His Canary

Jing Yan is about to return to her country. Jing Rong did not let her tell Qiao Qiao about it.

"Why can't I say that?" Dong Ci was still afraid of Qiao Qiao while he was afraid. Although she had never seen Jing Rong's father, she knew from his son's and his wife's description that he was not a good lover.

"Probably to surprise her?" After saying this, even Jing Rong laughed.

How could it be a surprise? The scare is almost the same. If it is more serious, it may scare people away ...

Scared away?

Dong Ci reacted quickly. She pulled Jing Rong's shirt and said sullenly. "Are you afraid that Jojo will run away if he knows?"

"Don't say it's Jojo, even if I hear the news that he is coming, I want to run away."

"What are you afraid of him?"

Jing Rong felt her hands cold, so she stuffed her arms to warm. "When he is not angry, his temper is still good."

"Will he kill someone if he is angry?"

"Qiao Qiao secretly ran back to China with his back, would he be angry when he came back, would he hit Qiao Qiao?"

"..."

Jing Rong rubbed her forehead, covering her little chattering mouth helplessly. "Xiaoci, we should go to bed."

"I can't fall asleep. The more I think, the more afraid I will be. When will he come tomorrow? Do you still want to go to the company tomorrow?"

"If, I mean, if you still want to go to the company, can you let me go with you?" Dong Ci felt that even if she was asked to draw a design drawing in Jingrong's office, it was better than staying to face the scene Yan is better.

"Also, he ... uh."

Regarding Jing Yan's question, Dong Ci still has many questions to ask, but she was sealed by Jing Rong before she finished asking. Jing Rong's long arms stretched out to turn off the wall lamp at the head of the bed, and then put her arm around her and pressed her under him.

"What are you doing, I still have a lot to say ... um."

Dong Ci only got the space to speak, and Jing Rong pinched her chin and kissed again.

This time he kissed hotter than the last time, the girl in her arms turned soft from the beginning, and then turned into a pool of water, and finally let him do whatever he wanted.

"Do you have any questions to ask?"

Jing Rong pressed against her, and brushed away the broken hair on her face with her warm fingertips.

Seeing the girl below her eyes dizzy, red Yanyan's little mouth only gasped. His eyes flicked with a smile, and he kissed her eyes like a reward, and said in a mute voice. "well."

"Since you have no problem, let's go to sleep."

"..."

Dong Ci's insomnia is much better now, especially when lying in Jing Rong's arms, she slept the sweetest.

But today is an exception. Not only did she have a nightmare, but she also dreamed that angry Jing Yan not only killed Qiao Qiao, but also strangled her.

In her heart, she has defined Jing Yan as a ruthless, overbearing and brutal underworld brother, which makes her very uneasy.

"Little wolf, where are you going, come back soon!"

Early the next morning, Jing Rong went out to pick up Jing Yan. Dong Ci held her wolf uncertainly and wanted to calm her heart. However, the wolf today was particularly unreliable and had been struggling in her arms.

"Aowang--"

Taking advantage of the skill of Qiao Qiao talking to her, the little wolf stepped on Dong Ci's foot with his heels, and then Sayia jumped out of her arms and ran out the door with her tongue out.

The little wolf was fed so fat that it was really painful to step on it with its strength. Dong Ci rubbed his stomach and chased out the door, but unexpectedly ran to the garden and saw the little wolf.

Its dark fur glowed brightly, and it was lying on the gravel road in the garden at the moment, screaming at the man crouching beside him.

"you are……"

The man's profile is beautiful and gentle. He squints slightly and smiles. The slender fingertips gently stroked the coyote, looking humble and elegant.

Hearing Dong Ci's voice, the man slowly raised his head, but had not spoken yet, Dong Ci was frightened and took a step back.

This man looks very similar to Jing Rong, especially the deep and dark eyes, beautiful and enchanting, which can be remembered at a glance.

It's just that the temperament of the two is too different. The temperament is cold, with poppy-like enchantment and suffocation, and the person in front of him looks gentle, light and gentle, with the maturity and calmness of the adult male, giving the first The eye impression is excellent.

"Xiao Ci?"

Jing Rong had just come out of the garage at this time. As soon as he arrived at the small garden, he saw Dong Ci panicked. He took the man into his arms and touched her small face. "What are you doing here?"

Dong Ci licked the corners of his dry mouth, and then looked at the man across from him, pulling on the sleeve of the person beside him.

How did she think about it, did not expect that Jing Rong's father would look so good. If she didn't know Jingyan's background in advance, she would definitely go forward and say hello.

"Dad, you scared her."

The people in Huai's reliance on him are really how he feels, but watching his little wife's white face really makes him feel a little distressed. He gazed slightly at Jingyan, and there was a hint of complaint in his tone.

Jing Yan smiled lightly, and the off-white scarf on his neck made him look softer. He turned the ring on his ring finger and his voice was soft and soft. "Where is Jojo?"

"she was……"

Just when Dong Ci didn't know how to answer, Qiao Qiao heard the sound coming out of the hall. She was wearing a long pure white sweater and looked thin and thin, but her smile on the corner of her lips was very bright until she I saw Jing Yan.

"Jojo ..."

Jing Yan had just spoken, and Qiao Qiao was frightened to take two steps back. Her small face turned pale in an instant. When she saw Jing Yan coming to her, she panicked and ran inside.

During this period, Jing Yan's expression was extremely soft, but when he saw Qiao Qiao running away, his eyes flashed a little cold.

"Your father doesn't look like a bad guy at all." Dong Ci didn't dare to lie in Jing Rong's ears until Jing Yan pushed the door in.

I don't know if it was too good for Jingyan to cover up, or whether his temperament was really soft, Dong Ci couldn't find a dangerous breath in him. The bland and elegant feeling is like a piece of blank paper, which is cleaner than the scenery.

Under the contact of the following days, Dong Ci found that he was really harmless.

This kind of harmlessness is reflected in all aspects. No matter how Jojo makes trouble with him, he behaves extremely indifferently, with a soft smile on his face, and looks good-tempered and patient.

Dong Ci couldn't imagine how such a moderate and harmless person would teach Jing Rong to be an overbearing and powerful person.

"..."

As the year is coming, Dong Ci wants to make Jingzhai a little more old-fashioned, so she and Qiao Qiao go out to buy together, ready to buy some new year goods and go back.

"Do not move, follow me!",

While the two were carrying large and small bags and were going to go back, Dong Ci was suddenly struck by a knife behind her. She looked at Qiao Qiao, who was buying sugar cane on the street, and gave her a wink. , And then follow the instructions of the people behind to go to places with few people.

It's not just the two of them who came out to buy things this time. Jing Yan couldn't worry about the two of them, so he came out with them, but he didn't get out of the car. He had been sitting in the car wearing a Bluetooth headset and communicating with others in English.

At that glance, Qiao Qiao should have understood it.

When she walked out of the street immediately, she dared to look in the direction of Qiao Qiao and found that she was gone. If no accident happened, she had already gone to Jing Yan.

"boarding!"

The tone of the man's voice is very strange. The poor Chinese pronunciation is extremely inaccurate. Dong Ci obediently followed him into the car and glanced at the man with Yu Guang, feeling that he was familiar.

Mike?

She quickly remembered the man. Dong Ci remembered that Jing Rong once said that he was the leader of the group of soldiers.

There was only Mike in the car. He looked embarrassed, with scratches on his fingers and cheeks. As soon as he got into the car, he **** Dong Ci and gasped towards the deserted suburbs.

His breathing was intense, and it was clearly winter, but he had been sweating coldly on his forehead, and his driving hand was very unstable.

"Shit!"

The man suddenly screamed violently, and then the car rushed forward like crazy. Dong Ci was hit by the car and hit the window. She groaned and saw that there were several black cars outside the window. Quickly chasing them.

Mike was a desperate at this time. He was desperate to drive the car to the fastest. His vigorous movements made his wrists tremble more. Dong Ci noticed that there was a small blood flowing down his sleeve. There were shocking marks on the back of his hand.

he is injured?

Before Dong Ci looked closely, Mike roared again. Dong Ci looked down his sight and found a modified black car to his right rushed out, just not to go on his way. Mike desperately scolded and turned the steering wheel quickly.

Dong Ci had closed his eyes to prepare for the collision of the two cars, but with a harsh rubbing sound, the car stopped dangerously.

The surrounding air became a little weird, Dong Ci slowly opened her eyes with her fists clenched, but before she could see the surrounding scene clearly, she was caught around her neck. Mike pressed the knife against her chest, struggling to make the last.

'boom--'

Dong Ci didn't expect that it would end so soon. When Mike threatened her with a knife, he had already been shot by Jing Yan before he could say a complete sentence.

A few drops of warm blood splashed on Dong Ci. She shook her hand and touched it gently. She sideways found that Jing Yan pressed Qiao Qiao into her arms with no expression on her face. After glancing at Dong Ci, he lowered his head and coaxed Qiao Qiao.

Just one second before, he shot and killed someone with Mukang's eyes blinking, and the next second, as if nothing had happened.

There was a cold breath spreading upwards along the toes. Dong Ci only felt that her whole body's blood would be frozen. She blinked to Jing Yan, and the cold reached her heart, making her stunned.

Suddenly she realized that Jing Yan did not disguise, what he really looked like, gentle and indifferent, soft and water-like.

However, this is how he is the most terrible. Talking and laughing, killing invisible, elegant, killing people.

Dong Ci didn't understand how ruthless he was, but Jing Rong felt it deeply.