Playful Shao Dongsheng's wedding wife

Chapter 259 Are you jealous? (2)
"Then why didn't you tell me?" He asked, although the tone was not heavy, but he could still hear the meaning of reproach.

"Miss Song said that you will report after you finish your work." The secretary lowered her head, and her voice was lowered because she lacked confidence.

After hearing this, Jin Mingheng felt a little warmth in his heart.Thinking about it, it seems like this girl can do it, always thinking of others.Signaling the secretary to go away, he walked lightly into the reception room.

Song Ningjiu didn't sleep well last night, and she waited so long in the reception room boredly, resting her head on her hands, sleeping peacefully with her eyes closed, with a shallow breath coming out of her nostrils.There is an insulated lunch box on the coffee table in front of him, and it looks like she brought it here.

Jin Mingheng squatted down, stretched out his hand, and rubbed his fingertips over her cheek.

Song Ningjiu felt something on his face, opened his eyes suddenly, and met Jin Mingheng's face.The clear eyes gradually became relieved from being startled, and asked, "Are you done?"

"Yeah." Jin Mingheng nodded, then took her hand, picked up the insulated lunch box she brought with his fingertips and walked out, asking, "Why didn't you call before you came?"

"I called, and your phone is turned off." Song Ningjiu replied, still a little aggrieved.

Jin Mingheng seemed to have just remembered that his mobile phone seemed to be out of battery this morning.Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he hugged her into the office, let her sit on the other side of the sofa set for the reception, pulled out the charger from the desk, and turned on the phone.

Song Ningjiu smiled, lowered her head and opened the lunch box, and found that even the insulated lunch box was not hot at this point.

"It's okay, there is a microwave oven here." Jin Mingheng said, and then led her around the corner of the office screen, and found a small pantry.

The unique small bar not only has all kinds of wine and drinks, but also has a fruit press, coffee making utensils, and microwaves. It is really enjoyable.

Jin Mingheng put the food she brought into the microwave oven, then turned around and rolled up his sleeves, and asked Song Ningjiu like the boy at the bar: "Excuse me, beautiful lady, what would you like to drink?"

This appearance really doesn't look like the Jin Mingheng in my impression.Song Ningjiu originally thought that he didn't go home last night because he cared about the photos on the Internet.I was also ready to explain, but it doesn't look like he looks like this now.

She curled her lips, suppressed a smile, and said, "A cup of fresh orange juice, thank you."

Jin Mingheng looked at her pretty sample, and really washed it, picked up two oranges, cut them open, and put them into the juicer one by one.

Every time Song Ningjiu saw his familiar and elegant movements, he always felt particularly uncoordinated.How should I put it, it's not that he didn't do well, but that he did too well.I always feel that these things should not be done by a dude like Jin Mingheng.

After a few minutes, a glass of juice is out of the oven.He didn't know what to unpack, put it into the juice for her, stirred it, shook it again, then turned around and put it in front of her.Of course, the body also leaned over.

The limbs across the bar in the middle are like an elegant leopard, with bony fingers pinching Song Ningjiu's chin, with a wicked smile on the corner of his lips, he said: "Use it slowly." His lips were too close to her, and the words The breath sprayed ambiguously on her face.

He was serious just now, but suddenly turned into flirting, Song Ningjiu blushed, pulled his hand, and said, "Didn't your boss teach you not to touch female guests?"

When Jin Mingheng heard this, the corners of his lips became more curved, and his long and narrow eyes burst into a smile. He pecked her lips and replied, "My boss only taught me to kiss my wife as I like."

After finishing speaking, let her go, turned around to open the microwave oven, took out the food, and handed her a pair of chopsticks.

"I'm not hungry." Song Ning didn't answer for a long time, but picked up the juice he squeezed for herself and drank it.

Jin Mingheng was really hungry, so he ignored her and ate with his head down.I don't know if it was because Song Ningjiu personally delivered it, or because he was hungry for too long, anyway, today's food is very delicious.

Song Ningjiu looked at his satisfied face, not knowing that such an ordinary meal could satisfy the majestic young and old of the Jin family.The corners of his lips were filled with the same contented smile, and with a smile, he suddenly thought of the purpose of coming here today, originally to explain the photos that were widely circulated on the Internet, but he didn't seem to care about it.

Didn't go home last night, is it because of work?
"What's wrong?" Jin Mingheng brought a chopstick of food to her mouth, only to find that she was in a trance.

Song Ningjiu regained consciousness, opened her mouth subconsciously, and put the food into her mouth.After chewing a couple of mouthfuls, he realized that something was wrong. Enduring the sudden nausea, he ran directly into the bathroom.

Seeing this, Jin Mingheng's expression changed, he got up and followed.

Song Ningjiu threw up on the toilet for a long while, and finally felt better.Jin Mingheng took a glass of warm water for her, then helped her to follow her back, and said distressedly: "It's been so long, why is the situation not good?"

"The doctor said it will be three months." Song Ningjiu rinsed his mouth with warm water and finally felt better.

Jin Mingheng simply picked her up horizontally, kicked open the door of the lounge, carried her back to the bed, pulled the quilt over her, and said, "Since you're not feeling well, just lie down for a while."

"But..." After all, this is his office, Song Ningjiu was a little uneasy.

"I didn't sleep well last night, stay with you." He kissed her forehead and locked her in his arms.

With him by my side, I finally felt more at ease.Holding his shirt, she carefully explained in a low voice: "Ming Heng, those photos on the Internet are not real, it's just a matter of shooting angle, I was about to escape at that time, and I was being blocked by Chu Ci."

At such a comfortable and warm moment, feeling the temperature of his body clinging to her, she shouldn't have mentioned such an unpleasant thing, but she didn't say it, because she was afraid that he would have a knot in his heart.

"I know, I don't care, just sleep peacefully." Jin Mingheng kissed her forehead to comfort her.

"Really?" Song Ningjiu looked up at him, as if he didn't believe it, but also as if he further confirmed that he really wouldn't mind.

Because this is completely different from his attitude when he mentioned Chu Ci several times before.

"Really." He nodded seriously.

If he had any doubts before, after seeing these small actions, he no longer doubted.Because if Song Ningjiu's heart is really in Chu Ci, he doesn't need to use these tricks to separate him and Song Ningjiu.

In the final analysis, I couldn't hold my breath.

With his assurance, Song Ningjiu finally felt at ease.I didn't sleep all night last night, so I'm really sleepy now.Jin Mingheng saw the tiredness in her brows, and hugged her to sleep together.

Song Ningjiu slept very deeply this time, and when he woke up, the lounge was already dark.Subconsciously touched the side with his hand, it was empty, Jin Mingheng didn't know when he had woken up, or didn't sleep at all, he just waited for her to sleep before going out.

(End of this chapter)