Chen Jing's right foot was injured, but his left foot was healthy.

“Bang!”

Her left foot, exactly kicked in Josun’s face.Not to look at the thighs, or to look at the trousers, which made Chen Jing completely burst.

“The wolf, the bastard.”Go at the foot, watching Josun sit on the floor, she still is not enough to relieve the scolding.

"Well, we're all adults and old friends, and there's no less meat."

"Don't look, don't think about that."

"You look so good, why can't I think?"

Josong was really curious, he thought of that kind of thing, Chen Jing can control it?

“Hm!Since you said it all, we are old friends.You have the ability to drill my bed and get the first time I want it."

Looking at Josun, Chen Jing suddenly said this sentence.

"Ah?"“Did you get an infection from your wound and have you caused a fever?”

For the first time, Josong put away the color of his face, and nervously walked to Chen Jing, reaching out and touched her forehead.

She has no fever.

What Chen Jing said just now is naturally also angry words.As Josson calmed down, she continued: "We are good friends for a lifetime, and we must not think about it."

This sentence also means that she knows Josun very well.Although he spent his heart on weekdays, he never took half a step for himself.

This year, it is difficult to find a lover, but it can be met eventually.But all my life’s best friends are few.

"Well, as a friend, I'll take care of you the day I get married."

“What if I never marry?”

In the face of this problem, Josun did not reply, just hung the tip of her nose gently with his hand as before.

This small action made Chen Jing also feel the long-lost warmth.

“Thank you, brother.”

“Good night.”

“Good night.”

It was late at night, and Josson was asleep.And Chen Jing was suffering because of the plaster, and his right foot was swollen.Almost all night, she was thinking about the future operation of Ruyi Wine, thinking about how to arrange the right work for Josson.

Thinking, thinking, she suddenly wanted to know, what kind of woman was the birch in Josong's heart?

Can let a guy like Josson, love her not forget, think must be a very beautiful woman.

At dawn, Josson got up early, went to the train station to get his luggage, and bought two more early.Wait for him and Chen Jing, wash up, and finish early.

She also called and was waiting at the hotel door.Her Mercedes-Benz S600 also reveals her identity.

Due to Chen Jing's insomnia at night, she did the back seat alone, and from the beginning of the car, she was a fainting look.

"Let the manager Chen rest more, you sit in front of you!"

“Hmm.”

For Xu Lin's suggestion, Josson naturally agreed to it.In the presence of Chen Jing, he and Xu Lin remained indifferent.

Until the exit of Shenyang, the car drove to the high speed, with the smoothness of the vehicle, Chen Jing finally fell asleep.

"In fact, it should be better to be a train or a plane than to drive yourself."Sitting in the co-pilot’s seat, Josson asked himself curiously.

“In business circles, the car is a status symbol.Do I feel like I’m so ugly?”

"No, I like your honesty."

“Are you holding me off?”

“Yes.”

“Then come on.”

Leaving this sentence, I don't know whether it was encouragement or irony, Xu Lin casually brought herself sunglasses.

The eyes were the window to the heart, and Xu Lin chose to close it.

But the man is a visual animal, and Josun is too lazy to be sensual, and he cares about Xu Lin's proud body.

They say that what you don’t get is the best.This word is inappropriate for Lin.

Her sexy, and mature woman’s taste, kept Josson in it.Especially that night, when Xu Lin entered the mood, she liked to put the position on it.

With the infinite spring in her eyes, she always inadvertently put her long hair behind her ears, absolutely all kinds of style.

This made her Josson, infinitely looking forward to the second coming.So, on this road, he began to make several hints and teasers.

Chen was asleep and couldn’t hear.

Can Chen really hear you?

Luxurious Mercedes, the seat is comfortable, Chen Jing also sleeps unsteady.

When they returned to Huaishi, it was about ten o'clock in the evening.She drove the car directly to the lower house of Xu Lin.

When Josson went to the luggage, the two women were also saying goodbye.

"Manager Chen, take good care of your injuries, if you want wine, you can't live without you."

“Well, thank you, Mr. President.”

After the two said goodbye to each other, Qiao Song also came to Chen Jing and said, "Xiao Jing, I will first hold you upstairs, and then come down to pick up your luggage."

“It’s late, go find your place!”When Chen Jing spoke, his attitude was cold.

It was the first time she had such an attitude between her and Josson.Because at this time, Chen Jing was completely disappointed in his heart.

“Fuck, play me!I don't live here, where do I live?Besides, you have an injury to your feet, and you need to take care of me."

Josun was a little confused, and he didn’t know what happened to Chen Jing.

“Living with a single man and a woman affects my reputation, and Joe is asked to pay attention to the impact.”

Chen Jing said this, listening to Josun ear, a hundred are not used to it.Let him know that Chen Chen is serious at this time.

"Can you go to Xu Lin, aren't you sending her all the way to Qiu Bo?"

“You...”

“What’s the matter with you all the way as a fool?”I’ve been sleeping and giving you a chance.No one cares about you.Josson, you're a total jerk, fuck off."

Josun hooked up with women, Chen Jing did not like, but he could not care.But he started to Xu Lin, Chen Jing can not ignore.

She is her most important client.Because of the color of Josun's color heart and color, it is likely to be destroyed.

“Go away!”Chen Jing once again shouted the word, followed by her high heels, jumping into the hallway with one leg.

Josh finally understood why Chen Jing was angry.

The only thing he could do was to pick up his luggage and get out of here.He knows the importance of Chen Lin.

But men always do, and the temptation never to consider the consequences at the moment.

Out of Chen Jing's community, Qiao Song came to the bus station.Accommodation is too expensive in the heart of Huaixi.

In Shenyang for a few days, and Xu Lin opened a house is a four-star hotel.Then accompany Chen Jing to the hospital and fast hotel.

This makes the Moonlight of Josson, have to break the finger to spend money.

A short time later, he boarded the 12 bus, which was the West Third Ring Road in Huaixi, where accommodation was cheap.

Just the car has just driven two stations, accompanied by a prompt sound: "City No. 2 station, please get off, take you with you..."

Sitting in a dazed chorus, it was natural to pick up the luggage and go down from behind.

It wasn’t until the car left that he reacted, and he went early.What’s worse is that it was the last bus.

This is also the city center, and the city's second middle school is a provincial key high school, and the surrounding accommodation is more expensive.

And Joss is getting off here, for a reason.This was once his school, and it was the place where he dreamed of sailing.

“Ha!”Standing at the door of the alma mater, Jossun couldn't help but smile.

Because of the feeling of depression in his heart at this time, he would like to be alone here for a while.Pulling the bulky suitcase, he walked toward the back door of the school.

It is the place where he is most familiar and full of memories.

In the middle of the night, the autumn wind is severance.On the quiet road, empty.Josun strolled in it, looked at the dark street lamp in front of him, and gave him a sense of crossing for a while.

As if you can go back to school again.Then everything will start again.

As he walked to the back door, he finally stopped and looked at a large, ancient sycamore tree.

There are some of his most beautiful memories.

Chen Jing said that Josun had not forgotten the past.He was so hard on his mouth that it was all over.

And standing in front of the sycamore tree, Josun also had no way to deceive himself.

“Josson.”Perhaps the touch was too deep, and even Josson had the illusion that she was calling her own name.

“Josson, is that you?”

When the second voice sounded, it was also coming from under the sycamore tree, and Josson knew that everything was not an illusion.

Late at night in early autumn, it was cold, but not cold.Looking at the sycamore tree, Josong's body began to tremble.

She, back.

She cut her long hair, and the lady who had just passed the ear root had short hair and had a different style.Let her look even more beautiful.

In this autumn night, looking at her eyes with a slight tear, Josong thought he was in a dream.

Honestly, I miss that tree.