Play Nice

Chapter 176 176: The serious teacher Jing still follows (two more)
The light is bright, and it is reflected in the eyes of the lover.

Shang Lingling was carried to the sofa by Jing Zhao. She softened and lay down obediently, with both hands around Jing Zhao's neck. He knelt on one side of the sofa, unzipped her down jacket, and kissed her. The skin of her collarbone, kiss her red earrings.

A black skirt lays on the white sofa.

Jing Zhao lowered his body, went around her waist with one hand, and took her into his arms: "Leader."

There are peach blossoms in early spring in her eyes, and they are charming: "Well."

"The skirt is beautiful."

She smiled: "Am I not beautiful?"

Jing Zhao didn't answer, and went to kiss her again, eagerly, forgetting to be gentle.

The skirt is messed up.

Shang Lingling listened to Jing Zhao's breathing, it was chaotic at first, and then slowly calmed down.

"Jing Zhao."

Jing Zhao hugged her, leaned his face on her shoulder, and replied softly, "Yeah."

She wanted to ask why she didn't continue.

She started to touch Jing Zhao's waist by herself, her hand just got into his clothes and was held down by him.

"Leader, let me sleep for a while."

He rolled over, lay beside her, and closed his eyes.

After that, there was no movement.

"are you tired?"

"Ah."

Jing Zhao's voice was too soft, and he was very tired.

Shang Lingling changed his posture, resting his hands on the sofa, lying on his stomach, borrowing a light to look at Jing Zhao's face.

He slept well, lying upright, not snoring, grinding his teeth, or moving.The apricot-yellow light fell on his face quietly, tracing his facial features, so beautiful and delicate, like a beauty sleeping in a shop window.

Shang Lingling raised his hand quietly and gently touched his eyelids with his fingertips: "Don't you sleep abroad?"

Jing Zhao did not answer.

She touched his eyelashes again, which were long, like a small brush: "It's cold in the living room, you go to bed."

He was breathing steadily, still not responding.

Shang Lingling leaned over and kissed him: "Are you asleep?"

He was already asleep.

"Jing Zhao."

"Um……"

In response to her only instinct, Jing Zhao did not wake up.

He was really tired and didn't know what to do abroad.

Shang Lingling got up, went to the room to get a quilt, covered it with Jing Zhao, then went to wash himself, changed into pajamas, lay back on the sofa, and got into Jing Zhao's arms.

"Good night."

A silver moon curved outside the window, like a crescent on a beauty's nails.

When I woke up in the morning, the business leader was on the bed, touching the pillow, it was cold.

Hey, Teacher Jing slept on the sofa again.

Shang Lingling wore slippers and walked out of the bedroom. There was no one in the living room, and there was a sound in the kitchen.She ran to the kitchen and pulled her hair in a mess: "Jing Zhao, when did you take me to the room?"

Jing Zhao was frying eggs: "In the early morning." He glanced back and looked away, "Go and get dressed."

Shang Lingling has no habit of sleeping in underwear.

She went back to her room, changed her clothes, and went to the bathroom to wash up. Halfway through washing her face, she ran out again: "Jing Zhao."

"Ok?"

Jing Zhao looked at her.

She stepped forward, the water on her face was still wet, and she pulled down her collar, revealing her collarbone: "Hey, look."

There are traces on it.

She laughed especially badly, as if she had succeeded in doing something bad.

Jing Zhao shifted his gaze from her body to her face. He was not as thick-skinned as her, and his ears were hot: "Have you finished washing your face?"

"No."

He pulled her clothes up and covered her tightly: "Go wash your face."

Shang Lingling hummed a song and returned to the bathroom.

For breakfast, Jingzhao made it himself, fried eggs and ham, and cooked sweet potato porridge.

Shang Lingling didn't like to eat egg yolk, so he picked it out and put it on the side of the plate: "Are you familiar with Pei Donghai?"

"It's okay, I can talk."

"He gave me a lot of resources, did you ask for it?"

"I didn't say anything in particular, I just said that you are my girlfriend." Jing Zhao put the egg yolk into his bowl, "If you don't want the resources he gave, just tell him."

"Ah."

He separated the yolks and whites of the other fried eggs, and asked Shang Lingling, "Am I interfering too much?"

"No," Shang Lingling took a sip of sweet potato porridge, "I like you to control me."

It is better to manage more, the business leaders have self-knowledge, if there is no Jing Zhao to manage, she will easily be out of control.

"Any plans for today?"

"No."

Jing Zhao said, "I'm going to visit Chen Yedu's production crew later." After a brief pause, he raised his head, "Are we together?"

The vest fell off.

"I'm not going." Shang Lingling found a reason for himself, "It's cold outside."

"Then wait for me at home and have dinner with me at noon."

"it is good."

They had just finished breakfast when He Jiang called and Jing Zhao was answering the phone.

Shang Lingling put away the tableware and chopsticks on the table and just turned on the tap.

Jing Zhao came over and turned off the faucet again: "Leave it, I'll wash it."

He hadn't hung up on the phone yet, what He Jiang said over there, he hummed.

Shang Lingling didn't want to be heard by He Jiang, so he said in a low voice, "You cook the rice and wash the bowls, Mr. Jing, what if I become more and more lazy in the future?"

Jing Zhao thought about it seriously, and said in a nonchalant tone, "Then you should be lazy."

He Jiang on the other side of the phone: "..." He also wants to be lazy.

Jing Zhao hung up the phone, rolled up his sleeves, and turned on the faucet.

Shang Lingling played in the living room for a while, then ran to the kitchen.

"Jing Zhao."

Jing Zhao turned his head: "Yes."

She tugged at her own collar again, thinking about one thing: "I'll get you one too."

Jing Zhao was so serious that he couldn't be more serious: "Don't hinder me from washing the dishes and stay in the living room."

"..."

Very puzzled.

The business leader went to the living room to get sullen.

After Jing Zhao finished washing the dishes, he warmed a glass of milk with hot water and placed it on the dining table, without the little girl raising her head.

"Leader."

She poked the phone randomly: "Why?"

Jing Zhao said, "I'm going out."

She didn't look up: "Oh."

Then, she heard the sound of doors opening and closing.

She actually just left... She kicked the pillow on the sofa with one foot, and was about to step on her feet again when a pair of slippers appeared in her eyes.

It was Jing Zhao who turned back again.

She raised her head and blinked twice.

He went to draw the curtains.

"Why did you draw the curtains?"

"Someone is drying the quilt opposite."

The curtains were drawn, and the room was darkened. Jing Zhao walked to Shang Lingling, squatted down, held her hand, and put it on the button of his shirt: "Untie it yourself."

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　　Teacher Jing: Lie down and give up resistance.

　　(Ask for a monthly ticket~)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)