The information department of sg Group lasted all night for a while before completely clearing all the messages online. At the same time, there were those who saved the pictures for people, and the phone was formatted without formatting them, and the things inside were completely cleared.

During this period, Ji Rufeng kept staring at him, afraid of any laziness or omissions.

When he dragged his body back home, it was already dawn on the third day. Zhao Jian was upset for two days before he fell asleep. He was sleeping in a deep state.

Ji Rufeng looked at her and slowly hugged her into her arms.

He wanted to hug her with the best strength, apologize, and express his heart, but in the end, he was still afraid that he would wake her up, so he could only restrain himself.

He hugged her in his arms, but he couldn't help but say, "I'm sorry, Ah Jian..."

It's all his fault.

If he hadn't painted that painting, if he had framed it and brought it home, no matter what kind of practice would have caused the results today.

"Um..." Just as he was chattering, he felt angry and devastated, Zhao Jian murmured in his arms, moved his body, and opened his eyes, "What are you nagging?"

Ji Rufeng didn't expect that he would wake up the person. He was stunned. His mind, which had not been asleep for a day or two nights, had not yet reacted. He asked a little dull: "I, did I wake you up?"

Zhao Jian pursed his lips, "Yes."

With eyes facing each other, Zhao Jian pulled him, buried his whole body in his arms, and said, "Go to sleep, let's talk about anything when you get up tomorrow."

Ji Rufeng thought she was sleepy and nodded. After lying down, she fell asleep first.

In the darkness, Zhao Jian silently curled the corners of his lips and closed his eyes.

Ji Rufeng didn't sleep for a day or two nights and was very distressed. When he woke up, it was already the next afternoon.

Zhao Jian was not around, so he hurriedly got up and saw Zhao Jian sitting on the carpet on the balcony. There was a lazy sofa there at some time. At this time, she was half lying on the sofa, holding a book reading.

When he got together, she looked over and raised her chin at him. Ji Rufeng realized that there was a thermal bucket on his hand.

When he opened it, the fragrance wafted out. When he looked closely, it turned out to be a bucket of chicken soup, and some medicinal materials seemed to be added to it.

"Give it to me?"

Zhao Jian rolled his eyes. If it weren't for him, would she let him drink it?

"I did it," she said.

Ji Rufeng was happy and then felt a little depressed. Zhao Jian is kind to him now, but if she knew what was going on, she wouldn't use this insulation bucket to kill him?

However, even if he gets beaten, it will be his business after drinking the chicken soup. Let's talk about it when he enjoys it first.

Ji Rufeng used a spoon to make some meat, scooped some soup and started eating it. He ate all the black chicken, including meat and soup, and it was eaten up by him.

After eating, Ji Rufeng burped and sat there for a while, then stood up, bravely walking towards Zhao Jian.

"A Jian." He called her.

Zhao Jian raised his head from the book, "Hmm?"

Ji Rufeng rubbed his hands, "I have something to tell you."

Zhao Jian patted the seat beside him, lowered his head again, and didn't know what was written in the book, so attractive.

Ji Rufeng glanced at that location. In the past, he had come over without her saying it, but now...
Chapter completed!