I heard someone wants to raise me

Jing Xiuzhu glanced at him: "I'm not a fortune teller, how would I know."

Hu Lijin nodded: "That's right, you were in a coma at the time, hey, could it be the boss, what he said to Yuan Sheng on the phone that day scared me, and he is a bit of a vindictive person, I listen to you Speaking of Yuan Sheng...then it would be reasonable for him to take revenge on him."

Jing Xiuzhu looked at him for a while, then made Hu Lijin's scalp numb, and stammered, "What, what are you doing?"

"You got a bunch of fox fur in your head? He went to take revenge. What kind of revenge did he take? When Yuan Sheng was taken away, I just passed out. He was in the hospital with Wen Cheng, and he took care of me in the hospital for the next two days. Where is he going to find Yuan Sheng?"

Hu Lijin thought for a moment, "That's right."

"It's nothing." Jing Xiuzhu snorted coldly, "Ten thousand steps back, he found Yuan Sheng, his body can beat Yuan Sheng? If he really wants to beat Yuan Sheng, he is almost strangled to death by Yuan Sheng? Yuan Sheng won't resist when he has a hand muscle?"

The more Hu Lijin thought about it, the more reasonable he became, and he said with a guilty conscience: "I'll just guess, guess, don't get excited, ah, don't tell the boss, I dare not mess with him."

"Don't dare to provoke? I think you are very brave. You even dared to pin this kind of hurtful blame on his head. Why don't you write novels." Jing Xiuzhu folded his hands on his chest, his face The bright sarcasm made Hu Lijin feel ashamed.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, I was wrong, I know you don't like to doubt your own family, didn't I say it in front of others, calm down." Hu Lijin shrank his neck and pressed in a low voice.

Jing Xiuzhu leaned against his chin, said "hmm" twice, and said, "Okay, you, Yuan Sheng refused to let it go, he just sued the boss or me, and if it got worse, he would sue the team. Although we say we are not afraid, but the team Reputation still has a big impact, so you have to prepare for public relations in advance.”

The reputation of the team will affect the choice of investors, and in the final analysis, it will also affect Ning Jianjing's revenue.

Hu Lijin nodded quickly, "I know."

"Okay, get busy."

Hu Lijin hurriedly stood up, suddenly froze for a moment, turned around and kicked Jing Xiuzhu's chair, "Grass, you are the manager and I am the manager, I still use you to teach me?"

The senior brother held back a smile.

Jing Xiuzhu nodded: "I'm sorry, Yuezu took over. You are the sharpest manager in the world, vixen. You are so small that you don't know what to do. You let me get killed fifty times in the game. Can I apologize?"

Hu Lijin: "Go away, uncle!"

**

It was almost ten o'clock when Ning Jianjing came back after dealing with the matter.

The lights in the training room hadn't been turned off yet. He guessed that Jing Xiuzhu was still there, so he stopped suddenly. It was already a holiday, and Wen Cheng hadn't come back. Who else would he train with?

He walked up and was about to raise his hand when he heard Jing Xiuzhu speak.

"Come in, close the door."

His voice was very cold, as if he was suppressing something, with a posture of a rainy day, Ning Jianjing's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

He walked in, closed the door, put the things in his hands on the table, and asked with a smile in his eyes: "Captain Jing, it's already ten o'clock and I don't want to go back to sleep, I want to hurry..."

The voice stopped abruptly after a pause.

Jing Xiuzhu raised his head, his eyes were colder than his voice, with emotions he couldn't understand, deep and fierce, Ning Jian Jingtong's eyes shrank, and he grabbed his wrist just as he was about to speak.

When he realized it, the whole person was lying on his lap, and his head was dizzy for a moment, but before he could react, he was stunned again.

Jing Xiuzhu's palm fell, it wasn't heavy, and it didn't hurt too much, but it was full of punishment, and it felt like hitting his nerves.

"Jing Xiuzhu, what are you doing!"

The packing box on the table fell to the ground during the struggle, the sound of glass shattering was piercing, and the aroma wafted out of the bag, which he brought back from the back alley.

He asked the master chef if there was any food therapy for people with poor sleep, and he waited all night.

Jing Xiuzhu treats him well, although he can't reciprocate love, but at least he can reciprocate a little bit of other things, so that he can enjoy his "equivalent exchange" with "peace of mind" according to what he said.

It's broken now.

Jing Xiuzhu only slapped him once, but did not let go of him. He pressed him against his lap and pressed against the computer desk so that he could not move.

"Yuan Sheng's hand, did you do it?"

"Yes."

Ning Jianjing admitted without hesitation, and Jing Xiuzhu stopped asking, and the whole training room fell silent instantly, and the sound of quiet breathing seemed noisy and disturbing.

"You hit me, and you don't want your hands anymore?" Ning Jianjing no longer struggled, but quietly sneered on his lap, "I'm not a good person, and I don't retaliate with kindness. What's the matter, Team Jing hasn't seen my true nature until now?"

"Don't speak indiscriminately in front of me." Jing Xiuzhu pinched his waist, held his face with one hand, and said in a low voice coaxingly: "Yuansheng is not worthy, do you understand?"

Ning Jianjing choked for breath, what did he mean?Didn't he blame him for taking revenge on Yuan Sheng in private?

"I know exactly what kind of person you are, and I didn't intend to instill in you any three views of right and wrong, no need, I know my Little Lord Ning clearly likes and hates, even though he can live well without other people's care. It was I who wanted to intrude into your life and take a place in your life, I was the intruder."

Jing Xiuzhu's breathing was heavy, as if the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time broke out at the moment of seeing him.

He slowly stretched out his hand to caress the back of Ning Jianjing's neck, kissed it lightly, his lips pressed against his skin, moved his fingertips and pressed his shoulder blades again, and hugged him in his arms.

"In the hotel in Jiangcheng, I told you that if you are willing to trust me and rely on me, this life is yours."

Ning Jianjing remained silent.

Jing Xiuzhu let go of his lips, looked down at the way he gritted his teeth, raised his hand to open his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I have never regretted what I said."

"If you want a hand, I will give it to you."

Jing Xiuzhu let him go, helped him stand up straight, looked at him carefully for a while, smiled, and reached for the utility knife in the pen holder.

The blade of the utility knife was tucked into the plastic protective case, and Ning Jianjing watched him push the blade forward, reflecting the light in the training room, the cold light shone close to his wrist.

Ning Jianjing clenched his hands tightly.

Jing Xiuzhu didn't hesitate while holding the knife, but at the moment when he was slashing down, he was slapped on the face suddenly, and the sound was scary in the training room.

Ning Jianjing's eyes were almost blood red, he gritted his teeth and scolded him: "Are you sick, who the hell wants your hand."

Jing Xiuzhu let go, threw the knife into the trash can, stretched out his hand to embrace him, and said in a low voice, "I'm sick, I'm sick, don't cry."

"Who is crying, get out of here." Ning Jianjing struggled, his eye sockets were sour and hot, seeing something about to rush out, he blinked back abruptly, but his voice trembled a little.

"Don't go away."

Jing Xiuzhu hugged him, and rubbed his cheeks against him, the half of his face that he just hit was hot, sticking to his somewhat cold skin, moved his lips down to the crest of his neck, and took a bite .

He knew that he made the right bet this time, Ning Jianjing's heart was pried open by him, maybe not enough, but at least there was a gap.

"Jing Xiuzhu, are you a dog?" Ning Jianjing stretched out his hand, pushed him away, pointed to the trash can and said, "Pick up the knife for me, and chop it up now. I chopped off my hands and took them out to feed the dogs."

Jing Xiuzhu held his chin, lifted it towards himself, wrapped his other hand around his waist, and said in a low voice, "No, I can't hug you if I cut it off."

Ning Jianjing sneered, but with red eyes, he looked a little aggrieved.

Jing Xiuzhu's heart softened, and he lowered his head and kissed his eyes, "Master Ning, can I kiss you?"

Ning Jianjing was taken aback for a moment, the tips of his ears blushed almost imperceptibly, and he turned his head away: "No."

Jing Xiuzhu smiled, pinched his chin towards himself, pressed him into his arms with the other hand, but leaned back almost leaning against the computer desk, against his waist, and kissed him at the same time, precisely Cover upper lip.

Although he disobeyed Ning Jianjing's intentions, the kiss was not intense, it was not even considered a kiss, it was filled with infinite concession and restraint, which made people's heart tremble slightly.

"Do you know why I hit you?" Jing Xiuzhu bit his lips and asked him in a low voice vaguely, inadvertently licking the corner of his lips.

Seeing that Jing Jing had never kissed anyone before, she felt a little restless when he was so stirred up, and hurriedly adjusted her breathing and sarcastically: "What? Want to make excuses for yourself?"

"No, I want you to know that you don't like to rely on others, but at least don't carry everything on your shoulders. Give me some, okay?"

Jing Xiuzhu moved his lips down, bit his chin lightly, and coaxed: "You can't give me love, give me something else, whether it's pain or hate."

Jing Xiuzhu is too good at deceiving, Ning Jianjing rationally felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, but being kissed by him, he couldn't spare time to think, and couldn't tell what was wrong.

In the huge training room, the sound of breathing intertwined, his was heavier than Jing Xiuzhu's, with panic and panic, like a cunning rabbit being approached to the last cave, unable to retreat.

Jing Xiuzhu carries a strong suppression, but it doesn't hurt anyone, like a gentle hand leading a person to sink step by step, completely spreading out the softest door of life, allowing him to grasp it tightly.

Ning Jianjing thought about it for a long time, and wanted to ask him what he liked about him, but he felt that it was meaningless to ask such a question, so he simply pressed it back, but raised his hand to hook the back of his neck, and kissed him proactively.

He should want this.

Jing Xiuzhu froze, the moment he kissed him, he almost thought that he had been melted by him, if he hadn't seen the unchanging coldness in Ning Jianjing's eyes.

He suddenly laughed and pushed him away.

"You don't understand what love is, so don't give others what you think you want in return." Jing Xiuzhu reached out to wipe his lips, and sighed softly, "Don't wrong yourself, I'm not in a hurry."

"Let me see what you brought back, um, unfortunately, it was smashed."

Jing Xiuzhu squatted on the ground, picked up the smashed packing bag, because the bag was tight, no soup flowed out.

Ning Jianjing leaned against the table, silently watching him carrying things to throw outside, unconsciously reached out to touch his lips, and licked it lightly with the tip of his tongue, as if there was still a faint smell of tobacco in his mouth.

Is this old guy stupid? If he wants to give back to others, he would rather Jianjing need to use himself?

What's more, he would never give others a chance to owe him.

The author has something to say: Team Jing wanted to fight hard, but at the end of the day, he couldn’t do it. This is not as good as the third brother (Third brother: I am not, I don’t.

Lord Ning has always liked Team Jing a little bit, otherwise Team Jing would have died [-] times.But for him, this liking is not enough to make him open his heart, he has suffered too many injuries, QAQ.

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