The quarrel between the two alarmed the family. After a while, Professor Mo, the mother-in-law, walked over and said, "Zhengshen, why did you quarrel with Mianmian?"
Ji Mianmian was angry, "I think my figure is too dry, and I want to find someone else's plump sister."
Professor Mo looked at her son instantly. Her son was not close to women.
Jing Zheng took a deep breath and looked at her little mouth. He directly picked up his pillow at the end of the bed, adjusted it, and put it next to Ji Mianmian, "Mom, you go out, we are going to sleep."
After that, he began to take off his suit jacket, and then unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt.
Ji Mianmian stared at this scene with wide eyes and blinked. No, he, what is he doing?
While she was terrified, Professor Mo saw that the two had stopped fighting, "Oh, Zhengshen, don't bully Mianmian, you are a husband, be more accommodating."
"Yeah." Jing Zhengshen perfunctorily.
Then Professor Mo went out.
Jing Zhengshen loosened his tie and pulled it away handsomely.
Ji Mianmian, who loves appearance, was stunned for a moment. Jing Ye was really...handsome, but!
"What are you doing?"
Jing Zhengshen unbuttoned his shirt, "You're right. We will get divorced sooner or later. I'm a scumbag who is both mean and vulgar. I might as well take advantage of you while the marriage is still going on."
He will sleep in the bedroom tonight.
Ji Mianmian was so scared that she moved her butt away from the man who was sitting on the bed and was about to lie down. "No. If you marry my sister in the future, how can the three of us live?"
Jing Zhengshen looked over and said, "There are not many people who dare to talk about me."
As he said that, Jing Zhengshen was already lying on the bed, "If Ji Piaoyao is my 'wife', no one dares to talk about Jing Ye's woman."
Finally, he looked at the arrogant and nervous little Mianmian just now, and suddenly said with a bad taste: "As for you, what does it have to do with me!"
Ji Mianmian pursed her lips. What he said made sense.
Jing Ye was internationally renowned, and Jing Ye's wife was naturally noble. She didn't worry about people talking about her sister, but what about herself, a little potato?
Strange, why do I always feel like a potato recently?
"Jing Zhengshen, you are so sloppy. You don't even take off your socks when you sleep. It's so dirty."
Jing Zhengshen: "..."
Later, Jing Zhengshen changed into pajamas, and he lay down and closed his eyes directly.
Ji Mianmian, who was noisy and now exhausted, was left alone to sit there in a daze. She looked at him while sitting, and wanted to kick him out. This was his bedroom.
Later, Ji Mianmian went out for a while. Jing Zhengshen opened his eyes. He was afraid that this little potato would run out again and not come back home. In less than two minutes, he got up and chased her out.
As a result, he found that she was trying one room after another, "Hey, why is the door locked?"
Pushed open another room, "Oh, sorry grandpa, I didn't expect you to sleep in the guest room."
She went to another room and pushed open it again, "Why is there nothing on this bed?"
Going out, she pushed open another door in turn, "What's in this room?"
She also wanted to find a guest bedroom,
"Madam, the guest bedroom is gone."
"No, the Jing family is so big, there are only three or two guest bedrooms?"
The servant didn't know how to answer.
Ji Mianmian looked at it with a disdainful look. It couldn't be lived in, so she decided to go back and make do for one night.
As soon as she turned around, she seemed to see Jing Zhengshen, but in the blink of an eye, he disappeared.
"It's haunted. I hate Jing Zhengshen so much that I can see his shadow?"
Jing Ye, who was following her in the corner because he was worried that she would run away again: "..."
When Ji Mianmian returned to the bedroom, Jing Zhengshen was still lying there "sleeping".
"Go to sleep," Ji Mianmian sighed. Thinking of the big project tomorrow, she couldn't really stay up all night.
She hugged the pillow and went to sleep on the sofa in the living room.
In just five minutes, the girl holding the pillow came back angrily, "What kind of person is this? You won't let me sleep on the sofa. You said I slept on the sofa and told my grandparents, dad and mom."
She sat on the bed in frustration. After two trips, she just lay down and slept. Who cares? Jing Zhengshen, this scumbag, still wants to have the happiness of two people. Just dream about it.
When her elder sister comes back in the future, don't think about marrying her elder sister while she is here.
She would definitely tell her elder sister about all the shortcomings in Jing Zhengshen's pores and genes, and she would pass him first.
As she thought about it, she fell asleep in less than three minutes.
In less than ten minutes, the quilt on Jing Ye was rolled away;
After another two minutes, the quilt fell to the ground, and neither of them covered it.
Jing Zhengshen held his forehead and closed his eyes, feeling helpless.
He wanted to get up and pick up the quilt to cover her, but before he could move, a person who was using the heater passed by.
It was cold without the quilt, but fortunately there was a hot big wooden stick next to him, which was really warm to hug.
The next day,
The sun rose high.
Mr. Jing was still explaining to his wife who was watering the flowers, "I really didn't do that. I just brought up that old thing to choke Ji. My dear, you have to believe me. Please pay attention to me."
Mrs. Jing said, "Move your keel from my flower stand, I will accidentally spill it when I water it."
Mr. Jing: "...Okay."
He was about to leave with the two of them in his arms.
"Wait, put down the keel that Mianmian bought."
Mr. Jing understood that it was not that the water would spill, but that he didn't want to put his own on top, so the one Mianmian bought would do.
Mr. Jing also pulled his son and daughter-in-law to speak for him. Mrs. Jing said, "Don't you all go to work? Are you very free?"
Mr. Jing and Professor Mo looked at each other, and Mr. Jing took his wife's hand and left quickly.
Mr. Jing was so angry that he glared. He didn't know what the purpose of giving birth to a son was, and he didn't know how to protect his father.
Old Jing was going to look for his grandson and granddaughter-in-law,
But the two of them were still sleeping in each other's arms.
After the quarrel, when they finally fell asleep, it was already two or three in the morning. It was past eight now, and Ji Mianmian would get irritable if she didn't get enough sleep.
But she still woke up because she was woken up by Jing Zhengshen's phone call.
The man's phone on the table kept vibrating, and Ji Mianmian thought it was hers. She got up, lay on Jing Zhengshen's body, and reached out to answer the phone. Suddenly she realized her action, and she woke up in an instant. She looked down and saw that Jing Zhengshen, who was pressed under her, also opened his eyes, and their eyes met.
"Jing Wuwuwu~Wuwuwu,"
Jing Zhengshen predicted Ji Mianmian's reaction and turned over directly, pressing her on the bed. He covered her mouth with his big hand and took the phone with his other hand to answer, "Hello?"
"How are the personnel?"
"Put the information on my desk after it is sorted out."
Ji Mianmian kept moaning, and soon she began to bend Jing Zhengshen's little finger, using her two claws to bend his little finger hard, exposing her nostrils, and she finally breathed the sweet air.
Looking at her little expression of "struggling to find oxygen" and then successfully breathing, he had a faint smile on his face.
"Block the news, and the press conference will not be held." He continued to make a phone call.
Jing Zhengshen covered her mouth so quickly that he forgot that she could breathe. In addition, his hands were big, and he didn't expect to bring her little nose into his mouth when he covered her mouth, which made her breathe unsmoothly.