Repaying With Marriage

Chapter 252 Kiss me anytime, anywhere here?

In fact, the decoration of her apartment on the 31st floor is also very good, but the 31st floor is probably because he doesn’t live there, and the decoration style belongs to the popular minimalist Nordic style promoted by many decoration companies. .

But Jing Jihan's thirty-second floor is really indifferent.

So, how could such a man with such a nature be in public yesterday...

Shi Su opened the curtains, and the sunlight came in through the bedroom window. She clapped her hands and turned off the lights, and the room was also very bright.

The angle outside the window is not much different from the angle on the 31st floor, and the layout has not changed much. The windows in the master bedroom face the south of Jiang City, while the French windows in the living room face the direction of Yu Jing. Group building.

She squinted her eyes and looked at the window for a while, then turned and walked out of the bedroom, and glanced at Ruoda's living room. It was indeed a very cold living room, and the row of light gray leather sofas in the middle was bigger than hers. It will be comfortable on that too.

The floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room are large, and the sunlight falls in, which is much brighter than the bedroom.

She seemed to hear some movement from the kitchen, glanced in that direction hesitantly, walked over, walked around the crystal marble partition in front of the kitchen door, and suddenly saw Jing Jihan inside.

At this level of the elite upper class, no matter how powerful men are, they are mostly insensitive to things like cooking. In China, the taller men are, the more often they will have an instinctive machismo. Things like cooking have nothing to do with them, even if they don't have to be classified as what women should do, it must be the job of the nanny.

But when Jing Jihan was standing in the kitchen, she somehow felt that she was more attractive than ever. She didn't know if it was because she was still running a fever. She felt her head was hot and her heartbeat seemed to be speeding up involuntarily.

Jing Jihan didn't wear a coat, and didn't change into his normal clothes at home. He was standing by the kitchen counter in a white shirt.

The kitchen here does not have the decoration of those young people imitating the nakajima table in Korean dramas. Instead, the kitchen is separated by crystal marble. This kind of decoration avoids the intrusion of oily smoke and is very healthy.

Jing Jihan should have just taken a shower, his shirt collar was loosely opened, revealing a clean and clear Adam's apple. His short black hair, which looks spotless on weekdays, has not been blown dry, and it is still a little wet. The man is Cutting carrots, the kitchen knife in his hand seemed to have been polished under his slender and clean knuckles.

The scene in front of him was inexplicably beautiful.

Jing Jihan, a man, has an indescribable and charming energy all over his body.

It was a look that made her heart flutter like never before.

"Do you need my help?" She asked, her voice still a little hoarse with inflammation.

Hearing the sound, Jing Jihan looked back at her, first looking down, seeing that she had put on her indoor slippers obediently today, and then raised his eyes to look at her sickly face: "The fever hasn't subsided, go back and rest. Come on, I'll call you when breakfast is ready."

"You make breakfast?" Shi Su blinked.

The man withdrew his cold and clear eyes, and continued to stand by the counter and pamper the carrot that was almost cut.

"It's not that I haven't eaten the breakfast I made." Jing Jihan's back was tall and thin.

But Shi Su knew very well that he was just a pure type who dressed to look thin. He was in good shape, not that thin at all, and he was extremely strong. When he pressed her down for a kiss, she couldn't push her away at all. The disparity in strength is too obvious.

"At that time, you were at my house. My neck was uncomfortable and I couldn't help it, and I didn't give you money. You can't always order takeaway from time to time. There may be no other way for the few meals you have cooked. " Shi Su still looked at the handsome back of the man, and didn't want to leave the kitchen at all, but she really didn't have much strength right now, so she just leaned beside her and said, "It's different now."

"It's nothing different."

Jing Jihan suddenly washed his hands, took the kitchen paper and wiped it, then opened the refrigerator on the side with one hand to get other ingredients from it, suddenly reached out with the other hand unexpectedly, and directly put the weak hand leaning against the partition next to the kitchen door Shi Su fished over.

Shi Su was embraced by him unprepared, and hurriedly wanted to say, "Then you continue to make your breakfast, I'll go out first", before she could say a word, she was easily pushed by the man, and at the same time, she was pushed directly by him Just closed the refrigerator door.

He gave a deep kiss, and while Shi Su's eyes were wide open in surprise, he opened his eyes to look at her. Her reflection was in those clear and indifferent eyes. After the kiss was over, he bent his head against her forehead Said: "If you don't go out, you are going to be kissed by me anytime, anywhere here?"

Shi Su's face felt hot, and Wei Wei turned his head away and whispered, "I have the flu, so you are not afraid of being infected by me? Everyone will be sick later, I guess I won't be able to eat this breakfast."

Jing Jihan smiled lightly: "Don't worry, I won't starve you."

Shi Su still turned his head away and didn't look at him, taking advantage of the fever to cover up the redness on his face, but still fearing that it would really infect him, he raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, not wanting him to kiss him again, Turning around to go away, Jing Jihan didn't let her go, and at the same time raised his hand to touch her forehead.

"The fever still persists. I'll get you an ice pack to cool down physically. Go back to your room and drink plenty of water. I'll call you when breakfast is ready."

Shi Su covered her mouth and nodded, and subconsciously lowered her hand to pick it up when he took out the ice pack from the refrigerator, but the man suddenly pressed her against the refrigerator door again, and kissed her involuntarily.

Shi Su fluttered in his arms for a long time, and kept saying in a low voice that "it will be contagious", but he still didn't let go, until an electronic cooker in the kitchen that was cooking automatically made a "ding" sound, and he pressed the button. He kissed the back of her neck again before letting go.

Finally regaining his freedom, Shi Su hurriedly escaped with the ice pack in his arms. The first thing he did after going out was not to put the ice pack on his forehead first, but stick it directly on his face.

...

Shi Su still had a fever, so she couldn't eat too greasy food, and because she had an antipyretic injection last night and took antipyretic medicine in the middle of the night, she couldn't eat many things now, especially beef, eggs and seafood.

But Jing Jihan was able to cook her eight-treasure rice in another way under her high-intensity taboo state. The rice was cooked very soft and easy to digest. Carrots were almost added to the other dishes, and he brought them to her later. The fruits are also supplemented with vitamin C. He did this to help her get better sooner, which is really well-intentioned.

I can’t eat too greasy, so I didn’t make her favorite braised short ribs, but I made steamed pork ribs for her. It is very fragrant and soft. The meat of the ribs has been steamed until it can be directly removed from the bone, which is very delicious.

Originally, she was ill and had no appetite, but the more she ate, the more her appetite grew. It was really delicious.

"Like it?" Jing Jihan served her soup.

Shi Su nodded: "Yes, yes."

He put the soup in front of her: "Although I'm busy with work, I don't even have time to make breakfast. Is this one of Mrs. Jing's benefits?"