"Jiaren, you won't do this to me, please, please..." Meng Kui knelt down excitedly, begging desperately to Jing Jiaren, tears rolling in her eyes.
"I can't frame Mr. Jian..."
“It’s really not possible!!!!”
"I'm helping you." Jing Jiaren frowned, "Idiot, stop crying, you are the child's mother now..."
"If you help me, just ask the young master for mercy and let him let my brother go. I won't ask for anything else."
She kowtowed excitedly on the bed, and the chain was of limited length, tightly constricting her body.
…
On the ship, the French lunch is extremely luxurious.
The dishes are delicate in texture, the sauces are delicious, and the tableware is gorgeous. It can be called a kind of art.
The leading man was wearing a woolen military coat and a navy hat, with a five-pointed star on his shoulder. He held the silver fork and cut it a few times before putting it down without any interest.
In the empty restaurant, several chefs stood behind him and asked nervously:
"Sir, what is it that doesn't suit your taste?"
Jian Chenche threw down the tableware.
He bought this cruise ship in K city and transferred the funds directly from his account. He has private banks all over the world, and he can transfer money by matching his fingerprint with his identity.
I am just afraid that one day I will end up on the street, just in case.
[Mr. Jane, the most romantic thing I can think of is to eat hamburgers, fried chicken, potato chips, rice noodles, egg tarts, bean buns and squid sticks with you...]
As soon as Jian Chenche raised his hand, it seemed as if a smiling face was sitting next to him, holding the sun in his hands, and his eyes were smiling brightly.
"Sir, whatever you want to eat, we can make it right away."
The chef brought a luxurious order book.
Jian Chenche flipped through the entire book, but there was nothing he wanted to eat.
He reported these things coldly, and several chefs were stunned.
What’s worth eating about this kind of fast food?
Jian Chenche slammed the order on the table: "Hurry up and do it!"
[Mr. Jane, you frowning like this is not cute at all.]
Mengkui tilted her head and smiled, then reached out to stroke his brow.
And he subconsciously reached out and knocked her hand off...
He would always be impatient with her touching him and resist her, but she would always persist in getting closer to him.
Jian Chenche hit it with his hand and got a touch of air.
Feeling irritable, he got up and walked out of the cabin, standing on the railing.
It takes about 2 months to get to the United States by ship from China.
Jian Chenche did not choose to take a plane because Ximen Longting's forces are all over China, especially the forces of Ximen Longting and Leng Lintian in K City. He would probably be arrested as soon as he entered the customs.
The half-month journey on the sea felt longer than ever to him.
The point is, he seems to be possessed by a demon, and he always thinks of that woman and her smile.
It took more than half a year of getting along with him to get him used to Meng Kui's existence.
She is a woman who doesn't even sleep quietly. She makes noises at all times and disturbs him, so that he can't ignore her existence.
[Mr. Jane...] She usually calls him this.
[Boss Jane...] She called him that when she was happy.
[Jian Dashuai...] In bed, she prefers to call him this...
Jian Chenche has a cold personality and prefers a quiet environment. He never thought that he could stand such a noisy woman.