Tomorrow can be expected + extra episode

The two of them cook alternately, one for one day.

What felt like a long vacation at first came to an end in a blink of an eye.

The day after tomorrow, Jane Ting will return to England.

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During the day, Jane Ting handed over the work at hand to an English teacher in the third grade.

Amid the voices of students' persuasion and regret, Jane Ting completed her work as a substitute teacher.

She went home early, went to the supermarket, and bought a lot of vegetables.

Tonight, she will have to stay with her children after she retires.

But when it was time for dinner, he received a call from the other party.

Jiang Chen can't come back for dinner tonight.

There is a temporary dinner, and it is hard to win the opportunity.

The future of a certain part of the company's business is determined, and Jiang Chen, the company's boss, has no choice but to go.

Jane didn't feel wronged when she hung up the phone.

When she was working by herself, she might not have encountered such a time.

In the same industry, she can best understand the nature of the other party's work.

It's just that it's a pity to look at the dishes on the table.

But that's okay, at worst, I'll do it again tomorrow.

Jane listened to herself picking out the dishes on the plate, and had a hasty dinner.

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The TV in the living room was on all the time. After waiting until 11:[-], Jane Ting finally waited until the elevator door rang.

She got up immediately, never thinking that the person outside opened the door before herself.

Jiang Chen was supported by Qiao Mujun and couldn't even open his eyes.

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At this moment, Qiao Mujun supported Jiang Chen with one hand and the other's key with the other, and looked at the person standing by the door with a flattering expression.

For some reason, Qiao Mujun suddenly felt very empty.

"Sorry, listen Jane. It was originally my job tonight, but the other party was a female boss who asked Ah Chen to drink, and refused me to replace the wine at all. Can you understand the domestic wine table culture?"

"I, I actually don't want her to get so drunk. I also know that she basically doesn't drink at all. But this case is very important to the company, and I can't hold her back..."

Jane Ting frowned and sighed deeply.

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☆、Chapter 158

The author has something to say: today's first update

Jian Ting and Qiao Mujun worked together to help Jiang Chen to the side of the sofa.

Drunk people let themselves slump on soft sofas as soon as they touched them.

Qiao Mujun just wanted to help the person on the sofa slip his shoes, but he didn't move.

With Jane listening, what's the matter with her, Qiao Mujun?

She is carrying a keychain now, and she just feels that there is no place for a single dog here.

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Jane listened to help Jiang Chen, who was lying on the sofa, drag his high heels.

Fortunately, these two people supported him all the way back without spraining his feet.

Jiang Chen's complexion was flushed, there was still a little sweat on his forehead, and his frowning brows could not be relaxed.

Jane Ting's heart tightened, and the movement of reaching out her hand became extremely cautious.

She brushed the hair from the other side's forehead to her ears, and unconsciously bit her lower lip tightly, feeling more worried in her heart.

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"What about you, Mu Jun? Are you not drunk?"

Jane Ting planned to go to the kitchen to make some hangover soup, but when she turned around, she realized that Qiao Mujun was still there.

"Oh me, I don't drink much. And I'm never drunk."

Director Qiao, who was fearful at the wine table, shrank into a quail when facing Jane Ting,

"Then what, Jane, I have to get up early tomorrow because I have something to do, so I'll go back first?"

"Oh, okay, I'll see you off."

"No, no, you should stay here and take care of Ah Chen."

Before the elevator closed, Qiao Mujun pressed the door open button,

"By the way, Jane listen?

"what?"

"If Ah Chen feels uncomfortable in a while, you can call Wen Yang. She will tell you what to do."

Strange name?

Jane Ting's eyes trembled a little, and she was about to speak, but the other party didn't give her a chance.

"Oh, that's right. Don't get me wrong. Wen Yang is just Ah Chen's life assistant, she just knows a little more about pediatrics than us."

Jane nodded,

"I see. I'll call her if I need to."

Maybe it was because both of them were impatient, and neither of them realized that Jane Ting had no way of knowing Wen Yang's mobile phone number.

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The soup pot in the kitchen is inseparable from people, so Jane Ting can only stay in the kitchen, watching the hangover soup while paying attention to the movement in the living room.

Fortunately, the person on the sofa seemed to be a kid with a good wine taste. After a while, Jiang Chen didn't make a sound.

Jane Ting filled a bowl of hangover soup and brought it to the tea table, sat cross-legged on the carpet and waited.

Listening to the other party's regular breathing, she was reluctant to wake up.

She resigned herself to her fate and got up, so she could only let the sober soup cool down.

If the bedroom is on the first floor, maybe Jane Ting will still want to work hard to make this drunk child return to his bed and sleep more comfortably.

But because of the stairs, and because the master bedroom and the guest room are on the second floor, she could only choose to give up this idea.

She went upstairs resignedly, intending to get a quilt down.

When I walked to the door of the master bedroom, I suddenly remembered that I didn't know the password.

Jane paused in front of the coded door of the master bedroom, dazed for a while before turning to the next room.

He took the quilt on his bed and went back to the living room, carefully covering Jiang Chen's body.

She subconsciously sat on the carpet next to the sofa, and Jiang Chen's eyes were close at hand.

Those who have not drunk, at this moment, are actually a little drunk.

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Maybe it was because Jane Ting's gaze was too hot, the person on the sofa suddenly coughed.

Jiang Chen opened his eyes, but the next moment he closed them again in pain because of alcohol.

Hearing her forbearance humming, Jane couldn't have any other emotions in her heart.

She propped herself up and squeezed on the edge of the sofa, massaging the sun xué on both sides of Jiang Chen with her hands.

I just hope this can ease the discomfort of the other party.

"Are you okay? Is your head hurting?"

Concern slipped out of his mouth so easily.

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Jiang Chen was really drunk.

If she hadn't been drunk, she wouldn't have pushed away these pain-relieving hands suddenly.

she cried,

"who are you?"

When she is sober, she will not fail to recognize Jane Ting.

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Jane was about to be laughed out of anger.

She now wants to take back the judgment she made in the kitchen just now.

Where is the fuel-efficient lamp for this drunk kid?

It's her best to turn face and deny people.

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"What are you laughing at? Who are you? Why are you at my house?"

Jiang Chen was so drunk that his eyes opened and closed, the world in front of him was spinning.

She shook her head hard, but the person sitting beside her was still blurred.

Jane watched her move a little funny.

Do you want to answer the drunkard's question seriously?

It was during the hesitation that the drunk man on the sofa got the strength from nowhere, turned over in an instant, stood up and rushed towards her.

Before Jane could respond, Jiang Chen knocked to the ground.

"Deng", a muffled sound.

It hurts to hear.

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"Are you all right?"

Jane Ting hurriedly knelt on the ground, trying to check the other party's injury.

But the drunk who worried her would never let her touch him.

"Who are you? Why are you at my house? Woooooo~~~"

Well, even with the voice, there was only grievance left.

Jane is not in the mood to be funny right now.

My whole heart was pulled up.

She only thought that the drunk man in her arms could wake up a little bit, so that she could check if the other party's knee was injured...

"I'm Jane Ting. Don't touch the kid, let me see if you're knocking?"

Perhaps it was the anxiety in Jane's voice that played a role, and the drunk who was twitching his hands and feet finally stopped tossing.

Jiang Chen left Jane Ting's embrace, and leaned against the armrest of the sofa, seemingly unsure,

"Are you Jane listening?"

"Well, I'm Jane Ting."

Jane was convinced.

To have to prove to a drunk one day that she is herself?

Jiang Chen really made her lose her temper at all.

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"..."

Jane didn't understand anything.

what happened?

How do you admit that you are yourself and still make people quiet?

There was silence in the living room for a while, and the only drunk looked up at the ceiling, then groped back to the sofa.

At the end, I also know to pull the quilt for myself.

"Oh. Liar."

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Jane Ting didn't intend to dwell on this meaningless question.

She lifted a corner of the quilt and pulled up Jiang Chen's trouser legs as carefully as possible.