Fast time travel: Veteran Green Tea is showing off his acting skills again

Chapter 19 The CEO's Secret Lover 18
The people from the publishing house flipped through the book, looked up at Xia Ling and Pei Jing, pushed down their glasses, and shook their heads at them, "I'm sorry, the value of this book is not very good, and the topic selection is average, and this The ISBN fee is very expensive this year, so it is not recommended to publish it.”

"I don't care about money." Xia Ling quickly shook her head and added: "This is my grandparents' record of their love at that time. I just want to print some as a souvenir. Our sales price is not high, and we hope that people who buy it will You can have this memory of their love. You don't have to think about money, we don't want the extra profit, and I will make up for the loss."

"This..." The man lowered his head and looked at the words on it again, "But the handwriting is not very clear..."

Xia Ling refused to give the other party any chance to refute, and directly took the book from the man's hand, smiling brightly: "I'll go back and clarify the words, then print them out and send them to you. Please give me your email address, and how much is the deposit?" I’ll swipe my card first.”

It couldn't match Xia Ling's enthusiasm, and the final publication was a foregone conclusion.

After leaving the publishing house, the two discovered that it was raining heavily outside.

Pei Jing glanced at Xia Ling who was wearing a white knitted suspender dress and looked up at the rain. The tips of the sky blue silk high heels were already wet by the raindrops falling from the edge.

He stretched out his hand to grab her wrist, and said while pulling, "Stand inside, and I'll get you an umbrella."

"No need." Xia Ling pointed to the car parked on the side of the road, "Isn't it on the side of the road? Let's run over."

"No, I'll catch a cold—"

Before Pei Jing finished speaking, Xia Ling grabbed Pei Jing's hand and ran into the rain screaming.

The pouring rain fell head-on, Pei Jing pulled Xia Ling into his arms, wrapped Xia Ling tightly in his arms with a windbreaker coat, wrapped his hands around her waist, hugged her off the ground, and ran At the same time, he scolded extremely ambiguously in her ear, "Always messing around."

"Ah——! Run, run!" Xia Ling screamed while laughing, and Pei Jing, who was holding her, couldn't help but curl his lips.

It's not that she's not afraid of the heavy rain, but the rain is really rare to promote this ambiguity.

It was raining and the road was slippery. It happened that this publishing house was near Pei Jing's single-family villa, so the car drove directly back to his house.

"Ah-choo! Ah-choo!" As soon as he entered the door, Xia Ling sneezed several times.

She had just been sick and been caught in the rain, so her immunity was low. Xia Ling estimated that she would not be able to escape this cold.

"Tell you not to mess around." Pei Jing changed his shoes and quickly took out a towel from the bathroom on the first floor, and handed it to Xia Ling, "You are very weak, and you won't miss every seasonal flu. You were allergic two days ago. Don't get sick this time. Wipe your hair and I'll make ginger tea for you."

Xia Ling took the towel, wiped it carelessly on his head, turned around and sat on the sofa, and shouted at Pei Jing who had entered the kitchen: "Do you have a computer here, can you lend me a use?"

Maybe she didn't hear it or didn't want to borrow it. She didn't hear Pei Jing's response, so she searched on the bookshelf and found an empty notebook and a magnifying glass. She sat back on the carpet and started writing and drawing.

"What is this character, seven? Or earth?"

Xia Ling was lying on the table, holding a magnifying glass, her face was almost stuck on the old man's old book, studying the blurred writing on the book seriously.

"Seven, it should be seven." Pei Jing, who came back with ginger tea, leaned closer, bent down, and leaned his head almost next to her head, carefully reading the words on the book, and echoed in a low voice.

Xia Ling frowned, "But..."

"Ok?"

The noses of the two people who turned their heads collided at the same time, Pei Jing's nose was sour, and he subconsciously raised his chin, a cold and soft patch suddenly appeared on his lips.

With a sound of "hum--", Pei Jing's mind went blank for an instant.

He stared blankly at the slightly parted lips that brushed against his lips, looked at her slightly red nose tip, and looked at her round eyes in a daze.

Time stood still for a moment like a heartbeat.

"Hey, give it to me?" Xia Ling snatched the ginger tea from Pei Jing's hand awkwardly with a blushing face, lowered her head and took a sip, and then spit it all out with a "poof", "Hot, hot, hot!"

Pei Jing was so startled by her series of operations that he came to his senses. Seeing Xia Ling sticking out his tongue like a puppy and fanning the wind wildly with one hand, he felt both helpless and cute.

He shook his head, ran to the kitchen, broke off a small ice cube and stuffed it directly into Xia Ling's mouth. His brows were raised, and his eyes were full of concern: "Is it better? Spit it out when it's better, it's too cold."

Xia Ling nodded, rolled the ice cube in her mouth, swallowed it with a "Gulu" sound, and sighed happily: "It's cool, so comfortable!"

"Always disobedient." Pei Jing knew that there was no point in talking too much, so he picked up the ginger tea, put it in his mouth and blew it for a while, then handed it to Xia Ling, "Drink the ginger tea and take a bath, so that you won't catch a cold .”

Xia Ling nodded, sat back and started working again without raising her head: "Well, you go take a shower first. I'll get these done before I go."

"Drink first!"

Pei Jing just stared at Xia Ling as she drank the ginger tea, then got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Only the first few pages were soaked, and the less wet it got to the back, Xia Ling finished it in a short time.

She raised her neck, rubbed her neck with her hands, and took out her mobile phone from her bag.

The message sent by Rong Ting 7 minutes ago is displayed on the screen.

Rong Ting: She's leaving.

Xia Ling: What do you say?
Rong Ting: If you don't eat it, I love this set.

Xia Ling holds the phone, and can see Rong Ting's frustration on the screen.

She rested her chin and tapped her cheek lightly with her fingers.

Shouldn't it?In summary of the previous world, the heroine is more or less selfish in loving the hero.

She rolled her eyes, and quickly typed on her mobile phone: What about trying substances?If you don't want to part with the child, you can't catch the wolf. Don't be too stingy, Young Master Rong.

Just about to turn off the phone,

Hearing footsteps on the stairs, Xia Ling immediately put away the phone in his hand and looked up.

Seeing Pei Jing wearing a white loose T-shirt and gray cotton sweatpants, barefoot, walking downstairs while wiping his hair.

If he didn't have a scumbag attribute, he would really be her type. Although he is a domineering CEO, he is still a normal person. He is not so weird. He looks good and has a figure that looks slim when she likes it. Definitely a strong type.

Compared with those thin actors who worked with him before, he is still much stronger.

"Go take a shower." Pei Jing brushed his wet hair with his hands, "If you find it inconvenient to use the bathroom in my house, go to the one on the far left in the corridor."

"Ruan Ning's room?" Xia Ling asked with her head propped up and her lips pouted.

Pei Jing: "..."

Seeing his silence, Xia Ling stood up and walked upstairs, "I'd better use yours. You can lend me a piece of clothes to wear. The clothes on your body are still damp."

(End of this chapter)