Chapter 252

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. The decoration style belongs to the very popular simple Nordic style promoted by many decoration companies.

And Jing Jihan's thirty second floor is really full of cold wind.

So, how could such a man be in public yesterday

When Sue opened the curtains, the sun came in through the bedroom window. She clapped her hands and turned off the light. The room was also very bright.

The angle outside the window is not much different from that on the 31st floor, and the pattern has not changed greatly. The windows in the master bedroom face the south of Jiangshi, while the French windows in the living room face the Yujing group building.

Squinting at the window for a while, he turned and walked out of the bedroom. He took a look in Ruo Da's living room. Sure enough, it was still a cold and windy living room. The row of light gray leather sofas in the middle was bigger than her. I felt that it would be very comfortable to lie on it.

The French windows in the living room are very big, and the sunlight falls in, which is much brighter than the bedroom.

She seems to hear some movement coming from the kitchen. She looks in that direction hesitantly. She walks over and walks around the crystal partition in front of the kitchen door. Suddenly, she sees Jing Jihan in it.

At the top level of the elite, no matter how many men have three heads and six arms, most of them are not sensitive to cooking. In China, the higher the man stands, the more he tends to have an instinctive male chauvinism. He thinks that cooking has nothing to do with them. Even if it doesn't have to be all women's work, it must be the responsibility of the nanny.

But Jing Jihan is standing in the kitchen. She feels more attractive than ever. I don't know if she is still feverish. She feels that her head is hot and her heart is beating faster.

Jing Jihan didn't wear a coat, and he didn't change his home clothes. He was wearing a white shirt and standing at the kitchen table.

The kitchen here is not decorated by those young people who imitate the Nakajima desktop in Korean dramas, but separated by crystal marble. This kind of decoration avoids the invasion of lampblack and is very healthy.

Jing Jihan should have just taken a bath. The collar of his shirt is loose and open, revealing a clean and clear Adam's apple. His spotless short black hair is not dried, and it's still half wet. The man is cutting carrots, and the kitchen knife in his hand seems to have a layer of light under his long and clean knuckles.

In front of this scene, inexplicably good-looking.

Jing Jihan, a man, has an indescribable charm all over his body.

Is to let her never had the appearance of intense heartbeat.

"Can I help you?" She opened her mouth, her voice was still a little hoarse and inflamed.

Jing Jihan looked back at her after hearing the news. First, he looked down. He saw that she was very obedient and put on her slippers. Then he looked up at her sickly face again: "the fever hasn't gone back. Go back to rest. I'll call you when breakfast is ready."

"Do you make breakfast?" Sue blinked.

The man's cold and clear eyes took back and continued to stand by the Liuli table to pet the carrot that was nearly cut.

"It's not like I haven't had my breakfast." Jing Jihan's back is straight and thin.

But Shi Su is very clear that he is just a pure thin type. He has a good figure. He is not so thin at all, and he has a lot of strength. When he holds her down, she can't push her away. The gap between men's and women's strength is too obvious.

"At that time, you were in my house. I had no way to deal with my neck discomfort, and I didn't give you money. You were also not good. You were always used to ordering takeout when you had cooked several times. Maybe there was no other way." When Su eyes still looking at the man's good-looking back, did not want to leave the kitchen, but she did not have much strength now, simply leaning on the side, said: "now is not the same."

"Nothing different."

Jing Jihan suddenly washes his hands, takes the kitchen paper and wipes it. Then he opens the refrigerator with one hand and takes other ingredients from it. Suddenly, his other hand reaches out unexpectedly and takes out Shi Su, who is powerless and leans against the partition by the kitchen door.

When Su was not ready to be hugged by him, he quickly wanted to say "then you continue to make your breakfast, I'll go out first". Without saying anything, he was easily pushed by the man, and at the same time, he pushed directly to the refrigerator door that had just been closed.

He gave a deep kiss. When Su was still surprised, he looked at her with his eyes wide open. Her reflection was in her clear and indifferent eyes. After the kiss, he bowed his head to her forehead and said, "if you don't go out, you are going to be kissed by me anytime and anywhere here?"

When Su face a burst of heat, slightly don't open the head, whispered: "I this is flu, you are not afraid to be infected by me?"? I think I can't have breakfast if everyone gets sick. "

Jing Jihan chuckles: "don't worry, I'm not hungry for you."

Shi Su still doesn't look at him with his head open. By the chance of fever, he can just cover up the slight redness on his face. But he is still afraid that it will really infect him. He raises his hand to cover his mouth and nose and doesn't want him to kiss him again. He turns to walk away. Jing Jihan doesn't let go of her. At the same time, he raises his hand and probes on her forehead.

"The fever still hasn't subsided. I'll bring you an ice bag to cool yourself physically. I'll go back to my room and drink more water. I'll call you when breakfast is ready."

Su covered her mouth and nodded. When he took out the ice bag from the refrigerator, he subconsciously put down his hand to pick it up. As a result, the man suddenly put her on the refrigerator door again and could not help kissing her.

When Su fluttered in his arms for a long time, he kept saying that "it would be infectious", but he didn't let go until a certain electronic cooker in the kitchen gave a "Ding" sound, he pressed her back neck and gave it a kiss, and then let go.

When she finally regained her freedom, Su quickly ran out with the ice bag in her arms. The first thing she did after going out was not to put the ice bag on her forehead, but to stick it directly on her face.

……

Shi Su is still feverish. She can't eat too greasy food. In addition, she had a fever reducing injection last night and took fever reducing medicine in the middle of the night. She can't eat many things now, especially beef, eggs, seafood and so on.

But Jing Jihan was able to make Babao rice for her in such a high-intensity state of taboo. The rice was very soft and digestible. Carrots were added to almost all the other dishes. Later, the fruits he brought to her were also fruits supplemented with vitamin C. This was to make her better earlier. It was really painstaking.

You can't eat it too greasy, so she didn't make her favorite braised spareribs, but she made steamed spareribs with flour, which is very fragrant and soft. The meat of the spareribs has been steamed until it can be directly deboned, which is very delicious.

Originally, she was sick and had no appetite. As a result, the more she ate, the more appetite she had. It was really delicious.

"Like it?" Jing Jihan served her soup.

When Su nodded: "well, well."

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