The fake daughter's husband is reborn

Zhou Jiyun smiled and said, "Speaking of the Xie family, Xie Wuyang sent me a message. When you were asleep, Xie Wuyou had already been sent on the plane."

Xie Jing: "So efficient? Do you think she can really learn a lesson abroad?"

"I don't think so," Zhou Jiyun's voice turned cold. "With Xie Wuyou's temper, going abroad is like going to heaven. The fun there will be even crazier and more excessive than at home."

Xie Jing thought of the fact that tobacco has been legalized in many foreign countries, and nodded: "Yes, she loves to play. When she goes abroad, no one will watch her, so she will definitely indulge herself."

Zhou Jiyun was a little nervous: "Don't you think I'm being too ruthless?"

"Of course not," Xie Jing raised her eyebrows, "I'm not an ungrateful person, and you're venting my anger. Besides, even if there are dangers and temptations abroad, not everyone will indulge themselves when they go abroad."

"Even if Xie Wuyou is really infected with these, it is because she has poor self-control. Everyone who has studied history knows what can be touched and what cannot be touched."

"Otherwise, how can people who have been on vacation, studying and living abroad for a long time control themselves?"

Zhou Jiyun rested his forehead against Xie Jing's: "I hope you don't think I'm cold-blooded."

"Of course not," looking at Zhou Jiyun's face so close to her and the gentle breath falling on her cheek, and then looking at her and Zhou Jiyun's current posture, Xie Jing felt uncomfortable.

She clearly wanted to comfort Zhou Jiyun, but now it became a matter of who comforts whom? She was now sitting astride Zhou Jiyun's thighs, her waist was tightly restrained by Zhou Jiyun, and his hand was still on her back.

Even Xie Jing could feel the warmth of Zhou Jiyun's palm.

He pushed Zhou Jiyun's shoulder calmly and said, "Let me go."

Zhou Jiyun felt it when Xie Jing's body stiffened. Now looking at her pretending to be calm, a smile appeared in Zhou Jiyun's eyes.

It is impossible to loosen up just like that, we have to negotiate the conditions.

He supported Xie Jing's waist with his right hand and hugged her again. Xie Jing subconsciously leaned against his shoulder, her upper body leaned back, and the full force of her body fell on Zhou Jiyun's right hand.

Zhou Jiyun's eyes slid across Xie Jing's hair, passing by her curved willow-leaf eyebrows, her sparkling peach blossom eyes, her straight nose, and finally fell on Xie Jing's lips.

Because of nervousness, Xie Jing's lips were pursed into a straight line, making her lip beads look even smaller and more delicate.

His eyes seemed to be able to visualize things. Wherever he looked, Xie Jing felt that part of her body was burning. In order to break this ambiguous atmosphere, Xie Jing pushed his shoulder again: "Put me down. It would be embarrassing if others saw me."

"This is in our own room, who would come over?" Zhou Jiyun casually replied: "We are a couple and we are close, what's wrong with that?"

Xie Jing knew it. She stared at Zhou Jiyun's flushed face and asked, "What do you want?"

Zhou Jiyun's eyes darkened: "Jingjing, don't ask a man what he wants in bed. What he wants is beyond your imagination."

Xie Jing's heart trembled, and after feeling something, she widened her eyes and struggled to jump down. Zhou Jiyun exerted force on his waist and rolled over, and Xie Jing and Zhou Jiyun changed positions in an instant.

Zhou Jiyun held her head with his left hand to ensure that she would not fall when changing positions, and his right hand came out from behind her waist and intertwined his fingers with hers.

Xie Jing took a breath: "You... are really heavy."

Yesterday he told her about the unbearable lightness of life. Now Xie Jing felt that Zhou Jiyun was the unbearable heaviness of her life. He almost put all the weight on her.

Especially... Xie Jing tried hard to control her gaze from wandering to places she shouldn't be looking at. She clenched her right fist and punched Zhou Jiyun's shoulder: "Get up, your clothes are all wrinkled, and everyone will laugh at you later."

"No, we can just change our clothes and go downstairs later." Zhou Jiyun always had something to say to Xie Jing. This time, he moved slightly and Xie Jing immediately breathed a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been suddenly lifted.

But after hearing what Zhou Jiyun said, her face turned red again, and she looked left and right but not at Zhou Jiyun: "I just took a nap, got up and changed clothes, people will think too much."

Zhou Jiyun laughed softly. He now knew that Xie Jing was just talking nonsense. A master of theory but a novice in practice, she didn't even dare to look below his neck until now. She only dared to look around to cover up.

"We are husband and wife, even if we really... that's normal..."

Xie Jing turned her head and glared at Zhou Jiyun: "You...why are you so..."

"Hmm? What's wrong with me?" Zhou Jiyun came closer to her, his eyes full of smiles. He really liked this kind of atmosphere, close but not intimate.

"Shameless," Xie Jing said, "You... are really shameless."

Zhou Jiyun couldn't hold back his laughter any longer. He buried his head in Xie Jing's neck and laughed heartily. Xie Jing even felt her shoulders tingling. Unconsciously, a smile appeared on her face.

"Jingjing, you lost the game of chess." The laughter gradually died down, and Zhou Jiyun spoke after a long time.

Xie Jing understood: "I know, what do you want to ask for?"

"As for the first request..." Zhou Jiyun seemed to be thinking: "We have to have a meal together every day, regardless of the time, except when I have to go on a business trip."

Xie Jing's heart trembled, and she suddenly thought of the nature of Zhou Jiyun's work. She wanted to contradict Zhou Jiyun: "I usually can't get up in the morning, and you are so busy at work. Grandpa said that you often work overtime and don't come back until midnight."

Zhou Jiyun had already planned everything for Xie Jing: "Jingjing, come to the company to find me after 8 am and we'll have lunch together. If you have classes in the afternoon, I won't work overtime that night and we'll have dinner together."

Xie Jing thought about it and didn't refuse: "But if I go to your company every day, will your employees think that I don't trust you? Come to check on you every day? What if it affects the market?"

"I'm happy with it," Zhou Jiyun said more directly, "If you weren't still studying, I would take you with me wherever I go, and you wouldn't leave my sight for even a moment."

"And how can I be considered popular?" He tapped Xie Jing's nose: "And you know I don't like the opposite sex to get close to me. It really has a psychological shadow."

Xie Jing also thought of the group of secretaries and executives accompanying Zhou Jiyun, all of whom were men.

She wanted to nod and said, "Okay, let's do as you say. If I don't have classes, I'll go to the company to find you."

She is a person who keeps her word, on the one hand because she lost the game of chess today, and on the other hand because Xie Jing also knows that love is not something that can be achieved by one person.