Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

"Nonsense." Jiang Yu reached out and flicked on her head. "It's not worth my while."

Jing Tong stretched his hand to cover his forehead, his expression a little stunned.

After a while, she choked: "Because, because I can't tell you, don't care about me or my father's life...I can't...I can't..."

As she talked, her tears flowed more and more.

If Daddy was sentenced, she would not blame anyone, because she knew it was Daddy's deserved guilt.

But she can't bury her father's hope of survival, she can't send her father to die. Anyone can do this, but she can't.

So she can only be sorry for Jiang Yu, and, in case Jiang Yu really fell by the side of the President, and even was caught by the handle, affecting his future career, then she really became his drag, even though Jiang Yu did not Mind, she can't do nothing and bear this guilt and owe, how should she go with him?

Jing Tong wanted more and more despair, only to feel that all the internal organs were tangled together, and she was out of breath.

Feeling as if the woman in her arms was falling off, Jiang Yu picked her up.

His tone was particularly harsh: "Jing Tong! You look at me!"

She shuddered and looked up at him involuntarily, but the tears blurred her eyes, and she couldn't see the expression of the man. She only felt that his eyebrows were as unprecedented as stern.

Jing Tong was inexplicably a little timid.

"Listen, this is my choice, I'm happy. You don't owe me anything." He said in a deep voice, "In addition, the result of the election has not yet come out. If everything goes well, wouldn't you be sad? Get out this face and wipe your tears clean!"

He was fierce, and his tone was like reprimanding the disobedient soldiers in the army.

However, this trick is obviously very effective against Jing Tong. She wiped her tears panic and said while choking: "I'm not crying...you go out first, I'll cook noodles for you."

Yes, the result has not come out yet, she should have confidence in him.

"Good." Jiang Yu's tone eased. "If you want to cook noodles, go to the bathroom and wash your face first."

As he said, he hugged her sideways and walked out of the kitchen.

Jing Tong put his arms around his neck and suddenly had the urge to cry, but this time it was because of the man's heart. Put a few years ago, she probably never thought that one day he would put her in such an important position. Thinking of the two since the two met again, she quietly tightened her arms and buried her face deeply between his necks.

Feeling a rush of heat on his shoulders, Jiang Yu couldn't help but startled, then said helplessly: "Don't you say you don't cry anymore?"

Jing Tong choked, "blame you..."

The man breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Very good. Since he would rake, it means she is fine.

He sighed in coordination: "Why is it my fault again?"

"Who made you treat me so well...I was not prepared for a moment..." Jing Tong said while burping, "I'm not moved by this."

Jiang Yu smiled and walked to the bathroom to put her down: "It is my fault to say so."

Jing Tong nodded vigorously, looking at him accusingly, his eyes were red and his face was red, and he looked so pitiful.

Jiang Yu smiled and touched her face, unscrewed the faucet: "Quick wash."