Repaying With Marriage

Chapter 210 Who would have thought of the superior Mr. Jing...

Shi Su still didn't know anything about the outside world.

When I returned to the room, the housekeeper had already turned off the water heater. Seeing her coming back, he helped her test the hot water a few times, saying that it had been fixed, and the problem of unstable cold water would no longer occur. Shi Su also reached out to try it. Try it, it's much better.

The room steward apologized sincerely, saying that this was just a special case, and their hotel is really not so unreliable.

Shi Su didn't care about it anymore, the people from the hotel came in to clean up the bathroom and left quickly.

Before the hair was dry, Shi Su scratched it randomly with his hands. He didn't want to dry it at first, but he really wanted to lie down and rest early, so he went into the bathroom, picked up the hair dryer and started drying his hair.

After I came out, I received a call from the production team, saying that the screenwriter had arranged two title pages to come over, and I needed to pay attention to the matters on the title pages of the script when I was filming in two days. Just forget about eating.

By the time she changed her clothes and remembered to make noodles for herself, it was already more than half an hour later.

Shi Su had a seasoning bag for instant noodles in his mouth, a box of instant noodles in one hand, and a freshly boiled kettle in the other, pouring water.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, she quickly poured the seasoning bag in, covered the instant noodles, and turned to open the door.

I saw Zhou He outside like a delivery man, carrying all kinds of bags and takeaway boxes in his hands. Seeing the door opened, he smiled at Shi Su with a particularly warm and enthusiastic smile: "Miss Shi Su, I'm so hungry. Right? This is a takeaway from a famous Cantonese-style restaurant in City Z. I just packed it and bought it. It’s just out of the pot, but it’s delicious, try it!"

Shi Su was stunned for a moment, but before he could speak, the door of the opposite room opened. Jing Jihan came out, glanced at Zhou He and Shi Su, and signaled Zhou He to send the things in directly with his eyes.

Zhou He took the order, and after giving Shi Su another polite smile, he walked around Shi Su's door uninvited, filled the table in her room with delicious food, and then specially The disposable tableware brought over was put away, and the service turned around and said: "I also brought two servings of milk tea for Miss Shi Su. I don't know if Miss Shi Su likes sweets, so there are three-part sugar and full-sugar teas. , You can drink whatever you like to drink.”

After finishing speaking, Zhou He turned his head to look at Jing Jihan who had already entered the door: "Mr. Jing, I'll go back first, and call me again if you have orders."

The words quickly disappeared from the room, and thoughtfully closed the door outside.

Shi Su watched Zhou He's atonement-like "service attitude" the whole time, and didn't say a word until he left. She turned to look at Jing Jihan, who was walking towards her.

"He bought so much? How can this be eaten?"

Jing Jihan had already approached and looked down at her: "Aren't you hungry?"

"That can't be finished, it's too much."

"Eat first, don't talk so much nonsense." Jing Jihan directly grabbed her hand, dragged her to the table involuntarily, and pushed her to sit down. At the same time, he caught a glimpse of a cup of instant noodles she had just prepared at the corner of the table: "Mr. Eat instant noodles."

"I soaked it all, it's still my favorite tomato beef flavor."

"Isn't this the tomato and beef soup sent by Zhou He?"

"That's different. Instant noodles taste like instant noodles."

"Your brain, you can't eat too much instant noodles, it's easy to become an idiot..."

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Just as Su was about to speak, a piece of beef was suddenly stuffed into her mouth. She stared at her with a "huh", but saw that Jing Jihan fed her a mouthful, and sat down beside her directly, using the meat he had just fed. She took a taste of the chopsticks as soon as she took the plate.

She looked surprised: "You came back so late, didn't you have dinner with the leaders of Jiang City over there?"

"Eat, not much."

Shi Su: "..."

She glanced at the man sitting next to her who was unassuming and even very down-to-earth to eat takeaway with her.

At this moment, she couldn't help but think about it carefully. When he was in the resort today, the important leaders of Jiang City smiled and flattered him. At that time, Jing Jihan was really very indifferent among the crowd The existence that is difficult to touch, tall and straight, makes people instinctively fear that they dare not provoke them easily.

Who would have thought that Mr. Jing, who is aloof, is nestling in her room now, eating takeaway with her.

But even though he had recuperated at her home for more than a month due to his injury, he had ordinary and daily contact in the morning and evening, even if he liked the bowl of porridge she made by himself, and even if he was sitting like this at this moment. There is no sense of distance around her, and she still can't break the overlord's filter of him.

A person like Jing Jihan, even if he is just sitting at the small table in her room, even if he is eating takeaway with her, he still looks like he is eating in a calm manner. The field is all from the inside out, and will never be affected by the external environment.

After Shi Su took a few mouthfuls of food, he tentatively raised his chopsticks towards the instant noodles that had been abandoned by the table for a long time.

But when he was about to open the instant noodles and get some noodles out of it, Jing Jihan suddenly slapped his hands away rudely.

Shi Su withdrew his chopsticks, continued to eat other things in a puffy voice, and said, "It's all soaked, and it won't hurt if you eat two bites."

Jing Jihan dug out a box of rice from which takeaway bag, poured tomato and beef soup into it, and pushed it to her.

Shi Su looked down and saw that the authentic tomato and beef soup and rice filled the air with a smell that made people want to drool, but he was still angry that he was too domineering and refused to let her eat a bite of instant noodles.

She refused: "Don't eat."

Jing Jihan raised his eyebrows, took it back, took the serving chopsticks, mixed it in, tasted it, and said, "Not bad, I'll eat it."

Shi Su stared at the chopsticks in his hand and the bowl of rice in front of him. The dishes Zhou He bought were indeed delicious, but she just wanted to add some staple food.

She hadn't noticed that there was still rice before.

Seeing Jing Jihan take a few mouthfuls without being polite, her eyes suddenly became pitiful, and she just looked at him like this.

Jing Jihan didn't seem to see her eyes, continued to eat her meal with a cold and calm expression, and threw her bowl of instant noodles into the trash can with the other hand.

Shi Su suddenly reached out to grab the lunch box in front of him: "Save some for me!"

"Keep what?"

Shi Su decisively snatched the lunch box over, without thinking about whether he had eaten the meal, he just stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely with his mouth full: "The dignified president is grabbing the meal with the little actor, and tomorrow I will eat it." Expose you to the media!"

"You don't want to eat?"

"I want to eat again now!" She said confidently.

At this time, the doorbell rang again, Jing Jihan glanced at Shisu who was busy stuffing something into his mouth, got up and walked over to open the door.

As a result, Wei Sinan's voice came from outside the door at the same time: "Shi Su, I just sent you a WeChat message and you didn't reply. Is your cold better?"

When Shi Su heard the words, he was subconsciously looking for his mobile phone, and suddenly thought that Jing Jihan was about to open the door, swallowed the food in his mouth forcefully, stood up with a "babble", ran over and pushed the man who was about to open the door to the door forcefully side wall.

Jing Jihan glanced at the little woman who suddenly pressed herself against the corner viciously, there seemed to be a smile in her dark eyes, but she didn't struggle.

Wei Sinan rang the doorbell twice more.

Shi Su raised his head, raised his hand to his mouth, still pressed his body firmly against him, not allowing him to move, and at the same time gave a "shh" to the silent man.