The boss comes down the mountain, the shady second master is addicted to flirting

No matter how upright and upright Xie Jingshen is, he still can't resist the one he likes taking the initiative to throw himself into his arms.

Tang Qingnian was beautiful, and she slept deeply all night with Xie Jing in her arms.

Xie Jingshen stayed up all night.

It's still dark.

Maybe the medicine took effect and all the yin energy in the body was forced out of the body. Tang Qingnian gradually felt that his body was getting warmer. He hugged Xie Jingshen because it was too hot and kicked him away.

Xie Jingshen was closing her eyes to rest her mind. She had not slept all night and was a little drowsy.

The little girl let go of his clothes and waist, and rolled from his arms to the other side.

That's all.

The legs that were originally wrapped around his body actually gave him a hard kick after they were retracted.

It directly kicked away his hazy sleepiness.

It’s not like he’s never seen someone burn a bridge across a river!

I’ve never seen one dismantled so quickly!

When she needed him, she pitifully told him not to leave, held him tightly and never let go, kept digging into his chest, and immediately kicked him away when she was no longer needed. I really didn’t realize that this little girl was actually a little heartless.

Xie Jing was deeply depressed after being kicked.

But what can he do?

Who made him like it.

Just pamper her.

Xie Jingshen usually has a very regular schedule. She goes to bed early and gets up early. She gets up at five in the morning to copy sutras. Although I didn't sleep all night, I closed my eyes and rested my mind, and my biological clock was on time. After being kicked again, I didn't feel sleepy at all, so I turned over and sat up from the bed.

Tang Qingnian rolled out of his arms and almost touched the edge of the bed on the other side.

Xie Jingshen put on her shoes and walked around to the other side of the bed.

Half squatting beside the bed, he checked the injury on her neck.

When he first saw her last night, she was unconscious and there was a black patch on her neck. It was like a scar left after being pinched hard by a monster's claws. It was dark, deep and shocking. In just one night, Wu Qing's injury turned into only a shallow layer of dark red, which was almost invisible to the naked eye. It's probably because her skin is too tender and white that she stands out a little.

Xie Jingshen saw with her own eyes how terrible her injuries were last night. At this moment, she had to sigh with emotion. The master who made those elixirs and ointments was really powerful. He still hasn't realized what kind of boss he has fallen in love with. Mr. Zuo said that her master was not a vegetarian, so Xie Jingshen subconsciously concluded that those elixirs and ointments were made by her master.

Seeing that her injuries were almost healed, Xie Jing felt relieved and couldn't help but look at her carefully.

The little girl now slept much more peacefully than last night.

Her long hair spreads naturally on the pillow, and she breathes shallowly. The long and dense eyelashes flickered and trembled slightly with the ups and downs of breathing. The neck is slender, with delicate collarbones vaguely visible. The lips are pink and tender, not dotted but red. It has the youthfulness and tenderness of a girl, but also a kind of lazy demureness. Like a sleeping little beast, innocent and cute, without any sense of danger. There are a few messy strands of hair on the forehead, which adds a bit of silent seduction to this innocent and cute look.

Xie Jing looked deeply at the sleeping Tang Qingnian and felt the unknown fire in her heart burning up again.

She just lay on his bed quietly.

Close at hand.

It seemed that he could easily kiss her if he lowered his head slightly.

Such temptation is fatal to Xie Jingshen.

His throat couldn't help but feel dry and itchy.

The Adam's apple rolled hard.

With difficulty he got out of sight.

He had to calm down immediately.

He reached out casually to straighten the corner of her quilt.

Just as he was about to go to the bathroom to take a shower, he saw the wooden hairpin she used to fall on the carpet in front of the bed. He bent down to pick it up and put it on the bedside table for her, and then went to the bathroom with red eyes. .

After taking a shower.

Changed into casual clothes for home.

Xie Jingshen went to the study room to copy scriptures as usual.

Heidou lay beside the bed all night, silently and silently, and was woken up by the sound of Xie Jingshen getting up. It just raised its head and glanced at him, then lay down and closed its eyes. It was wherever Tang Qingnian was. Xie Jingshen went to the bathroom to take a shower and to the study to copy scriptures. It did not react at all and guarded Tang Qingnian every step of the way.

In the study room.

Xie Jingshen sat in front of the mahogany desk, holding a small Ye Zhennan writing brush in her right hand and copying Buddhist scriptures with her head down.

The posture is as straight as a green pine.

Handsome and indifferent.

Out of the dust like a fairy.

In the copper stove on the side of the desk, fine sandalwood is burning.

The blue smoke is misty.

A light fragrance in the room.

What he copied today was the "Pan Ruo Heart Sutra". Although the content is not long, it can help believers deeply understand the nature of their own hearts and thus gain deep peace. He has been practicing cursive since he was a child, and his handwriting is elegant and flowing. But every time he copied Buddhist scriptures, he would deliberately use Xingkai script. Compared with cursive script, regular script is more neat and pious.

Seven o'clock.

Xie Jingshen came out of the study.

Went straight downstairs to the kitchen.

It is said that with his family background, he has been pampered since childhood, so he should not be able to cook. But Xie Jingshen was different from the ordinary rich man. He studied abroad and ate Western food until he felt sick, so he started cooking by himself. Later, when he was doing business and felt irritable, cooking could bring him short-term relaxation, so he became more and more interested in cooking. Whatever he wanted to eat, he would make some. Over time, I actually developed good cooking skills.

When he is not in the group, he almost always cooks by himself.

Tang Qingnian stayed at his place last night, so of course he had to behave well.

Tang Qingnian slept until eight o'clock.

The Yunding Huating is extremely beautiful in autumn. The shadows of the trees outside the window are whirling and the frost-colored leaves are beating. The precious flowers and plants are covered with a thin layer of mist, shy and timid, and extremely beautiful. When Xie Jingshen left, she opened the window to let some air in. There was a bleak and intoxicating feeling unique to autumn in the air.

Tang Qingnian used to put his mobile phone on the bedside table.

Before opening his eyes, his fingers were groping for the bedside table.

After touching for a long time, I only found a wooden hairpin.

She suddenly fell asleep.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

The sight she saw scared her and her heart beat wildly.

Light cyan sheets and quilts, a mahogany retro large bed, and all the surrounding furnishings are luxurious and low-key. In addition to her own wooden hairpin, there was also a string of bodhi seed beads that looked very familiar to her.

Everything that happened last night suddenly came to mind in fragments.

She vaguely remembered that when she was about to fall into coma, she smelled the special aura that belonged to Xie Jingshen.

Look again at the familiar string of prayer beads still on the bedside table.

and so……

This is Xie Jingshen's room!

Then it was not the pillow she hugged and slept on all night, but Xie Jingshen himself!

If she said that, she felt hot, and the thing she kicked away was not a pillow!

I go!

Tang Qingnian really wanted to die this minute!

Ke Fan said that the second master of the Xie family believed in Buddhism and was ascetic, not close to women, had a bad temper, and was unstable. Not only did she hold him as a pillow and sleep all night, she also kicked him away!

Tang Qingnian.

You are very brave!

It's really yours.

Anyone dares to kick!

What should we do now?

Who will save her?