Ji Rongchen!

In the dream, Ji Rongchen wanted to hug him at every turn, on the bed, under the bed, and pressed against the door while kissing and hugging him. He would not give up until he looked hopeless.

I have to go to a place with him for office work, and I only look at him a few times when I write a few documents, and sometimes I have to look at him more.

And he was even weirder.

It's the same as a little workman with inattentive limbs and myasthenia gravis.

Ji Rongchen needs to feed the meal, Ji Rongchen needs to wear the clothes, he needs to tie the shoelaces, and Ji Rongchen needs to carry the back after walking two steps.

How can I have such a terrible dream? !

Qiao Yu turned over and got out of bed first, poured herself a glass of water, picked up the glass and drank it in one gulp, then went to the bathroom to wash her face.

A coolness fell on his face, and his consciousness became clearer.

fall in love?

Still in love with Ji Rongchen?

Qiao Yu shuddered, she didn't dare to think about it, her scalp tingled when she thought about it.

Although, it's too scary!

The alarm rang at the right time, Qiao Yu stabilized his mind, wiped his hands and went back to the bed to get his phone.

After unlocking the screen lock, he glanced at the chat interface with Ji Rongchen, and found that the two had talked for 5 hours.

Why so long?

Before she had time to think about it, Qiao Yu checked the time and hurried to the set.

Today is still on location.

The plot is about Chen Jing, the king of Qian'an played by Jiang Yan. After being cheated out of money by Shi Huan played by Qiao Yu last time, he met Shi Huan who was scuffled and sent to the government on the road. Only then did he know what he thought was a poor man Actually a liar.

With Li Kuan's "start", the actors and crew took their positions.

Wearing a dirty apron, the middle-aged man with a big arm and a round waist cut Shi Huan's shoulders backwards, and led him through the crowded market, cursing uncleanly: "I let you steal."

There was a huge difference in size between the two, Shi Huan couldn't break free, turned around and glared at the middle-aged man angrily: "I said if I didn't steal it, I didn't steal it."

"Didn't steal it? You were the only one at the time, can my money still fly?"

"You look like a dog, and you sneak around all day long. If I were your parents, I would strangle you bastard to death."

There were more and more people watching, pointing and pointing at Shi Huan.

Shi Huan's face turned red, and the veins on his neck suddenly appeared, and he turned his face away suddenly.

After a while, he raised his head again, with a look of no pain or itching: "My father and mother have already become dust, it seems that you want it too?"

The middle-aged man blew his beard, raised his hand and slapped Shi Huan in the face.

The moment the palm fan came, Shi Huan tilted her head and closed her eyes subconsciously, but the expected pain did not subside.

Shi Huan frowned, and slowly opened his eyes.

Standing behind the middle-aged man, Chen Jing, who was dressed in white snow, put his hand on his forearm and exerted a little force to stop him from hitting Shi Huan.

Recognizing Chen Jing, Shi Huan hurriedly lowered his head.

There was a guilty conscience in his eyes, as well as the panic that he didn't have when he was slandered.

Chen Jing spoke softly, and said to the middle-aged man: "If he really did steal, torture and interrogation is also the responsibility of the government, so why use lynching. Besides, he said he didn't steal. I wonder if there is some misunderstanding in this?"

Seeing that Chen Jing was dressed luxuriously, the middle-aged man rubbed his hands on the apron twice, and his face became kinder: "Is there any misunderstanding?"

"My lord, you don't know, this Shi Huan is a well-known gangster in our street."

Chen Jing frowned: "Didn't he be washed away by the flood in his hometown a few days ago?"

The middle-aged man smiled, with an expression of "I knew it": "You, he probably deceived you."

Chen Jing withdrew his gaze and glanced at Shi Huan who was dodging his eyes.

The middle-aged man continued: "He has been here since he was a child, and he follows the old beggar all day long to do some sneaky things."

Shi Huan suddenly shouted angrily: "Shut your mouth."

The middle-aged man cut Shi Huan's arm backwards and exerted himself: "Listen, listen."

Shi Huan grunted in pain, his facial features wrinkled into a ball.

Chen Jing frowned slightly: "The truth remains to be verified, so you let him go first."

The middle-aged man decided that Chen Jing wanted to speak for Shi Huan, so he stopped being polite to him. He glanced at the well-dressed entourage behind Chen Jing, and stood still with his neck held high: "I'm a fried rice rake. If you are young, you can rely on this little blood and sweat to support your family, without this money, my mother can’t even afford her medicine, and I’m dying, so what if I save my life?”

Chen Jing heard what he meant, and his tone became more gentle, like a pulse of spring breeze to comfort people's hearts: "Don't get me wrong."

As he spoke, he began to grope around his waist, and after a while he remembered that Shi Huan had cheated him of all his money, so he simply took off the jade pendant on his waist and handed it over: "This jade pendant is still worth some money, now I will pledge it to you."

The attendants stared at the jade pendant: "Think twice, young master, this is the heirloom left to you by the old lady..."

Chen Jing raised his right hand, signaling to the guards behind him not to say anything.

There was a pause, and the voice was unhurried: "I can prove his innocence, and I will help you get back the lost money."

Shi Huan looked at Chen Jing's face, his eyes were filled with emotion, and his fists were clenched tightly.

Chen Jing looked at the middle-aged man: "When did you lose the money? How much did you lose?"

The glutinous rice cake stall owner took the jade pendant and stuffed it into the front of his front, pointing at ten joyfully: "I counted it myself, no more than 100 copper coins, and put them in the basket, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye when I came back, and he was the only one in front of the stall, isn't it?" Who did he steal from?"

Chen Jing took the money basket and looked at it, his eyes turned slightly.

Immediately, a stern expression appeared on his face, he broke off the willow branch, and slapped the bamboo basket ten times: "Tell me the truth, did you steal the money?"

I asked several times in a row.

Of course Bamboo Basket would not answer.

Chen Jing was furious, and pointed at the bamboo basket, "Come here, I will serve you with great torture."

The guards didn't know what their prince was going to do, so they looked at each other in blank dismay.

More and more people crowded around, seeing Chen Jing's serious look, they laughed out loud.

Chen Jing glanced at the crowd with a cold face: "How dare you laugh at me? Give me a copper coin each, or you won't be able to leave."

"Is it unreasonable?"

"who."

The people who watched the excitement complained everywhere, but seeing the tall guards behind Chen Jing, they could only admit that they were unlucky.

Chen Jing sent someone to bring a basin of water, and asked the onlookers to put copper plates in it one by one, staring at the water surface intently.

When a tall and thin young man with high cheekbones put down the coin, Chen Jing pressed his shoulder: "You stole it, return the money."

The young man's eyes were full of panic at first, then his eyes rolled, and he said loudly: "Wrong, wrong, where is the little boy, don't spit blood!"

Chen Jing: "The stall owner makes a living by frying glutinous rice cakes, so he must have oil stars on his hands. The copper plate will also be stained with oil after passing through his hands. Only after you drop the copper plate, oil will float on the surface of the water."

"If not you, then who?"

The tall and thin young man's face turned earthy in an instant.

Seeing this, the owner of the glutinous rice cake stall went over and grabbed him by the collar, and sure enough, he found a bag of copper coins with a little bit of oil on his chest.

The truth came to light, the stall owner apologized to Shi Huan and escorted the tall and thin young man to the government office, and everyone dispersed in admiration.

Shi Huan took two steps forward, but before he could speak, Chen Jing grabbed his left hand.

Before Shi Huan could react, Chen Jing used his hands hard, pushed and pulled, and helped him to connect the dislocated arm. After standing still, he rolled up his sleeves and bowed to Shi Huan: "It's so offending, you have to catch the bone by surprise."

Shi Huan's eyes were slightly red, he looked at Chen Jing, then pushed him back violently, taking advantage of the confusion and slipping into the crowd.

"Fool, there is no reward for a good man in this world."