Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

"Jing Tong." Jiang Yu frowned slightly, "You are not a pastime."

"A person cares about what, naturally he will spend time on it." Jing Tong's tone is very calm, "I know you are busy, I don't ask you to spend more time with me. It's just what you take me for, you I know it myself."

Jiang Yu squeezed his lips tightly, his eyes dark, and he kept silent for a long time.

"It's not too early, please go back quickly." Jing Tong shrugged. "I'm back, and I have to go to work tomorrow."

However, the moment she turned around, her right hand was clenched by the man.

"The election is in front of me, and my center of gravity will inevitably be on it. I will not coax you with words that I cannot deliver." Jiang Yu said with a deep voice, "but you are not a pastime for me. very clear."

"Oh." Jing Tong blinked. "So if someone warmly shows me love during this period, I might agree to others...you can't say that I didn't give you a chance."

"No one will show you a warm love." Jiang Yu ticked the corner of his lips. Before the woman's hair was blown, he added, "Except me."

"You are warm!" Jing Tong was not angry.

This man's courtship, or marriage proposal, is a negotiating posture.

Jiang Yu squeezed his lips tightly and exhaled slowly.

In fact, he vaguely guessed why the woman had always refused to agree-not a ridiculous reason such as revenge, nor did she really feel nothing about him, otherwise she did not need to give him this opportunity.

In the final analysis, they have different requirements for marriage.

He thought he had given him all the enthusiasm, but for her, it seemed far from enough.

Jiang Yu remembered the star flickering in the eyes of the woman when he pursued him, and her heart suddenly twitched.

"I see." He smiled suddenly. "Since this is what you want, I will... try to satisfy you."

Jing Tong's alarm bell masterpiece: "Hey, what do you think I want?"

"You will know in a while." The man said, finally letting go of her, his voice soft and low, "Go back to bed early."

Jing Tong's inexplicable face was hot from his eyes.

"Don't mess up!" She could only drop this sentence, and then turned around and left in a man's eyes as if he had determined something.

Jiang Yu chuckled suddenly.

When the woman's back disappeared in the corridor, he returned to the car.

The private phone rang at this time.

Jiang Yu glanced at the caller ID, slightly surprised.

He picked it up: "Mom?"

"Yo, you still have my number?" He Xiangjun was a little yin and yang, "Why, finally busy?"

"Huh." Jiang Yu stroked his eyebrows, motioned to Duan Zhe to drive, and said to his mother over the phone, "What's the matter with you?"

"Hey, I ask you." He Xiangjun knew the opportunity was rare, and didn't waste time going straight to the topic. "What is your relationship with Jingtong girl?"

Jiang Yu was startled. "I will go home tomorrow and I will explain this to my grandpa."

"Then I can't ask if I'm a mother?" He Xiangjun was almost exhaled.

"Of course not." Jiang Yu paused. After all, he still said, "I and her are just friends for the time being."

"temporarily?"

"Well." Jiang Yu sighed. "I'm pursuing her, but she hasn't agreed."

After finishing this sentence, Jiang Yu immediately took the phone away.

But even so, He Xiangjun's earth-shattering laughter still clearly entered his ears, making Jiang Yu's eyebrows jump fiercely-that's why he didn't want to talk to his mother about this topic.