Repaying With Marriage

Chapter 219 Mr. Jing only opened one room

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, Jing Jihan put back on his clothes, buttoned up his shirt one by one, and at the same time glanced sideways at the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the bathroom.

The tooth mark on the shoulder that was bitten by Shi Su, although bloodshot had gone, was still slightly red.

Because of the haste of the bite, the marks were irregular, but it happened that this tooth mark was in the same position as the tooth mark left by the woman on his shoulder that dark and messy night five years ago.

Even the force and method of biting down are exactly the same.

Shi Su had already changed his clothes outside, when he heard the doorbell ring, he subconsciously asked, "Who?"

Jing Jihan buttoned his shirt and walked out. The bathroom was very close to the door, and he opened the door directly.

The hotel staff pushed the dining car in and gave two bottles of fine Lafite red wine as a gift. They nodded respectfully to Jing Jihan and left.

Shi Su poked his head to look in front of the door, and caught a glimpse of the dining car: "I thought you were going to take me out to eat."

"You are in this state, can you go out?" Jing Jihan closed the door, and pushed the dining car over. At the same time, he caught a glimpse of Shisu's half-dry hair scattered behind his shoulders even though he had changed his clothes. He looked very obedient.

Today, Su's out-of-control had indeed gained the upper hand, but he was much more obedient than usual.

He sat on the edge of the bed obediently, with an expression of waiting to be fed.

At the same time, I noticed that Jing Jihan's shirt is also a Dior shirt, and this one on her seems to be a couple's style.

However, he seems to seldom wear such luxury brands that are commonly seen on the street. She has noticed before that most of what Jing Jihan wears are custom-made models handmade by top foreign designers, and rarely have overly obvious brand logos. , but any shirt he owns is many times more expensive than the tens of thousands of dior shirts he wears. Although dior is also very good-looking, the one he is wearing now is the most gentlemanly and low-key among luxury men's clothing brands It suits him very well.

This man is just standing there, the sky is high and the clouds are wide, and his gestures are calm and indifferent.

"The back kitchen of this hotel is mediocre, and there are mostly small restaurants supporting the hospital nearby." Jing Jihan put the dining car in front of her: "I didn't order too much, just eat something simple."

Shi Su was very curious about how simple it was to eat something simple as Jing Jihan said.

Tasteless rice porridge like at her house?

But now she is so hungry that even if it is porridge, she will not refuse it.

Reaching out to pick up the insulation cover on the dining car, I saw a shredded chicken porridge with shiitake mushrooms, egg custard with lotus root, pork ribs soup with lotus root, stuffed tofu and mandarin fish, plus two bottles of fine red wine and Perrier water.

This is called simple eating?

In a small tourist town like Z City, there are no special delicacies for the time being, and most of them are from Jiang City. Apart from delicacies from mountains and seas, these are the best home-cooked dishes.

Although they all seem to be simple and easy-to-digest foods, they are definitely not simple at all, okay?

"Then I'll eat?" Shi Su picked up the tableware, and looked up at the man who was looking down at him from a high position beside the dining car.

"If you don't eat it, is it sent here for you to watch?" Jing Jihan poured a glass of Perrier.

Shi Su lowered his head and directly picked up a piece of ribs and started to chew. What Jing Jihan said was right, the back kitchen of this hotel was indeed so-so.

Although the taste is also delicious, it is really far from the braised short ribs that Jing Jihan made at her home back then.

After eating for a while, Shi Su suddenly turned his eyes to the red wine on the dining car, saw the Lafite letters on it, and his eyes lit up.

"Want to drink?"

She raised her eyes: "Can't you drink?"

"Lafite was sent by the hotel, you are injured."

The man's words can be said to the end, and it is not a complete rejection. After all, drinking less red wine does not have any effect.

Shi Su stuffed egg custard into his mouth while looking at the two bottles of red wine. He didn't see the year, and he didn't think it was too expensive. He still wanted to drink it, but he hesitated for a moment, didn't speak, and lowered his head to continue eating.

Probably because the longing in her eyes just now was too obvious. She knew that she would not get drunk if she drank less of this wine, but it was rare to want to drink a little.

She was lowering her head and fighting against the ribs when she suddenly heard the sound of a wine bottle being opened. When she finished biting the ribs and raised her head, Jing Jihan had already filled the goblet with half a glass of red wine to replace the glass of Perrier.

"Drink less, and sleep more peacefully at night." The man put down the red wine bottle, his movements were natural, as if pampering and pampering her like this was a common thing.

Shi Su hurriedly picked up the goblet and took a sip. It tasted very good. The semi-sweet taste hides the good taste of top-quality red wine, which made him very satisfied.

"You don't want to drink?" Shi Su glanced at him.

I always felt that today, after speaking in such a messy and unprepared situation, even if Jing Jihan just stood there motionless and looked at her quietly and directly, she felt inexplicably irritable all over her body.

Jing Jihan: "I only opened one room."

Shi Su: "?"

"I don't plan to open a second one tonight." The man's voice was low and seductive: "Red wine is also wine, are you sure you want me to drink it?"

"..."

"Shi Su, am I too restrained, you feel too safe with me?"

Shi Su: "Ahem——"

She suddenly choked on a sip of red wine, quickly grabbed the chopsticks and stuffed a mouthful of shredded chicken porridge with mushrooms into her mouth.

However, her face, which was slightly pale after coughing, now had a suspicious blush, Jing Jihan didn't speak again, looking at her, his eyes were as dark as the sea at midnight, calm and calm, but unfathomable.

Shi Su looked away while eating, and raised his hand directly to touch the wound on his forehead while eating, silently reminding him that he was still a sick person.

Jing Jihan stretched out his hand and pressed her head: "The wound hurts?"

"It's okay, hiss, don't touch..."

Jing Jihan withdrew his hand: "Go to the hospital for an examination tomorrow morning, don't resist the doctor."

"profound."

"Is this the first time I've given you medicine?" The man pushed back the hair that was hanging on her forehead, and looked down at her: "I also know that I carry anti-wolf spray with me, and I have a good sense of crisis, but It is still inevitable that there will be major injuries and minor injuries, when can I be relieved?"

She didn't want to be like this.

Shi Yunyin's mother and daughter want her life, Chu Shangdong's son wants her life, she can still live so tenaciously, sitting here eating without dying, really thanks to her own life, Of course, she had to admit that if it wasn't for Jing Jihan, she wouldn't know where she would be today.

...

Shi Su's mental state today was much worse than usual. Not long after the meal, although he only drank half a glass of red wine, it was somewhat effective. He fell asleep again after leaning against the bed. When the quilt fell asleep, it was more stable.

Jing Jihan picked him up, laid him flat on the middle of the bed, covered him with a quilt, and stroked around the gauze-wrapped wound on his forehead. Although there was no wound there, it was red and swollen obviously, and it was enough without words. It can be seen how cruel the scene where she was hit with her head against the door in the car.