Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

This "Hire President" sounded in Jiang Yu's ear, but it was a bit more ridiculous.

He raised an eyebrow: "You will eat dumplings for Your Excellency the President?"

Jing Tongnu: "What's wrong with the dumplings? This is my own wrap, and the stuffing is also made by myself! Don't eat and pull down!"

After she finished, she would take away the dumplings.

Jiang Yu laughed and quickly reached out to block: "Who said I wouldn't eat it? I can't eat anything else, and it's good to be able to eat dumplings."

Jing Tong glared at him: "It's good to have dumplings, don't be too greedy! You will be the president in the future, and you must maintain a humble and low-key heart, you know?"

She was reprimanded with care.

Jiang Yu nodded to be taught before picking up chopsticks: "Can I start?"

Jing Tong glanced at him with a teachable look, and waved generously: "Eat!"

Jiang Yu was busy for a whole day, and he didn't even remember whether he had eaten or not during this time. In fact, he had no consciousness in his stomach. But smelling the smell of vinegar, the greedy insect was immediately hooked out.

He picked up a full dumpling and bit it halfway down. After a while, he asked with satisfaction: "Mushroom beef stuffing?"

"Yes! Sister Chen said you like beef the most, so I wrapped this." Jing Tong sat opposite him, looking at him with his chin in his hands and pestle, with a frown, "Is it delicious?"

Jiang Yu looked at her, suddenly suddenly startled.

These two days, I can’t eat well or sleep well, the woman is obviously haggard, even if she recovers some today, even if her expressions and words are still lively and agile, but there is still something different after all, compared to the past, her eyebrows A little more quiet and melancholy, as if the ignorant little girl transformed into a real adult overnight.

Jiang Yu's heart suddenly burst into a hot and complicated emotion.

Jing Tong was a little uncomfortable when he saw his eyes suddenly sinking deep.

"What's wrong? Isn't it bad? I think it's not bad..." she mumbled.

Jiang Yu suddenly laughed.

"No, it's delicious," he said, picking up another dumpling and putting it in a vinegar bowl. "But it's so beautiful...I still want to eat something else."

Jing Tong's face was reddish, and he was a little annoyed: "I have said that it is good to eat dumplings!"

Jiang Yu gave a regretful cry and continued to eat dumplings.

Jing Tong has drums in his heart... Isn't this stalk difficult? Is he asking for euphemism in this way? Speaking of this, this long campaign, he finally won, at least he can relax mentally, but it is indeed worth celebrating in some way... but for her, today is not the right time.

But asking her to refuse, she couldn't bear it.

Jing Tong was inevitably entangled and had to avoid this problem as much as possible.

Unfortunately, it didn't take long for the man to put down his chopsticks. He has finished a bowl of dumplings. He eats fast all the time. She guessed it was mostly his habit of staying in the army, but it was not a good habit.

"You eat slowly, it hurts your stomach too fast." Jing Tong couldn't help but sneer at him, and he deliberately corrected his illness.

"Well, it's anxious." He spit out these three words calmly, his dark eyes stained with a little smile, and looked at her in a blink of an eye.

Anxious...What anxious? Jing Tong almost asked, but she responded in time.