I heard someone wants to raise me

Well, it just so happens that he also has something to ask him.

Jing Xiuzhu carefully put him on the bed, for fear of touching his injury, he could only let him sleep on his stomach.

Ning Jianjing's fair shoulders were illuminated by the cold light on the dark bed sheet, making the scar even more dazzling, like paint spilled on a snow-white canvas.

Jing Xiuzhu withdrew his gaze, pulled the quilt to his waist, then got up, picked up his mobile phone and went to the balcony to pick it up.

"Hey."

Ning Jian Yao was stunned for a second, and took a look at the phone, why is it Jing Xiuzhu?

"What about Xiao Ning, tell him to answer the phone."

Jing Xiuzhu leaned against the railing and sneered: "Why, you didn't fight enough just now, and now you have to come to Qiuhou to settle the score again? I would rather see medicine, you can really do it, even my younger brother can do it."

Tonight's birthday was messed up, the two sisters left straight away, Ning Jianyao went to sit in the study for a while, afraid that Ning Jianjing would be impulsive and cause trouble, so he called to ask.

It turns out that the person who answered the phone was Jing Xiuzhu. It's eleven o'clock at night, and the two of them are still together?

Ning Jianyao instantly remembered what Ning Jianjing said, they slept through, and his anger exploded in an instant.

"Can I do it? I still want to ask you, what did I tell you? I told you not to do anything to Xiao Ning, what about you? That's how you helped me watch him? Did you see your bed?"

Jing Xiuzhu frowned, what was he talking about?

What do you see on the bed?

"Whoever attacked your brother, please be reasonable. Don't shoot indiscriminately when you are angry. I don't have the good temper to serve you. If you can't speak well, get out."

Ning Jianyao sneered, wishing to follow the signal and throw thousands of sharp swords to chop Jing Xiuzhu alive. He gritted his teeth, "I shot indiscriminately? Xiao Ning confessed to me personally, you...you I’ve done it, is it still fake?”

Jing Xiuzhu turned his head and glanced at Ning Jianjing who was deeply asleep. The little bastard guessed that he was angry with his brother, so he said that the two of them had done it.

Would rather see that the medicine is for the dog to eat his brain, so he can't even hear his angry words?

In his heart, Ning Jianjing is someone who can sleep with a man he has known for less than a month?

"Do you dare to do it or admit it?" Ning Jianyao sneered, and couldn't help but sneer and intimidate: "Xiao Ning is only 17 years old, you are breaking the law! Are you still human! If you are sued, you will go to jail!"

Jing Xiuzhu originally wanted to ask him how Ning Jianjing was injured, but now from Ning Jianyao's tone, he was asking for a crime?

Not to mention that Ning Jianjing was just deliberately annoyed at him for saying this, even if something really happened between the two of them, how could he stand on the moral high ground and accuse others of his orientation?

ill.

Ning Jian Yao paused and asked him: "What are you laughing at?"

Jing Xiuzhu stood up straight, turned around and put his hands on the railing, and asked him slowly: "Before I send me to jail, can I ask you a few questions?"

"……you say."

"Okay." Jing Xiuzhu calmly asked from the first one, "Why did he go home today?"

Ning Jianyao's lips moved, and she caught a glimpse of the doorway Ning Jianzheng was holding something like food, he hesitated to come in, raised her hand to let her go, and then said: "That's my family business, it has nothing to do with you .”

"According to Lord Ning, now that I am his man, I have the right to know what my boyfriend is doing when he comes home, right?"

Seeing that Yao was choked by him, Ning instinctively wanted to hang up the phone, but he couldn't say no to Jing Xiuzhu, but he couldn't, he had to cut off these two people.

Xiao Ning is still young and has a bright future, so she can't be ruined by Jing Xiuzhu!

"Today is my mother's birthday, I asked him to come back and celebrate together."

Jing Xiuzhu nodded, "Well" and said: "It's a good thing to celebrate a birthday, so why did he get hurt? Your family always wants to have an adopted son to help with the celebration of birthdays?"

"Speak well!" Ning Jianyao slapped the table, and said angrily, "Who are you sarcastically talking about? What are you? I really think Xiao Ning... you have the right to be angry with me?"

"Don't dare not dare." Jing Xiuzhu smiled slightly, and said sarcastically: "How can I? How can I call you sarcastic? I tell you that I would rather see medicine. You are not in front of me now. If you are , I beat you until your mother didn’t know you.”

"you!"

"What about me? You think my words are too ugly, don't you? Mr. Ning, if you are not used to it, then I'll say it in a different way." Jing Xiuzhu didn't stop for long, and then said: "The wound on his face was caused by you, right? , Yes, your Ning family is powerful and powerful, breaking a spine is nothing, a wheelchair is only a few dollars. Buy it, you can buy another one every day, so it’s not the same in a lifetime, right? "

"Ning Jianyao, since he came to your house at the age of 11, the blood drawn from that little body can wash every inch of your blood vessels. You hit him? Don't your hands shake?"

Ning Jian Yao rubbed the center of his brows tiredly, was speechless by Jing Xiuzhu's words, gritted his teeth and said, "I know I was wrong for beating him, but what about you? He is young and ignorant, and neither are you." ? He knows what feelings are, and you don't know what to do?"

Jing Xiuzhu said "Ouch", "Are you planning to blame me? Why would he not be beaten tonight if I don't want him? Is he beaten tonight because he slept with me?"

Ning Jianyao clenched his palms tightly, thinking of Ning Jianjing's expression tonight, it made him feel strange.

"Xiao Ning is too willful, sharp and... I can't help it. He knows that his sisters have a bad temper, and he still wants to confront them. If he is more obedient and behaved, don't make those outside..."

The voice suddenly stopped.

Jing Xiuzhu supported the railing with one hand, lowered his eyes and chuckled: "Why didn't you say it? Continue? You don't want to tell me that the beating he suffered tonight is his own fault, right? If he is more obedient and behaved? You keep telling him to give in, what's the matter? Your so-called family can't tolerate him? Do you still have to make him kneel down and beg you, so that he can give him a little face?"

"What's the matter, your family has the throne for you to inherit. Your emperor, princess, and empress dowager have to be born with a bad temper, and others have to be obedient and obedient. Why are you Ning's family being dishonest? What's the matter, your family's noble blood will not let it go?"

"Jing Xiuzhu!" Ning Jianyao heard him talking too much, and finally couldn't hold back his anger, and cursed in a deep voice: "What are you, you protect your shortcomings too leniently, I really thought I had a relationship with Xiao Ning once. , you just..."

"Is this called protection?" Jing Xiuzhu smiled slightly, but said coldly, "I don't think I'm protecting enough. You'll know what my protection looks like in the future."

Ning Jianyao has known Jing Xiuzhu for many years, he has always known that Jing Xiuzhu taunted people to kill people without blood, but most of them were understatement, and it was the first time that he was so stern like today.

He couldn't say no to him, his face turned blue and his teeth were about to be crushed.

"You're spoiling him so much, you're hurting him!" Ning Jianyao took a few deep breaths and asked him, "Do you think Xiao Ning's sharp and mean look today is right? I..."

"The theory of the victim's guilt has been played out. Young Master Ning is indeed an educated person, and he knows a lot. Internet addicted youths like us don't understand this, but." Ning Jianjing, who was stable, said coldly: "You want to say that a slap can't be slapped, right? Whoever slaps him, you let him come to me, and I slap him and you can see if it slaps."

Ning Jianyao: "Jing Xiuzhu, you have a little bit of sense!"

Jing Xiuzhu: "Property? What I don't have in my life is modesty. The person in my arms will be beaten by you in turn? What are you, a family? You are a barren family."

"Ning Jianyao, I came to ask you today what you are. Your family lives in the middle of the mountain. He was beaten like that, so you let him out of the house? He drove down the mountain in such a half-dead state, you never thought he would Wouldn't it be dangerous?"

"Why do you think he's acting in a martial arts show? You can earn a martial arts cheat if you fall off a cliff without dying? Are you three years old?"

"Call me now, judge his abnormal feelings from the moral high ground, say that he deserves what he deserves, that he is mean, and you think you are right?"

"Anyone in this world is qualified to say that he is wrong, but you don't, because your body is full of his blood. Without him, you would have died a long time ago, and you still have your mouth here to accuse him. Why do you have one more mouth than others?"

"I said before, as long as he is mine, you don't even want to take a drop of blood from him." Jing Xiuzhu paused for a while, and glanced at Ning Jianjing.

In fact, he couldn't tell for a while how he felt about Ning Jianjing.

When this little bastard met him, he would sneer at him, as if he couldn't speak without sarcasm, and his thoughts were heavy, maybe even today's fainting was plotting against him.

But there is no way.

Jing Xiuzhu couldn't think about it just by looking at the wound on his body.

Ning Jianjing approached him because of calculations, or ridiculed him.

Since he told Ning Jianyao that he had "sleeped" with him, he couldn't let Ning Jianjing lose his dignity in front of Ning Jianyao and be exposed again.

He's so proud he can't stand this.

Anyway, he has already been blamed for "Ba Diao Ruqing", and he doesn't care about carrying one more.

"From this moment on, Ning Jianjing is mine." Jing Xiuzhu paused, and added: "You want to take a drop of his blood, unless I die, understand?"

Ning Jian Yao was so angry that he couldn't speak, his chest heaved violently, and he almost fainted in anger. With a blue face, he swung all the things on the desk to the ground, and fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

"Don't forget that your team still..."

"Hey, hey, hey." Jing Xiuzhu interrupted him, looked up at the club base hidden in the night, and did not hide his hooliganism at all, "I played for the club for six years, and won Five world champions. Do you feel sorry for your 2000 million sponsorship from endorsements, live broadcasts, and promotion of fame and fortune?"

"What's more, the club is under the name of Ning Jianjing, and he is the only one who has the right to say no to me. Save yourself some effort to find the blood source, and save you from being kidnapped by morality one day. If you don't save you, it seems like he has no conscience." Same, show some face, Mr. Ning."

Ning Jianyao was stunned by the scolding, and he didn't even have time to wonder if Jing Xiuzhu really fell in love with Ning Jianjing.

I just feel that he has even cut off this kind of retreat, which means he wants to protect his shortcomings to the end. Ning Jianyao took a deep breath and asked him: "Do you think this is loving him? You are harming him!"

The corner of Jing Xiuzhu's mouth twitched into a smile, this time there was no sarcasm, but a little pity, and his voice was extremely soft.

"Ning Jianyao, what you want is not a younger brother at all, you just want a Ning family in your imagination, so you use your own standards to judge whether he is right or wrong, you want to turn him into what you want, So send it to me to discipline."

Paused.

Jing Xiuzhu let out a long breath, and said with a sigh: "He is arrogant and domineering, because he is Ning Jianjing, and he has an independent personality and absolute freedom. The "Ning family" you want is calm, rigid and unconventional. The price is to "kill" the current Ning Jianjing, understand?"

"Okay, think about it for yourself."

The next second, the phone was hung up.

Ning Jianyao looked at the mobile phone, leaned back on the soft chair exhaustedly, closed his eyes tiredly, the anger in his chest churned out of nowhere, almost drowning him.

Jing Xiuzhu was about to scold him dumbfounded, and he couldn't even speak in the end.

Every word that came out of that mouth was like a knife stabbing his heart. Even after a long signal, he could feel the hidden violence coming from him.

He couldn't see Jing Xiuzhu's expression, but he could imagine that the expression on his face must be extremely cold at this moment.

Seeing that Yao had a splitting headache, Ning grabbed her hair with both hands and groaned in pain.

He has been thinking of a way for him to live in peace with his family for so many years, and he is also trying to ease their attitude towards Xiao Ning.

He sent him to FRG and sent him to Jing Xiuzhu for discipline, because he was thinking that he would not listen to him, and was controlled by people like Jing Xiuzhu. accept.

His illness cannot be completely cured. Although it seems to be a little stable now, he doesn't know when it will explode.

Although it is not fatal, it is also very dangerous. In case of that day, the Ning family still needs a ruler.

The second uncle is eyeing her like a tiger, so is the eldest sister.

Ning Jianyao raised his head wearily, took a breath, and suddenly saw a group photo on the table, it was a timid, very young child not long after he came to Ning's house.

He tried his best to please everyone, showed kindness to everyone, was sweet and cute, and he was really obedient at that time.

However, at some point, he became more and more surly, like a sharp hedgehog, ignorant and incompetent, and went crazy with those idiots from the Yan family and the Chen family all day long.

He had high hopes for him, and hoped that one day he would come to the company to help him, but as a result, the longer he grew, the less he lived up to expectations. Apart from fooling around with those rich second generations who couldn't help him, he was left with no knowledge and skills.

He was messing around in the first place, and now, with the addition of Jing Xiuzhu who only spoiled him, if Xiao Ning wanted a star in the sky, he might really be able to get one for him.

Xiao Ning's memory before the age of 11 is very chaotic, but there is no guarantee that one day he will not remember it, even if he does not remember it, as long as he wants to find it, there is such an omnipotent Jing Xiuzhu by his side, it is by no means difficult.

How could "that person" be his father? Xiao Ning was one day the Ning family, and he would always be the Ning family.

He couldn't let it go.

-

When Ning Jianjing woke up, he felt a sharp pain in his back, and he gasped in pain as soon as he moved, and it took a long time before he slowly got up again.

After sweeping his gaze, he was suddenly a little dazed, this room... doesn't seem to belong to him.

him last night.

Ning Jianjing raised his hand, rubbed his aching forehead, but inadvertently touched his right cheek, made a "hiss", and regained consciousness in an instant.

He asked Jing Xiuzhu to pick him up yesterday, and then he didn't remember, he probably passed out because he couldn't hold on.

He reached for his phone and found it under his pillow. It was ten o'clock in the morning.

He is mostly upside down day and night, sleeping until ten o'clock is a normal operation, but waking up from someone else's bed with his upper body naked is not a normal operation.

Last night Ning Jianqin's blow was too real, he hurt from flesh to bone, luckily it hit him, if it hit Xiao Xiangdi's head, he had to take a shot.

Ning Jianjing smiled, but pulled the wound on his face, and frowned in pain.

He stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, and found that there was indeed a small scab. Was Ning Jianyao so angry when he heard that the person he liked slept with him?

Jing Xiuzhu.

Ning Jian Jingtian thought wildly, wondering if Jing Xiuzhu had slept with Ning Jianyao, if he had, then he would probably be even angrier.

Gee.

Ning Jianjing looked around and took a small look at the room.

The furnishings are very simple, a log-colored wardrobe is placed against the wall, a desk and chair of the same color, and some group photos and books are placed on it, which is very boring.

He was sitting on the bed in a daze, last night he had made a lot of calculations, but he didn't think that he would faint and was brought back by Jing Xiuzhu to take off his clothes.

There was a sticky discomfort on his back. Ning Jianjing guessed that it might be ointment or something. Jing Xiuzhu took advantage of his sleep and took off his clothes. His back was numb.

"Yo, are you awake?"

Jing Xiuzhu pushed the door open and came in, carrying something in his hand, which looked like a thermos, walked over and put it on the table, hooked his toes over the chair, and sat down with great determination.

Ning Jianjing sat cross-legged on the bed, the swelling on his face had subsided, but there were some finger marks that hadn't completely dissipated, his slightly long hair was messy, his eyes seemed to be not completely clear, like a delicate, beautiful and ignorant potted plant spirit.

Jing Xiuzhu didn't look at it for too long.

Because in the next second, the potted plant spoke.

"Hey, old man, did you take off my clothes?"

A dog couldn't spit out ivory, and even a beautiful potted plant couldn't spit out ivory. Jing Xiuzhu hissed because of his toothache, and nodded.

"Who told you to take off my clothes? Are you a hooligan? You take off your clothes when you see anyone? Have you ever seen a good-looking man?"

Jing Xiuzhu leaned on the back of the chair, and after listening to his quality, he asked four times with his arms folded and said, "I've taken it off, I've touched it, what's the matter? You're still planning to commit suicide to prove your innocence?"

"If you are going to die, you will die. You are sick." Potted Plant got up from the bed, but did not dare to move too much because of her back injury, slowly moved her buttocks, looked around under the bed, and raised her head again: "Hey , find a pair of slippers."

Jing Xiuzhu saw that he was so bossy as soon as he woke up, so he gasped, and was about to turn back, but his eyes touched the injury on his back, and he endured it.

"Wait." Jing Xiuzhu stood up and glared at him.

There are a pair of new ones in the closet. He had a little nephew who wanted to come over to play before, but he didn’t come here temporarily. He put them in the closet when no one was wearing them. He bent down to search for a while, and found them at the bottom. he.

"..." The bonsai spirit lowered its eyes and looked at it, extremely resisting.

"Master, do you still need me to wait for you to wear it? Hurry up and get dressed, go back and change for dinner."

Ning Jianjing's eyes trembled, and suddenly thought of something, he tilted his head: "Old thing."

Jing Xiuzhu rubbed his messy hair, and laughed: "What an old thing, call me brother."

Very good, now that Ning Jianjing was sure that this person was really sick, he raised his hand and waved his arm away, put on his slippers and took his own shirt and put them on indiscriminately, and started to leave.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Ning, Uncle Chen said that you can make up for what you eat. He heard that you were injured, so he specially made pork rib soup for you to make up for."

"...you are the ribs. I have abdominal muscles. The waistline is perfect and the muscles are well-proportioned. You didn't take the opportunity to touch me when you took off my clothes?" Ning Jianjing glanced at him and said with a sneer: "You This Internet addict young man, his stomach should not be a mass of fat, sit there, three buckets."

Jing Xiuzhu frowned slightly, this little bastard should really be asleep, as long as he opens his mouth, people can't help but want to beat him up.

Jing Xiuzhu: "Yes, it's my three-circle bucket. How dare I touch your waist. If you want to touch it, I won't chop my hands to apologize."

"Pull out the eyeballs first." Ning Jianjing was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking down at something on the phone, his fingertips paused, and he raised his head, "Who allowed you to answer my phone?"

Jing Xiuzhu raised his eyebrows, and said with a half-smile: "Didn't you ask me yesterday, if the two of you fight, who will I help? I said, if you call me brother, I will help you. Before you Called my brother, now that you are injured, I will teach your brother a lesson for you."

"What did he tell you!" Ning Jianjing felt a little flustered for the first time, his fingertips trembling while holding the phone.

He was really embarrassed at Ning's house last night.

Although he dominates the audience, he still hurts the enemy one thousand and self-damage eight hundred, especially Ning Jian Yao is very dissatisfied with him, his reputation is bad enough.

Jing Xiuzhu has been designed by him so many times, he would rather Jian Yao just say something to him, it would be enough for him to hate himself even more.

He doesn't care who likes or dislikes it, he just doesn't like to let his wounds be spread in front of others and be judged by others.

Especially this person is Jing Xiuzhu.

"Your brother said, you said we slept together just to get angry."

"..."

Jing Xiuzhu walked to the side of the bed, suppressed by the height of nearly 1.9 meters, condescendingly looking down at Ning Jianjing who was sitting on the bed, with a smile in his eyes, he bent down slightly, pinched his thin chin with his fingertips, and lifted him towards himself.

"You still said that you were lying on the desk, begging me to fuck you." Every time Jing Xiuzhu said a sentence, he moved closer, until he was so close to his nose that he almost touched the tip of his nose, before he finished the last sentence: " I'm rough and make you hurt. Little bastard, I'm getting better at lying, what's my name, Yundo.love?"

"..." Ning Jianjing felt a little guilty, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Jing Xiuzhu pinched his chin, and gradually moved closer, his breath was close at hand, with a hint of lemongrass smell, very light and faint, but his breath was very hot.

piping hot.

Jing Xiuzhu gave a raised "um" at the end, softly and slowly, with his special slightly hoarse voice, he moved to his ear, and then moved to the crest of his neck.

With his chin pinched, Ning Jianjing watched his face getting closer and closer, his dark eyelashes drooping, the creases of his double eyelids were clearly visible, his heartbeat was like a broken drumstick, irregular.

Jing Xiuzhu's voice was extremely low, like a slightly callused finger, gently pinching the eardrum, making it feel numb and itchy.

"Now your brother stamped me, saying that I raped you and sent me to jail. I can't be an unjust dead ghost. Before that, charge a little interest, okay?"

Ning Jianjing's consciousness and body were a little weak, he only felt that the jaw pinched by him was almost burning, his back seemed to hurt, but it didn't seem to hurt, and the fingers that instinctively grasped the bed sheet trembled.

His voice seemed to be bewitching, he was not allowed to retreat, he was not allowed to dodge, he could only be controlled by him, making people unable to move.

Jing Xiuzhu's breath was so close that it couldn't be closer, and he could kiss him with almost half a millimeter.

The heart is as tight as a beating drum, and the fingertips are cold.

The moment the kiss fell, Ning Jianjing suddenly turned his head away, avoiding the grasp of his fingertips, and the kiss landed on the earlobe unexpectedly.

Ning Jian Jingtong's eyes shrank suddenly.

Jing Xiuzhu's scorching breath landed on his sensitive earlobe, and it was drawn into the cochlea without any hindrance. His dry lips brushed from the side of his face to the earlobe, and his hot breath suddenly beat in disorder.

Such Jing Xiuzhu is too aggressive.

He seemed to have changed in an instant, the original taunt was just teasing, this one seemed to hold the prey in the palm of his hand, seeing that he had nowhere to escape, he could only be shot and killed in the frantic escape.

The ubiquitous oppression seemed to embody Jing Xiuzhu on the field for a moment, controlling the audience and looking down on the common people.

Ning Jianjing blushed unnaturally, the shallow jugular veins of his neck stretched, his lips moved slightly, but he didn't make a sound.

"Shy?" Jing Xiuzhu twisted his fingers unconsciously, and chuckled, the soft touch on his lips seemed to be still there, refusing to let go.

Ning Jianjing: "I'll make your uncle ashamed, get out."

His ears are much softer than his temper, because the fever is slightly hot, hot and soft.

Jing Xiuzhu couldn't help but want to tease him again. Such a soft and sticky Ning Jianjing is too strange, not like the usual fangs and claws, and not like the quiet and well-behaved last night. There is a little instinctive timidity.

He was almost sure that Ning Jianjing had never experienced such a thing, at least, he had never been kissed like this.

At first, I just wanted to tease him, but I didn't intend to actually kiss him, but because of his dodging movements, I accidentally kissed him under inertia.

He also did not expect it.

Jing Xiuzhu suddenly felt in a good mood, so he bullied Jinning Jianjing again with a low smile, his voice was low and slow, and he deliberately asked: "Honey, we've all slept, but I won't accept such a small amount of interest." That’s not right, brother’s fame has been ruined in your hands, and you are still not responsible for me, kid, it’s unreasonable.”

"Who is your baby, get up." Ning Jianjing frowned, wiped his earlobes fiercely twice, endured the unnatural beating of his heart, and said angrily, "Who will allow you to kiss me? Dirty or not."

Ning Jianjing acted rudely, rubbing his earlobe so red that he almost wiped the blood, as if he was really disgusted.

A gloomy and unclear emotion flashed in Jing Xiuzhu's eyes, which was so fast that people couldn't grasp it. Even he himself felt that it was gone in a flash, and disappeared without a trace before he could figure out what it was like.

He smiled, stood up straight, took a step back and said, "Don't mess with me anymore, if I really can't control what I want to do, you will regret it."

Ning Jianjing paused his fingers, looked at Jing Xiuzhu's half-smile expression and half-true tone, lowered his eyes, quickly rubbed the tips of his ears, and subconsciously pursed his lower lip.

"Little friend, don't play around if you can't afford it. You have to know that not everyone you will meet and know in the future is like me. Do you understand?"

"Can't afford it?" Ning Jianjing suddenly raised his eyes, and there was a dangerous and sharp smile in his slender eyebrows.

Jing Xiuzhu raised his hand and rubbed his head, turned around and said, "Wash up, the master stewed it for you...fuck."

He was about to get the soup, but before he could finish his sentence, Ning Jianjing grabbed his wrist and pressed him on the bed. The next second, he saw his legs spread apart and sat on his waist.

"What are you doing!"

Seeing Jing half-kneeling on his waist, Ning grabbed Jing Xiuzhu's collar with one hand, because the back injury was hurt because of the too much movement just now, subconsciously frowned, and a thin layer of sweat broke out.

"Little bastard, don't die, get up." Jing Xiuzhu looked at the sweat on his forehead, frowned and clenched his thin wrist bones tightly, but he didn't dare to tear him off forcefully, and was pressed down by him looking forward and backward. I can't move my body.

"There is a limit to being beaten, what are you messing around with, get up!"

Ning Jianjing sneered, pulled him by the collar and pulled him towards him. There was a smile in his eyes, but it seemed that he didn't see his eyes, and he said coldly: "In this world, there is no such thing as me. Jing can't afford it, a kiss, Team Jing wants it, I'll give it to you."

Jing Xiuzhu's heart trembled, and just as he was about to move, he saw him grabbing his collar and pressing it down.

Because of the fever, a layer of hard dry skin formed on the lips. I guess I was not feeling well, so I subconsciously stretched out the tip of my tongue and licked it, and it got wet.

Jing Xiuzhu's eyes were pulled away by the tip of his tongue in an instant, the red tip of his tongue protruded a little, licked it a little, and quickly retracted it.

Taking advantage of Jing Xiuzhu's daze, Ning Jianjing leaned down and kissed her.

It was not a passionate kiss, and Ning Jianjing was not a soft and submissive person. When the kiss fell, he kept his eyes open, his dark eyelashes pushed his eyelids into a faint crease, and the smile in his eyes did not diminish, just like before. A trace of coldness.

Jing Xiuzhu turned his head towards him, but he grabbed his chin, and his other hand firmly held onto his fingers, and the warm breath invaded in pervasively, arousing Jing Xiuzhu's tense nerves.

"What? Captain Jing is scared?" Ning Jianjing sat on his waist, condescendingly looked down at the ugly Jing Xiuzhu, sneered and raised his hand to wipe his lower lip, about to get up.

"Afraid?" Jing Xiuzhu twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Little friend, who told you that this is called a kiss?"

Ning Jianjing was taken aback.

next second.

Jing Xiuzhu suddenly grabbed his wrist, sat up with one hand propped up on the bed, pinched his waist and still straddled his waist, but because of his posture, it fit perfectly.

Jing Xiuzhu carefully pinched his waist and pressed against him, interlocked his fingers with his other hand, and pressed his lips and tongue down involuntarily.

This kiss was different from his kiss just now, it seemed to be filled with a gust of blood, enveloping people in an instant, with a surge of aggression.

Jing Xiuzhu met his four eyes with open eyes, both of them had a concealed sarcasm in their eyes, but their auras were intertwined, like two volcanoes with only one exit, a desperate impact.

The tip of Jing Xiuzhu's tongue pressed against his lips, forcefully pried it open and invaded his mouth, forced him to respond, and clenched his fingers tighter and tighter, almost breaking Ning Jianjing's finger bones.

"Hmm..." Seeing Jing Yi struggling, Ning immediately hurt the wound on his back, frowned and moaned.

Jing Xiuzhu subconsciously let go of his lips and tongue, and saw that his lips were moist and reddish, and his face was also ruddy a lot. He didn't know if it was from anger or suffocation, it was probably from anger.

"Have you learned it? This is called a kiss."

Jing Xiuzhu raised his hand and wiped the saliva of the two on his lips with his fingertips, but he dodged it, "Yo, are you angry?"

Ning Jianjing sneered, rubbed his lower lip with the back of his hand, and said with a sneer: "Yo, I still think that Captain Jing is some kind of upright gentleman, but I didn't expect to be an old hooligan who took advantage of others' danger, how about it, my mouth Is it tasty?"

Jing Xiuzhu: "I'm here to teach you what it means...to make a fire."

Ning Jianjing sneered and got up from the bed, put on his slippers again, picked up his shirt, and said as he put it on, "I don't know about the fire, but I know about the fire, I advise you not to fall in love with me." .”

"?"

Ning Jianjing finished buttoning the last button, and sent out the last ridicule: "Don't love me, it won't work."

Jing Xiuzhu hissed with a toothache, "Little bastard, if you don't get beaten for a while, you will feel uncomfortable all over, come here and I will let you know what it means to die or live, and I can tell you what it means to be unable to die."

Ning Jianjing didn't answer any more, and walked towards the door with his slippers on. When he was holding the doorknob with his fingertips, he suddenly turned his head.

Jing Xiuzhu had a bad feeling.

really.

Ning Jianjing looked sideways at the thermos on the table, turned around with a downcast smile, turned his back to him and said, "Captain Jing, I'm an adult, keep me with wine next time."

"..."

Jing Xiuzhu lowered his eyes, straightened his messy shirt that was pulled by him, reached out to wipe his lips, licked it lightly, and smiled softly: "Little bastard."

-

Jing Xiuzhu put the thermos at Ning Jianjing's door, knocked twice, then turned and went to the training room.

When going upstairs, Chen Xin yelled at him: "Hey Team Jing, wait a minute."

Jing Xiuzhu came back to his senses, "What?"

With difficulty, Chen Xin dragged a huge foam box out from behind the desk, dragged it creakingly all the way in front of him, put his waist in panting and said, "Your express delivery."

"It's so heavy? It can't be a corpse." Jing Xiuzhu looked at the huge box and fell into deep thought for a moment. He thought it was very possible.

Chen Xin looked at his serious expression, took a step back reflexively, and asked in horror: "No, can't you?"

"Of course not." Jing Xiuzhu turned his head, and gave her a strange look: "Are you stupid, the little girl can't even hear a joke, and I'm going to ask you, Xiao Ning, to ask him to give you a raise. Buy some walnuts to supplement."

Chen Xin covered his chest to relieve the choking breath just now, and muttered in a low voice: "You must be able to hear that joke."

Jing Xiuzhu looked at the mailing address with his probe, Pingshi.

He should have forgotten about the new apricot that Chu Jiao said earlier.

"Do you have a letter opener?" Jing Xiuzhu asked.

Chen Xin hurriedly said yes, and ran back to his desk. After digging through the pen container for a long time to find the knife, he knelt down and asked, "Jing team, what's in it?"

Jing Xiuzhu cut the tape, raised his head, and said in a low voice mysteriously: "Maybe it's really a corpse, or some black fan sent it, the corpse of a small animal, bomb, you know me There are a lot of black fans, and last time someone came to the base to pour gasoline and paint, who knows."

"Ahh... Captain Jing, don't scare me!" Chen Xin put his hands on his chest defensively, and moved back a little carefully, only to find that Jing Xiuzhu suddenly laughed, and he was discouraged again.

Chen Xin couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I really want to hit you too, but I wouldn't dare."

Jing Xiuzhu didn't hear what she was muttering, and lifted the lid of the foam box. On the top was a rather large file bag, which was bulging and wrapped in an envelope. Because it was bigger than the envelope, some of it was exposed.

He picked it up, and underneath it was each apricot wrapped in shock-absorbing paper, which was bright yellow, huge, and fragrant.

"Oh, such a big apricot, Team Jing, did you buy it?" Chen Xin swallowed, and poked it with his fingertip. It looked delicious.

"If you want to eat, wash yourself." Jing Xiuzhu said without raising his head.

Chen Xin said "hmm" twice, took a few and ran to wash them.

Standing by the cabinet at the front desk, Jing Xiuzhu pulled out the file folder, inside were some neatly folded greeting cards, probably written to him by those children.

A smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of Jing Xiuzhu's mouth, and he opened his eyes.

——Uncle Jing, thank you for helping me find my parents. Although I have never met you, I think you must be a very good person. There is an apricot in it that I wrapped. You can try it.

Jing Xiuzhu smiled, as if a warm current flowed through his heart suddenly, the handwriting was neat and beautiful, probably