Looking down involuntarily, he glanced at his left leg.
He didn't mention it, he almost forgot about his left leg.
"I didn't go out with a cane."
He added another sentence.
Somehow, Yun Jing felt a little angry when she heard this, threw the kitchen towel in her hand, and asked him angrily, "Why don't you bring it out if I'm not in the United States? You need it. What to do when?"
Yun Jing is angry that he will not take care of himself!
Jing Xiangyang wanted to say that if she was not in the United States, he would not come to this ghost place!
"But you are in America."
He fixedly looked at her.
In that deep eye, it seemed to be filled with certainty, and there was a full dependence on her.
rely…
Since when have they quietly switched roles
Wasn't she dependent on herself in the past
"Jing Xiangyang, you are playing a rogue right now, do you know?"
Yun Jing got angry.
Jing Xiangyang didn't bother to talk with her any longer, "I'm tired, lie down for a while, don't bother me!"
He has been on the plane for more than ten hours in a row, can he not get tired
As he said, he walked to Yun Jing's bedroom and explained to Yun Jing as he walked without forgetting, "You are free to help me clean up my room!"
"..."
He really considers himself the master here! !
…
Jing Xiangyang unceremoniously lay down on Yun Jing's big bed.
On the pillow, in the bedding, everything is her taste...
It was fresh and good smelling, and it seemed to have a faint jasmine fragrance, refreshing, and it made him feel at ease when he smelled it.
In the body, there seemed to be some kind of uneasy emotion/tide factor at work, making him inexplicably dry.
He rolled over, forced himself to suppress the craze in his heart, and fell asleep.
Rarely, I didn't recognize the bed, so I slept with peace of mind.
Yun Jing was really busy all night.
The room next door has been left unused and used to pile up debris. It took Yun Jing a lot of work to finally clean it up.
By the time she was done, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
After a drenching sweat, Yun Jing went to the bathroom inside, wanting to take a shower.
When I walked into the bedroom, I saw Jing Xiangyang sleeping soundly in her quilt.
The handsome face, buried in the pillow, restrained the cold hostility in the usual days, and showed some closeness and tenderness, which made Yun Jing's madness for dozens of seconds.
My heart, in a tender place, sank deeply.
The corner of his mouth couldn't help but float with a shallow arc.
Unexpectedly, he would suddenly appear in front of him...
Sleeping on her bed/, sharing the breath of the same room with her... All this is just like a dream!
Yun Jing couldn't help but moved a few steps closer to him, but he didn't have time to get closer, only felt that her arm was tight... Before she could react, a brute force pulled her to the bed/on the bed. The next moment, Upon turning over, the whole person was already wrapped in the quilt, ballasted under a solid human wall.
Yun Jing was taken aback.
Coming back to his senses, he was facing the drunken eyes of Shang Jing Xiangyang.
The pitch-black eyes are as deep as an ancient well, unable to see to the end.
Looking at her urgently, Yun Jing almost couldn't breathe.
Her cheeks became hot immediately, "What are you... doing?"
Jing Xiangyang squinted his eyes, "You noisy my sleep!"
"Where am I?!"
Even the steps under her feet are gentle, she didn't dare to use too much force!
Na Zhijing Xiangyang leaned over, lowered his head, opened his mouth and took a sip on Yun Jing's chin, and he heard him return to her in a loose and dumb tone, "You have been using your eyes to force me!"
"..."
When Yun Jing heard this, she couldn't laugh or cry.
Reached out and pushed him, "You let me go first, it's so hot! Don't cover me with the quilt, I'm sweating!"
Jing Xiangyang looked at her long hair dampened with heat and sweat, and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to brush the trivial hair between her forehead for her.
The warm fingertips inadvertently scratched Yun Jing's skin, making her look away uncomfortably.
"do not do that… "
Jing Xiangyang's hand froze in the air, took a deep look at her, and then quickly removed the bedding from the two people.
And he, still brushing on her, didn't want to move.
He likes to see her sweating profusely. He doesn't know why, he feels special... Sex/sense, fan/person... Throat, rolled a bit.
He said, "Sleep with me again."
The voice was lazy and hoarse, but it was very pleasant.
Yun Jing's heart beat...
"I... I can't sleep right now! You let me take a shower first, it's all sticky..."
"sleep… "
Jing Xiangyang buried his head between her neck, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.
"Jing Xiangyang..."
Yun Jing tried to push him.
Not only didn't push, but Jing Xiangyang's arms around her waist tightened even more.
There was a lazy hum in his breath, as if he was acting like a baby, rubbing his cheeks between Yun Jing's bosom.
Yun Jingjiao stiffened and didn't dare to move anymore, so she let him fall asleep on her body.
At first, Yun Jing couldn't sleep at all.
Later, Xu Shijing Xiangyang's restful sleep affected her, causing her to fall asleep faintly.
When I woke up, it was already twelve o'clock in the night...
In a daze, she subconsciously drilled into the warm arms around her, and then felt a hot ape arm tightly around her slender waist, and the whole person was taken into a strong body. In the chest.
The sleepy Yun Jing seemed to wake up quite a bit. When he opened his eyes and raised his head, he saw Jing Xiangyang leaning on his head with one arm, and looking at her quietly.
"Woke up?"
he asks.
Yun Jing was still confused.
He wanted to retreat from his arms, but he was shackled so tightly that he couldn't move at all.
Reluctantly, she raised her head and asked him, "What time is it?"
"Hurry up."
He replied.
The eyes fell on her face, a rare piece of tenderness.
"I should get up and go take a shower. Your room has been cleaned up. Go to that room to sleep!"
Jing Xiangyang ignored her words, only said, "In two weeks, come home with me!"
"what?"
Yun Jing did not expect that he would suddenly throw out such a sentence.
"In two weeks, come home with me!"
Jing Xiangyang hurriedly repeated another sentence as if he was afraid that she would not understand it.
The tone was still so overbearing that she couldn't allow her to make any arguments.
Yun Jing pushed him, a little anxious, "I won't go back! I have to go to class here!"
Jing Xiangyang pulled her into his arms again, pressing her waist, not allowing her to move half a minute, "Where is the class and not the class? Do you have to run so far?"
His purpose in coming to the United States this time is to get this restless guy back!
"The teacher is in America!! What can I do
Jing Xiangyang frowned, "Which teacher?"
"The world's most famous molecular cooking master, Pitt! I have visited him for a long time before he was willing to accept me. I can't just leave it!"
"Such a high shelf?"
Jing Xiangyang raised his eyebrows.
Yun Jing pouted, "Is there any way, people are now the target of competition in the culinary industry, they are very popular, and they are willing to accept me, they are already looking at me!"
Jing Xiangyang squeezed her cheek, expressing his displeasure.
Yun Jing grabbed his bully's hand and asked him, "Are you going to stay in America for two weeks?"
"Um."
Jing Xiangyang nodded.
Yun Jing didn't know whether to be happy or worried.
Two weeks does not seem to be short.
However, after two weeks, there are still two months left for her to live alone... Two months, eight weeks, sixty days, days and nights, she has to live alone... Especially when she spends two months with him. For the remaining two months after a week, Yun Jing felt more and more difficult when she wanted to come.
"What do you mean with a bitter face? Reluctant?"
Jing Xiangyang pursed her chin and stared at her deeply.
"Where is it!"
Yun Jing patted his hand away, "I got up and took a shower..."
As she said, she sat up from his arms.
Jing Xiangyang never stopped her again.
Soon, Yun Jing went into the bathroom.
Jing Xiangyang followed suit.
When I was full, I had nothing to do, so I looked it up in her room.
On her desk, there are all kinds of books, nothing more than books on psychology and molecular gastronomy.
On the books, there is a retro pocket watch.
Jing Xiangyang was a little curious, so he picked up and looked at it a few times.
He opened the cover of the pocket watch again, and the next moment, when he saw the small group photo inside, a handsome face suddenly became darkened to the bottom of the pot.
In the pocket watch, there is a photo embedded with two unconventional smiling faces, Yun Jing and Lu Liye!
Had it not been for this photo, he would have almost forgotten this man!
Now that I think about it, he is still one of his rivals in love!
Jing Xiangyang didn't think much about it, so he pulled out the big picture from his pocket watch and put it in his trouser pocket.
Putting the pocket watch back to its place, I saw a folded white paper lying next to it. The paper looked a bit old, like a letter.
He just stretched out his hand to take the piece of paper and take a look, but didn't want to, Yun Jing just walked out of the bathroom.
Jing Xiangyang put the letter paper back.
But I don't know...
This white letter paper was exactly what Qin Lili gave to Yun Jing back then, the so-called'love letter from Jing Xiangyang to her'!
"Hurry up and take a bath too! After washing and sleeping."
Yun Jing took a dry towel and wiped his wet hair while urging him.
Jing Xiangyang stood there without moving.
Yun Jing was taken aback, her eyes swept towards his leg...
"It's not convenient for you?"
Jing Xiangyang's eyes flickered.
Then, he was so shameless and nodded, "Yes!"
Yun Jing wiped her hair with her hands, and for a while, she didn't know what to do.
He licked his lips uncomfortably, and asked him, "You never think about letting me wash it for you?"
"That's not necessary!"
"..."
Yun Jing let out a long sigh of relief.
"Just stand aside and support me!"
"..."
Yun Jing was almost choked to death by her own saliva.
"Are you serious?"
She questioned him incredulously.
"What do you think?"
"..."
With half of his leg missing, and no crutches, it seems that he really can only take the bath if she acts as his crutches... But I don’t know, in fact, even if there is no crutches at home, he can still take it. These things are done well.
When she is there, nothing becomes impossible!
"Just forget it if you find it troublesome! I'll figure it out myself!"
Jing Xiangyang said, he wandered out.
"Okay!!"
Yun Jing couldn't hold him back.
Depressed, he threw the towel in his hand and threw it on the sofa, "I'm afraid of you, I'll help you!! Wait for me, I'll find a raincoat..."
"..."
After a quarter of an hour...
In the bathroom—
Jing Xiangyang stood under the shower, letting the warm water drop on his sturdy body.
And beside him, there was a...
The little girl in a raincoat.