Play Nice

Chapter 122 122: Dad is a boyfriend, a fierce girlfriend (two more)
It was late at night and people were quiet, and the memories of seven years ago sneaked into the dream.

"Click."

The bathroom door was pushed open.

The teenager who was taking a shower under the shower was stunned, then turned around and saw the girl standing at the door.

The 19-year-old Jing Zhao's back is not so generous. He is tall, with a straight waist, and his abdominal muscles and mermaid lines are just right, not exaggerating.

He turned around immediately, avoiding the girl's sight.

"go out."

The tone is so fierce.

The business leader is a bad child who has done all kinds of bad things, and he won't obey. The little witch's disposition was fully revealed. She walked in majesticly, and said confidently: "You have seen me in Heyuan Town."

The open water flowed like an umbrella, slowly pouring down a transparent curtain, the rain in the bathroom was hazy, and the unclothed teenager under the water rarely showed a panicked look.

"Business Leader—"

Bad girls are disobedient: "You have to pay me back."

She walked over, turned off the shower, the black skirt was wet, and her eyes were wet with the mist: "Is it hot, brother Jingzhao?"

It's almost summer.

A cicada perched on the Jinping vine outside the villa, screaming frantically, like a young man's mind at the moment, unable to calm down, it was a mess.

"Your face is so red."

She reached out and touched his face.

He responded quickly, grabbed her hand, and the water droplets on his forehead rolled down, down his cheeks, through his Adam's apple, to his chest, and finally submerged in the mermaid line.

She was bold, her eyes were hot, and she looked so blatantly.

He was annoyed: "Shang Ling Ling!"

"Why are you so unremarkable?" The girl's eyes were pure and ignorant, as if she had no distractions, just stating the facts, "What will you do in bed after that?"

She showed a very distressed expression.

The red-faced teenager grabbed her hand and threw her out of the bathroom.

Snapped!
The door was slammed hard.

Behind the door, the girl laughed so hard: "Brother Jingzhao, I saw it all."

The boy in the bathroom didn't know why he was angry and kicked over the trash can.

The girl is singing the nursery rhyme "Ten Rabbits".

"The big rabbit is sick, the second rabbit is watching, the third rabbit is buying medicine, the fourth rabbit is boiling, the fifth rabbit is dead, and the sixth rabbit is carrying..."

She sang and began to read "Animal World".

"On the rolling hills and open grasslands of Fordham, the lions are divided, and the male lions guard the hard-won territory..."

Teenage boys and girls have had a very hot summer together.

The phone on the bedside table suddenly turned on, it was a spam text message, the little lion who sang ten rabbits was woken up, and the memories of sneaking into the dream came to an abrupt end.

She opened her eyes and shouted in confusion, "Brother Jing Zhao."

No one promised her.She sat up from the bed and stared at the opposite wall for a while.

Oh, it's my boyfriend's house.

She looked at the time on her phone, and before eight o'clock, she got up, put on her slippers that didn't fit her feet, and went to open the curtains in the bedroom.Jing Zhao's house is on a high floor, with a wide field of vision, and the sun shines on her in large areas.

She stretched out her hand to block her eyes, stretched her waist, tugged her hair again, and went out in her pajamas.

There is no one in the living room.

She shouted, "Jing Zhao."

As soon as I woke up in the morning, Bubbles sounded very nice and milky, and when I called people, it seemed like she was acting like a spoiled child.

"Jing Zhao."

"Jing Zhao."

No one was in the bathroom or kitchen, and Jing Zhao was not at home.

There are fresh blue enchantresses in the vase on the table, not many, a dozen or so, and there are still drops of water on the petals.A piece of paper is pressed under the vase, which is letter paper with red lines and white background.

Few people can use letter paper these days. The business leader held the vase and carefully took out the letter paper.

The letter had a font she was familiar with.

"Call me when you wake up.

Breakfast was warm in the pot.

- Jing Zhao"

Jing Zhao's handwriting is good, his handwriting is vigorous and strong.

Shang Lingling put down the letter and went to the kitchen.The rice cooker was plugged in, with porridge and eggs warm, and a plate of dumplings.The dumpling carton was thrown into the trash can, and the shopkeeper also knew that it was far from Tongxiang Bay.

She unplugged the plug, went to the room to get her cell phone, and called Jing Zhao.

Jing Zhao picked it up quickly: "Just woke up?"

"Well." Her voice was still glutinous, she asked, "Where are you?"

"In Chen Yedu's studio, help him cut the film."

Shang Lingling looked at the time on the phone again: "It's still early."

"If I can finish today, I don't have to rush back when I go back to Huacheng."

This was an impromptu decision made by Jing Zhao. When he went out in the morning, he knocked on Shang Lingling's door, but she fell asleep and did not wake up.

"Will that be a rush?"

"A little."

Chen Yedu wanted to take the film for trial before the new policy came out. Jing Zhao had promised him before that he would help, but Chen Yedu ordered him uncontrollably, and now he is going to cut the film.

Jing Zhao's major is photography, but he has a lot of certificates in his hand, so he has nothing to do with exams.

"Then don't send me back." Shang Lingling couldn't bear to tire him, "I'll go back by myself."

"I'm worried."

She smiled: "Why don't you worry?"

Jing Zhao didn't say anything, but asked her, "Can I have lunch by myself?"

"can."

She is not a child.

Jing Zhao is not a person who likes to talk sweetly. He has a calm and mature temperament. He will be more dominant in his relationship: "You play by yourself first, don't run away, I'll pick you up when I'm done."

"it is good."

Shang Lingling likes this way of getting along, he will get used to her, but he will also take care of her.

"Did you eat breakfast?"

"not yet."

"go to eat."

"Ah."

"Bye."

She is very good: "Okay."

Jing Zhao waited for a while, but she didn't hang up.

"I'm off to work."

"Ah."

Jing Zhao hung up first, and turned his head to see Chen Yedu leaning against the door of the editing room, looking at him with interest.

"girlfriend?"

Isn't it all officially announced, Chen Yedu also guessed that Jing Zhao has a situation.

Jing Zhao did not deny it: "Well."

After staying up all night last night, Chen Yedu didn't shave his beard. Relying on his good looks, he casually put on a cotton coat. He was depressed and sad: "I thought it was your daughter."

"..."

Jing Zhao was too lazy to answer.

The two entered the editing room together.

Chen Yedu sat down: "When will you bring it out to see?"

Jing Zhao continued the unfinished business at hand and looked at the computer: "See what she means."

"Is it the one in your wallet?"

"Ah."

Chen Yedu sat on the swivel chair, didn't get up, moved to the table, he opened the drawer and took out a bag of medicine: "You are quite boring."

He unscrewed a bottle, poured a few pills, threw it into his mouth, and swallowed it with water.

It's for depression.

Many people around him regarded him as an abnormal patient, but Jing Zhao didn't know that.

"You can't stop your mouth when you take medicine. If you talk nonsense, you can cut it yourself."

That doesn't work.

Jingzhao is omnipotent and easy to use.

Chen Yedu didn't "laugh at" him anymore.

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　　Meng is still the leader. (About Jingzhao, a small town, and the leader taking a bath, I recalled that I wrote it seven years ago, so you guys should connect up and down.)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)