Since then, I have become the most beautiful boy among the anchors

When he realized what the other party meant, Zhang Jing blushed to the point of bleeding, and quickly covered his upturned tail to restrain his attitude, "I, I'll call grandma." After speaking, he fled in despair.

Crouching in the yard, he patted his hot cheeks and muttered, what a foul.

Calm down and call grandma. The shopping is still going on there. Zhang Jing knows that she will definitely buy a lot of things, so he tells her worriedly: "Grandma, don't carry things by yourself, ask someone to help bring them back."

"Got it, leave me alone and greet the guests quickly. Is there anything your friend likes to eat?"

Zhang Jing really didn't know. The last time the two went to eat, they basically didn't touch each other's dishes. "He... has a relatively light taste, so it should be fine if you don't make heavy flavors."

"Okay, then I'll look at it and buy it."

"Okay. Don't bring things back by yourself!" Zhang Jing repeated.

"Okay, I know, I still know how to spend this money."

When he returned to the tea room, his cookies had already been instigated, and he was lying under Jian Min's slacks, rolling and acting coquettishly, Zhang Jing had a toothache, what about the cold and reserved cat owner?

Jian Min patted his leg. Cookie was very human. Seeing this, he jumped onto his lap, obediently lying on his stomach, flicking his fluffy tail once and for all.

The slender, well-knit hands caressed Cookie's round head, and Cookie held his head upright, arched his head into his palm, and let out a grunt in his throat.

"Are you cute?" Zhang Jing was sour, he looked longingly at Jian Min's hand, he didn't even touch his head.

Jian Min replied indifferently: "Yes."

Zhang Jingwei responded with a grievance, and watched him grope the cat listlessly.

"It's like you."

The three words made Zhang Jing energetic again, and he nodded pretendingly: "Oh~" He started to climb the pole again, "Is it cute?"

Jian Min fell silent, and when Zhang Jing felt that he was really "bringing on himself", he said slowly, "It's as cute as you."

It's not that you are cute, it's that it's cute like you.

Zhang Jing held his beating heart and sighed secretly, it would be easy to have arrhythmia if this continues.

Jian Min stopped, patted the cookie twice, the cat knew what he meant, and reluctantly "meowed", but the other party still didn't intend to touch it, so he jumped on the ground and stretched, Walked on catwalk.

"Why don't you touch it?"

Jian Min looked at him with deep eyes, like a lake that has been calm for thousands of years.Zhang Jing was made guilty by him, afraid that his little thoughts would be known, after all, it would be embarrassing to compete with his cat for favor.

"Where is the bathroom?" Jian Min answered irrelevantly.

Zhang Jing watched him wash his hands and asked him, "Is this the only day off?" Tomorrow is Monday.

"Take three days off." After working for several weeks without a break, the old man was still worried about him, so he gave him a vacation.

Zhang Jing blinked: "Is that all right?"

"Ah."

"Then today, do you want to go back today?" Zhang Jing walked up to him and grabbed his clothes again, "We can also relax here, the wind and the scenery are nice."

Jian Min didn't like to cause trouble for others, but seeing Zhang Jing's expectant eyes, he was silent for a while before saying, "I didn't bring a change of clothes."

More and more soft-hearted, more and more unprincipled.

Zhang Jing looked at him in distress, and after a while he said cautiously: "Then what should I do? You can't wear mine~"

Jian Min stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, the soft touch was as soft as others, he walked out, "I'll call and ask the assistant to fetch two pieces."

Zhang Jingru, who was patted on the head, was struck by lightning, and before he had time to recollect it, another surprise hit him, making him dizzy, joy overflowing from his chest, almost drowning him.

He thought to himself, Jian Min looks so cold, but his heart is so soft, but what he doesn't know is that Jian Min only treats him like this.

The assistant was still sleeping back into the cage, and he was awake when he received the call, but Mr. Xiao Jian's words made him confused, and he didn't react when he hung up the phone.

He looked puzzled at the location sent by Jian Min. This morning, Xiao Jian always asked him to locate here, and now he is asked to pack his things. Is this because he is planning to take a vacation there?

But this is not a holiday villa, is it?At most, there is some kind of farmhouse music. Little Jane always prepares... Farmhouse music?

The assistant felt that he must have fallen asleep, but he didn't dare to delay. After washing up, he immediately drove to Jian Min's residence to pick up his luggage.

Auntie had already packed the suitcase and was waiting for him to come and pick it up.

"Hey, Mr. Jane, where are you going? Why didn't you inform me in advance?"

The assistant knew that this was the aunt sent over by Mrs. Jane's family, but he was not working for that side, so he could only smile and say, "I don't know, I was just notified. I have to go quickly, not too late It's gone." After saying that, he slipped away with his suitcase.

When Jian Min received the call from his assistant, he was busy with Zhang Jing and the others in the kitchen. The old lady had bought a lot of dishes, and she looked as if she was about to prepare a full banquet for Han and Chinese. Fortunately, Zhang Jing stopped him and said that this time he was the chef, so There are so many things that he can't finish by himself, and the old lady helps out, so he can't be idle, so he rolls up his sleeves to help.

"Excuse me, answer the phone." After greeting the two of them, he wiped his hands with a clean towel.The assistant said that he had arrived, "Well, I'll come out and get it."

When the assistant saw someone coming out, he hurried over with the suitcase, "Mr. Jian, your clothes."

"Well, it's troublesome." Jian Min took the small box.

Assistant: "Boss Jane is being serious, it's my job..." He suddenly caught a glimpse of Jian Min's rolled-up sleeves, his hands seemed a little wet, obviously he was busy just now, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak, he couldn't point his fingers What Zhanyang Chunshui said was Mr. Xiaojian. When Mr. Jian went abroad, he was the one who took care of the daily life. Who would dare to let him do the housework?

"what happened?"

"No." The assistant almost bit his tongue. No matter how curious it was, he didn't dare to glance around. He calmed down, "By the way, when I was picking up the luggage, my aunt asked where you were going, but I didn't say anything."

"Well, you did a great job."

With these words, the assistant didn't want to stay any longer, he secretly calculated that the salary might be raised next month, "Then Mr. Jane, I'll go first."

"En." Jian Min turned around and entered the courtyard.

The assistant glanced twice, this... doesn't look like a farmhouse, does it?Full of suspicion, he could only endure it, and hurried back to Jiangcheng.

Jian Min put the luggage in the packed bedroom, and then went to the kitchen, the old lady had already done all the washing and cutting.

"Quick, don't stand here, there is a lot of oily smoke in the kitchen."

He had no choice but to go out with others, and for the last time he caught a glimpse of Zhang Jing stir-frying decently, with skillful movements, so it turned out that he really knows how to cook.

"Come, drink some water." The old lady brought him another cup of tea, "Do you want some snacks?" She pushed the snacks on the coffee table towards him.

"Thank you, you don't have to trouble."

"Xiao Jian is also from Jiangcheng?" Zhang Jiayun always felt that she couldn't handle him, and didn't know what to say.

Jian Min: "Yeah." He could see the old lady's restraint, and said, "Jing Jing is filial, and he will come back as soon as he is on vacation."

It was only after mentioning the old lady Zhang Jing that he relaxed, and said with a smile: "Yes, this child was raised by my side, and he is closer to me."

Jian Min looked up at her, "Raised by your side?"

"That's right, I didn't return to Jiangcheng to study until I was in school, but I will come back on weekends, summer vacations and winter vacations. I am busy in high school, and I only have one day on weekends. He is a little motion sick. I told him not to come back. It's too much trouble, so when he is on vacation I can't sit still."

The old lady let out a long breath, "You said Jing Jing is so sensible, why doesn't he have any friends? This guy looks alive and kicking at home, but when he goes out, he's wilting. I know he has a friend named Xuanxuan after all these years. Come here I was shocked when I was there, I didn't expect him to know a friend like you."

"I'm always worried about him when he goes to school. I'm worried that he'll be bullied. I'm worried that I won't tell me. I can't ask his dad anything." Zhang Jiayun hesitated and asked, "Jingjing shouldn't be bullied at school. Bar."

After listening to her words, Jian Min thought deeply: "He didn't tell me, but his temper shouldn't cause trouble."

The old lady waved her hand: "He looks different when he is at home and outside." As she spoke, she suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not right, and she quickly changed the subject, "Do you want to see the pictures of Jingjing when he was young? He was very cute when he was young. I I'll find it for you."

Zhang Jiayun took out a very thick photo album and showed him page by page, "From Jing Jing's birth to now, he has taken pictures every year on his birthday, and he also takes some pictures in normal times."

Jian Min turned to one and stopped, the old lady hugged him in her arms, the boy was very sick, he didn't look angry at all.

Zhang Jiayun explained to him: "Jingjing was born prematurely. He was in poor health when he was young, and he fell ill every now and then. This time, he was scared and sick because of the child's pranks and locked him up. He has been sick for a long time." Thinking of this old lady, she became angry and her tone was very serious. not good.

After flipping through a photo album, Jian Min didn't see the photo of Zhang Jing's parents. He was about to say something when Zhang Jing interrupted him, "Grandma, the dishes are ready."

"Here we come." Zhang Jiayun put away the photo album and went to the kitchen to serve the dishes.

The three of them ate together, with Zhang Jing present, not only was it not embarrassing, but it felt warm.

After eating, Zhang Jing was in a good mood and had to wash the dishes. This time, Jian Min ate a lot, and his favorite food was the white-cut imperial concubine chicken and the eight-treasure winter melon cup.

Grandma was going to take a lunch break, and Jian Min helped him clean up the table. Seeing the smiles on his eyes and brows, he asked, "You're in such a good mood?"

Zhang Jing looked at him, his dark eyes seemed to be thinking of something, and he suddenly said, "I heard it!"

Jian Min: "Huh?"

He was old-fashioned, and said with a serious face: "I heard you complimenting me in your heart that my cooking is very delicious."

Jian Min actually laughed when he heard the words, and said in a soft, deep voice, "Jingjing, why are you so cute?"

The author has something to say: small theater, Jing Bao: cute and lovely.