Dominant president lock marriage online - Chapter 707

Jing chihan looked at her, and his strength increased a little. If this little woman was as alert as she is now, he would not have to worry about it every day.

“Don’t move. Take a good look, I’m Jing chihan, your husband! ”

Who is Jing chihan?

Jos patted his head. Yes, Jing chihan is his husband, the overbearing and fierce man.

She drew close to his face and gazed at him carefully. The blurred figure in front of her eyes gradually became clear. Although there seemed to be a lot of double shadows, she could at least distinguish the appearance of her predecessors.

“Honey! Why are you here! ”

Maybe it was because he was drunk. As soon as he changed his old style, he held Jing zhehan tightly in both hands and rubbed his face to Jing zhehan’s arms. His tone was very intimate and gentle.

Like a koala bear, she hung the whole person on Jing chihan’s body. She also took off her shoes carelessly and kicked them to the front step.

“The shoes are too high. They are still so comfortable!”

Jing chihan sighed, helped Jos to the sofa and let her sit down.

He picked up the shoes and grabbed her little foot with one hand. The action was very gentle and he put on the shoes for her again.

“On such a cold day, you will catch cold without shoes.”

Looking at her in a daze, I was afraid that she would kick her shoes out again, so I filled her up.

Joss leaned in his arms, feeling secure, and gradually stopped whispering and fell into a deep sleep.

Back home, Jing zhehan first put her in the sofa, then pulled a blanket from the side and covered her.

Then she went to the kitchen and planned to make a bowl of wake-up Soup for her.

Hearing the movement downstairs, Xiao Tian pokes out his head from above and sees that Jos and Jing chihan are back. He immediately walks down the stairs.

“Well. Mr. Jing, how can you do such a thing! I’ll do it, I’ll do it

Seeing Jing zhehan standing in front of the pool, he seems to be cleaning something. Xiaotian quickly goes over and reaches out his two hands to pick up the things in his hands.

“It’s OK. I’ll do it.”

Jing qiehan frowned slightly. He didn’t give in. He had a tone of command.

Small day a look, big boss’s words, he is naturally disobey not, then stood aside, think if he seems to go back to the room some inappropriate, also can only Lengleng Leng looking at the scene through cold.

It seems that she really has an intersection with Jos. Once he was drunk, Jos thought he wanted to drive drunk. Without waiting for him to react, she did it in her car and had to send him home.

Thinking of this, I couldn’t help thinking of joss’s angry expression, chuckling, and his eyes softened.

It’s like that time, joss was in his home, and what he made for him was bean soup.

“Xiaotian, can you make Zadou hangover soup?”

Jing Che cold micro side head, looking at still Leng in situ small day, asked.

“Yes, wash all the beans first and steam them for 20 minutes. When the beans are soft, put all the beans in the pot and cook them over low heat until you smell the fragrance of the beans. Then you can get out of the pot.”

After working here for such a long time, Xiaotian also taught himself a lot of cooking books. It seems that he saw the introduction of this method of sobering up soup in one of the books, so he said it just like a cat and painted a tiger.

Jing chihan listened carefully, nodded, filtered the beans in the basin, and began to steam them in the pot.

After about an hour, the hangover soup is finally ready. Jing chihan asks Xiao Tian to go back to his room to have a rest. He comes to Joss with the hangover soup.

He put the porcelain bowl on the glass tea table and turned to gaze at the sleeping little woman.

Jos’s whole body was shrimp shaped, his face was very pink, and his mouth pursed from time to time, as if he was having a sweet dream.

Seeing her lovely appearance, Jing zhehan leaned forward and kissed her forehead. Joss seemed to feel like a silk and moved his body.

“Wake up, drink the sobering soup first, or you will have a headache tomorrow.”

Jing chihan leaned against her ear and called softly.

“How did I come back? Wasn’t it at the birthday party just now? ”

Joss rubbed his eyes and looked around. All the houses were familiar with him. After a while’s sleep, he woke up a lot. But he couldn’t remember how he came back and what happened at the party.

“Well, you’re a little drunk. Let’s drink the sobering soup first. ”

Jing zhehan picked up the porcelain bowl on the tea table and stirred it with a spoon. Then he filled it with a full spoon and handed it to Jos’s mouth.

Once upon a time, the president of Jingda would take care of her so delicately.

Some shocked, she looked down at the bowl of beans soup, is very familiar with, warmth slowly poured into my heart.

“How did you do this?”

It seems that he has not been very proficient in cooking, but looking at this bowl of Zadou Xingjiu soup, the beans are cooked very rotten, the smell is delicious.

“I asked Xiaotian to give it to me. I remember at the beginning, when I was drunk, you made this kind of hangover soup

Jing chihan looked at her uneasily and swallowed all the beans in the spoon. He asked, “what’s up? How does it taste? ”

“That’s good. If it’s ten, it’ll be nine nine!”

As he listened to Jos’s words, a smile gradually rose on his face, but on second thought, how could he still be 0.1 points behind?

“Where did you get the zero point one?”

Joyce smiles mysteriously. He looks very serious, and he feels very happy.

At last, she was able to tease him.

“Well, because the sobering soup I made is the first one, you will lose 0.1 points naturally.”

Joss patted Jing chihan on the shoulder, as if he were a Michelin chef, and he was just a little cook. There was a kind of unspeakable treachery in his tone.

“Oh?”

Jing chihan picked her eyebrows, deliberately ignored her elated expression, and put her face to her ear, “it seems that I’m going to educate you today. Chef

As soon as he heard this, there was a bad premonition in his heart. Jingchihan’s “education” was clearer than anyone else.

She raised a hand to her forehead, and her eyes looked pitifully at Jing chihan through her fingers. The play was full.

“Oh, I suddenly feel… My head hurts. I need sleep, enough sleep.”

While talking, he moved his body carefully and stood up along the edge of the sofa.