Good Morning, Mr. President!

"Sir." He had just got out of the car and the housekeeper had already greeted him.

Yu Zeyao tiredly took the windbreaker to his hand and asked, "What about her?"

The steward knew who the 'she' was referring to, and followed him respectfully and replied: "Ms. Jing really waited for you all night. She was waiting downstairs early this morning I see, she didn't sleep waiting for you all night. "

After hearing the words of the housekeeper, Yu Zeyao's eyes grew more gloomy. The housekeeper may misunderstand, but in his heart it is clear that Jing Yu and so on are not his own, but a news of Jing Rong. But this news made him unable to speak.

He stepped inside and the steward asked behind him, "Sir, do you want to take a bath first? I'll let people go up and put water ..."

"Shh!" Yu Zeyao's hand was blocked by the superfluous words of the housekeeper.

His gaze was fixed on someone lying on the sofa. The gloomy eyes had softened at this moment. The steward also noticed this subtle change and was very moved.

I have been here for quite a few days, but I really saw him for the first time.

"How long has she slept?" Yu Zeyao asked softly.

"Just a moment." The steward's voice lowered. "Five minutes ago, Miss Jing was still asking me when you would be back."

Yu Zeyao nodded, he knew it. He walked slowly and hugged her lying on the sofa with gentle movements.

She should have been completely awake all night, looking a little sloppy, with a slight dark circle under her eyes.

With this hug, she woke up. Opening his eyes, I saw him, and there was a bright color in his beautiful eyes. "How's it going? Is Jingrong back?"

Yu Zeyao's mind was full of tragic youth, but at this moment the face was always plain and unremarkable. He nodded calmly. "Come back. I'll take you to see him later."

"Where is he now? How is the person? Was he injured? Do you know who kidnapped him?"

A series of questions underlined her inner anxiety. When questioning, he unconsciously pinched his shirt.

Yu Zeyao looked down at her, without saying a word, just holding her upstairs. Only then did Jingyu find out what they were doing at the moment, and all the servants around them looked at them. She moved uncomfortably and released her hand from his shirt. "You put me down first."

Yu Zeyao, as if he hadn't heard it, took her directly to his master bedroom and put it on the big bed. Jingyu's back touched the soft bed, and his delicate body was not consciously taut.

Yesterday she pleaded with him to save Jing Rong, and promised to live here was actually a promise to him to do whatever he wanted. At this time, if he refuses to speak again, he will look ridiculous and arrogant.

But frankly, she hasn't fully prepared for further physical contact with him. Moreover, Jing Rong's affairs are still worrying her. At this moment, it is definitely not the time to do those things.

Yu Zeyao bowed her head and faced her eyes, how could he not see her mind at the moment?

In the end, it was just bland: "I'm going to take a bath, you first rest."

Jing Yu said nothing, but watched him turn around and walk into the bathroom. She didn't leave his room either, and without news from Jing Rong, she would not leave.

Jing Yu was lying on the soft bed, eyes fixed on the ceiling. His bed linens are changed and disinfected daily by maids. The bed linens have a fresh smell, and there is a slight scent in the air. The scent seemed to have a soothing effect. When she lay there, she felt sleepy and struck again.

She was confused and heard that the bathroom door was opened and the man's tall body came out of it. She opened her eyes half hard, and saw him who had just taken a bath, and put a bathrobe on her. The belt around the waist was loosely tied, blocking the long legs. Both the chest and **** belly are exposed. The gauze on the lower abdomen was removed, but the wound was not completely healed.

Jing Yu watched him take the medicine box out of the cabinet and sat on the sofa. For a moment, she got up from the bed.

When he heard the movement, Yu Zeyao raised his eyes. "I thought you were asleep."

"It's sleepy, but I can't sleep."

Jing Yu responded to him. He sat down beside him, and instinctively took the gauze and medicine in his hand. She skillfully applied the medicine to the wound, and neatly applied a small piece of gauze to the wound. Long fingers occasionally rubbed his skin, and he felt the firmness and scalding of his lower abdomen muscles.

Yu Zeyao sat on the sofa, her eyes locked on her every move. Thinking of the injuries that Jing Rong suffered, he still feels uneasy. I am afraid that her situation is not safer than Jing Rong.

Frown.

The moment she lowered her scissors, her arms tightened, and she sat tightly on her lap. Jing Yu froze slightly, breathing slightly, and his hands subconsciously rested on his shoulders. "I'm very confused now, if you really want to ..."

In my heart, it was already chaotic.

However, speaking of this, she paused for a moment, and after looking at him, she pretended to calm down and said, "Can it be changed?"

"Which day do you want to change?" His voice was somber. Looking at her, she looked like she was asking seriously.

Jing Yu thought for a moment, "Let me see Jing Rong, see my dad, and confirm that they are all well."

Yu Zeyao caught her chin and looked at him deeply. The kiss came suddenly, and it couldn't be refuted to stick to her lips. Jing Yu thought he didn't listen to what he said and wanted to go further. He was originally worried about Jing Rong, he didn't get a result, but now he was tangled, and now he felt a little irritable. She frowned, and pushed him in opposition. If you can't push it, your lips will bite.

He had just started working with Wen Yan, and he had a wound on his lips. He was bitten by Jing Yu, and he uttered a sigh of pain and pulled back.

He wiped the wound on his lower lip and looked at her with a smirk. There seemed to be helplessness in his eyes, and he said with emotion: "Fish, you are so unconscience."

That being said, there was no sense of blame in the tone.

He leaned on the sofa and looked at her tiredly, and laughed at himself: "For this matter, I didn't sleep all night, I thought you would at least take the initiative to give me a kiss to thank me."

Jing Yu looked at the wound on his lips. "I just didn't know there was a wound on your lips."

"If you knew there was an injury, you wouldn't bite it?" Yu Zeyao held her hips with a big palm and held her up. Holding her back on the bed, he held her hands on her sides, and looked at her beautifully from the top down, his voice lowered, "Did I kiss you now, wouldn't you bite me again?"

This man is a master of flirting.

However, she did not flirt with him right now.

Updated today! Regarding Jing Rong and Yan Zhi's attitude, you can watch my Weibo. I made it clear ~~