On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month in the past, Jing Zeheng was used to staying alone in the apartment and hiding in peace. This year it was different. He carried the cloth for the child for a day.

I have to say that carrying a cloth is much more interesting than reading books by yourself.

Especially when I saw her happy smiling face and caring from time to time.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Uncle Wang finally saw the last guest away. When they finally set out on the way back to the bedroom, Chen Fanyin looked at Jing Zeheng with real worries.

Chen Fanyin is really worried.

She was so old that she had to be a coolie with her. She was frightened when she saw it and wanted to push him aside countless times to do it.

But he was particularly persistent, and she couldn't take a step further to the fabric rack.

She also thought about taking a break today, but she couldn't afford to waste it. But the first day of work started today and she couldn't finish the cutting work.

So she could only hold her heart and watch him work for herself.

Jing Zeheng suddenly said, "I'm very tired, press it for me?"

Chen Fanyin: “…?”

Chen Fanyin couldn't help but blush when he entered a man's bedroom for the first time in 22 years.

His bedroom is basically the same as hers, with gray decorations and no extra decorations, and his cool appearance is particularly in line with his personality.

Jing Zeheng was not at all uncomfortable and lay on the bed: "Come on."

Chen Fanyin covered his eyes with one hand: "Brother, why don't I invite you to the massage parlor?"

Compared to this embarrassment, she would rather spend some money!

Just think it was to give him wages.

"It's New Year's Eve tomorrow. Where do you want to find a massage parlor?" Jing Zeheng's voice was a little dull.

He turned around and looked at Chen Fanyin who was still standing by the door: "If you don't want to, I'll just lie down for a while."

"No, no, I'll do, I'll do."

Chen Fanyin hurried over.

Jing Zeheng helped her work on this day, and she was indeed much more efficient than working on her own, and she was not that tired.

Thank you for what you should thank. You can’t let others digest it yourself after working hard, right?

Chen Fanyin took a deep breath, shook his hand, and pinched Jing Zeheng's shoulder.

She tried to use some strength: "Is that OK?"

"Yes." Jing Zeheng responded.

The child's hands were extremely soft, and he could feel her warm palm through the fabric, and her delicate force was like itchy tickling.

He closed his eyes and laughed silently.

Chen Fanyin pressed her very attentively. When she pressed her back, she didn't feel uncomfortable and said, "Brother, I can't use up my strength."

“Go to bed.”

He said, moving a little further.

"oh."

Chen Fanyin kicked off his slippers and knelt down next to him. This time he felt much more comfortable.

She was concentrating on giving him massage when the door suddenly sounded, and Yan Ya's voice came from outside: "Aheng, aren't you sleeping? Mom has something to tell you."

Chen Fanyin paused his hand, and before he could react, he heard Jing Zeheng say, "Please come in."

Yan Ya pushed open the door directly, and as soon as she came in, she was stunned.

There are two people in the bed...two people...people...

Seeing Yan Ya's dull expression, Chen Fanyin suddenly realized a key issue-

It's almost midnight, she is giving him a massage in Jing Zeheng's room?!

In this scene, the police came to arrest her and she had no shame to say that she was wronged.

She knelt down there, staring at Yan Ya blankly, her eyes were sincere but her voice was faint: "Auntie, I said I gave him a massage, do you believe it?"

Jing Zeheng turned over, and his handsome face looked more lazy.

He picked up the water cup and took a sip, then asked, "Mom, what's wrong?"

Yan Ya came back to her senses and frowned and looked at him: "You gave you a massage in the middle of the night?"

Chen Fanyin got out of bed in a hurry and looked for slippers while saying, "My brother helped me carry the cloth for a day today. He is tired. I, I should be... "

Yan Ya picked up the pillow on the sofa and smashed it at Jing Zeheng: "You are not tired when you lift dumbbells in the gym for two hours. Are you still pretentious when you help Yinyin move some cloth?"

Jing Zeheng was taken a moment, and knew that it would be impossible to get a child to massage him tonight.

He put the pillow aside and gave a reasonable explanation: "I didn't sleep well last night and was in poor spirits."

Yan Ya ignored his quibbling at all and said to Chen Fanyin: "Yinyin, don't pay attention to him, he is just bullying you! Be good, baby, you go back to rest, you're exhausted from working for the whole day."

Chen Fanyin was so embarrassed that she heard Yan Ya say this, she immediately responded, said good night in a hurry, and slipped out of the room in a hurry.

Yan Ya waited for her to return to the room before closing the door, went to Jing Zeheng's bed, and slapped him again: "You are idle!"

In response to this, Jing Zeheng could only say: "I'm so tired."

"You are so exhausted!" Yan Ya glared at him in anger, "I dare to bully Yinyin again, I will give you a discount on my legs!"

Jing Zeheng: "Okay."

He sat upright and asked, "Do you have something to do?"

Yan Ya's anger froze: "I'll forget you all!"

“…”

"Oh yes, it's still about the Luo family... Don't be shady. We have discussed it and don't plan to force you to marry A Ning!" Yan Ya glared at him, "Ahan also has a girlfriend, so it's even more impossible for him."

Jing Zeheng held the water cup and said lightly: "That's it."

"Forget it?" Yan Ya was angry and laughed, "Is it okay to be sure that things I have planned for so many years?"

"What?" Jing Zeheng was in a good mood at this moment, and he rarely had the intention of joking, "I'll buy two dogs to get them married?"

Yan Ya: “…”

She is increasingly using this bastard thing to exchange for the little beloved next door!

Yan Ya was silent for a while, chose to ignore his words and said to herself: "We have discussed it. Isn't Yinyin not having a boyfriend yet? Luo Jing is a talented person and a designer. He must have a common language with Yinyin."

Jing Zeheng's good mood instantly disappeared.

He looked at Yan Ya and his voice became a little colder: "Mom, do you think that I need to sell me...my sister to do it before I can do it?"

"What's the point of selling!" Yan Ya glared at him, "If you really want to sell one, you can't sell the voice even if I sell it."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, Yinyin has been hateful for men for a long time. Your second aunt has been fucking her so much. You are the brother, and she has gotten along well with Yinyin, and she also trusts you. Your father discussed with your Uncle Luo, and let her meet Luo Jing during the Chinese New Year—"

"It's not appropriate for our elders to do this. You can accompany Yinyin at that time. If she feels good about Luo Jing, you can withdraw. If she doesn't think it's okay... you can bring her back first, don't let her suffer. Let's talk about the rest later."

"Oh," Jing Zeheng heard this, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, I will definitely be with her."

"Okay, don't worry about your work," Yan Ya patted his shoulder, "Go to bed early."

"Good night."

He was the only one left in the room, he was silent, with a more slaughtering breath in his eyes.

Go on a blind date with her?
Chapter completed!