Play Nice

Chapter 318 318: Happy Fairy God (one more)
Only the bedside lamp was on, and the room was very dark. Shang Lingling didn't know how late it was, it should be very late.

The air conditioner was on, and she was still a little stuffy.

"Jing Zhao."

"Ah."

Shang Ling collar turned over and nestled in Jing Zhao's arms, like a satisfied cat: "I want to smoke a little bit."

Jing Zhao patted her back repeatedly: "Why do you suddenly want to smoke?"

"I want to try if I'm really happy and fair."

It wasn't like there was a saying, she wanted to try it on a whim.

Jing Zhao raised her face and kissed her: "Aren't you sleepy?"

Well, he wasn't tired either.

There is a clock on the wall, jogging and turning.

Shang Lingling said it was a little hot, Jing Zhao turned down the air conditioner by one degree, but she was still sweating.

"Want to take a bath?"

"No." She was really sleepy now, "I don't want to move."

Jing Zhao got up, put on the bathrobe, went to the bathroom, took a clean towel, wet it with hot water, and went back to the bedroom to wipe the face of the collar collar, and then washed the towel again.

He lifted the quilt.

Shang Lingling opened his eyes, his eyes were red, with a little nasal voice, very charming: "What are you doing?"

"Wipe it for you."

"Oh." She lay down, opened her body, and was very good.

She used to think she was a sturdy lion.

The result is not.

Compared to Jing Zhao just now, she was at most a paper lion.

Jing Zhao didn't lift the quilt completely, the girl's skin was tender, and he didn't exert much force.

"Are the towels hot?"

The business leader shook his head.

Jing Zhaozheng lowered his head, he couldn't see her shaking his head, and the movement of his hand stopped: "Huh?"

Shang Lingling found his voice and trembled a little: "It's not hot."

Jing Zhao ran back and forth to the bathroom several times before helping her clean it up.When he came back from washing himself, she was already asleep.

"Good night."

He lay down beside her.

The next day, the weather was still unknown, and the curtains were not drawn.

Maybe because he was in a foreign country, the business leader didn't sleep deeply, but when Jing Zhao took her arm away, she woke up.

"what time is it?"

Jing Zhao said, "Eight o'clock."

Shang Lingling opened his eyes with difficulty, stretched out, and just woke up, his voice was a little hoarse: "Are you going to get up?"

"Ah."

"You haven't slept very long."

Jing Zhao put her outstretched hand back into the quilt: "I have something to deal with, you can sleep a little longer."

She was so sleepy, she answered sleepily, buried her face in the quilt, rubbed her face, and continued to sleep.

She always likes to cover herself when she sleeps.

Jing Zhao lifted a corner of the quilt to reveal her face.Vigaranka has a large temperature difference, and the temperature during the day is much higher than at night. He turned down the air conditioner by one degree and got up to wash.

Before leaving, Jing Zhao instructed the person guarding the door: "There is no need to arrange for someone to come and clean up today."

At nine o'clock, Jing Zhao went to Vigaranka's city hall, and then returned to the group headquarters.Around eleven o'clock, Chongbai accompanied him to the hospital.

Neil still hasn't regained consciousness.

Before twelve o'clock, Jing Zhao hurried back to the hotel, called for lunch, and Shang Lingling was still asleep.

"Leader."

She was buried under the covers again.

Jing Zhao fished her out: "Get up and eat."

She rolled up the quilt and rolled into the bed like a silkworm chrysalis: "I want to sleep a little longer."

"You can't fast for too long, eat and then sleep."

She turned over and turned her back to Jing Zhao, not thinking about it.

"Leader."

Ignoring it, she continued to sleep.

The quilt was wrapped in one place by her, and there were traces on the exposed sheets. Jing Zhao looked away unnaturally, brought a pillow, and put it on it.

He pressed one leg on the bed, took off the quilt, and leaned over to pick up the collar collar.

Her hair frizzed as she rolled around.Jing Zhao freed his hand, smoothed her hair, kicked the toilet lid down with his feet, and put her on it.

She shook her head and was still meeting Duke Zhou.

Jing Zhao took the water with a cup and gave her the toothbrush: "Wake up."

Shang Lingling narrowed his eyes and took the toothbrush, then kicked Jing Zhao with his foot: "I haven't slept well for a few days."

There was a jet lag between the imperial capital and Vigaranka, and her biological clock was messed up.

Jing Zhao took a pair of new slippers from the bathroom cabinet and put them under her feet: "Blame me."

"Well, it's your fault."

Of course it's his fault, she slept the least last night for a few days.

Someone knocked on the door outside.

Jing Zhao gave the cup to the business leader and went out to open the door.

There were a lot of bottles and jars on the sink, all prepared by the hotel. The business leaders didn't know the words of Vijalanka, so Jing Zhao put labels on the bottle caps.

Shang Lingling came out after washing his face: "Who came just now?"

"staff member."

She glanced at the bed: "Is the quilt changed?"

"Ah."

She touched her ears, and now she felt embarrassed: "The staff changed it?"

"I changed it." Jing Zhao pulled her over to sit down and brought her the soup, "I didn't let anyone in."

"Oh."

She lowered her head to drink the soup.

The curtains were drawn, and the golden sunlight shone all over the place.There was a languid look between her brows and eyes, because she was in a good mood and had a good appetite.

"Is everything done?"

"It's done." Jing Zhao got up and poured a glass of water over.

The project of escorting military equipment has been negotiated. Chongbai just called and Neil has escaped danger.

The latter thing does not need Jing Zhao to handle.

"Want to go out and play?"

"where to have fun?"

Jing Zhao said, "Beyond the three continents in western Myanmar."

There was a dazzling sunshine in the eyes of the business leader: "Okay."

　*****
　　after twelve o'clock
　　
　
(End of this chapter)