Chapter 1455

"Sister's sister is here." The guard said honestly.

Masati was surprised, "Is she here?"

The doorman didn't speak any more, he walked quickly towards the gate, Masati reacted and hurriedly followed.

"Sister, sister!" At the door, Jing Ming chased the car that was turning around and driving forward, "Stop."

"Mom..." Lin Tongtong stood at the door and called softly excitedly.

Jing Qiu in the car looked at the rearview mirror. In the mirror, the slender man was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a pair of black shiny leather shoes, running like a cheetah.

He patted the rear hood of her car, but when she stepped on the accelerator, the car sped away like an arrow, leaving the man behind the car in a long line of smoke...

Jing Ming stopped, out of breath, and the sweat rolled down his face like beans.

Standing beside Lin Tongtong, Masati asked puzzledly, "Since you're here, why doesn't your aunt get out of the car?"

Lin Tongtong was feeling uncomfortable, she turned her head suddenly after hearing her words: "What do you call her?"

Seeing her red eyes, Marthati felt suspicious and took a step back nervously, "I... Did I say something wrong? Your father's sister, you... Shouldn't you be called aunt?"

Lin Tongtong stared at her and growled, "She is my mother!"

hum...

Ma Sati was stunned, and Lian Jingming came back and dragged Lin Tongtong into the yard. She was still dumbfounded and didn't respond until the guard reminded her that the door was about to be closed, and she came back to her senses.

Halo, that Jing Qiu turned out to be...

Wolf's woman?

its not right! Aren't they siblings?

"Brother Wolf, can I have a chat with you?" After more than ten minutes, Masati came to the living room.

Jing Ming was comforting his sad daughter, he waved his hands impatiently, "Go and rest, don't bother me."

"Oh."

Masati was also savvy, and seeing that the father and daughter were in a bad mood, they also left.

"Why did mother leave?" Lin Tongtong wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and raised her head to ask Jing Ming.

Jing Ming sighed softly, "I guess... I saw a strange woman beside me."

"I know there is a woman by your side, so she wants to go? Is she jealous?"

If so, it means that the mother also likes the father, doesn't it?

Lin Tongtong suddenly felt much better in pain.

Jing Ming smiled embarrassingly, "It would be great if she could be really jealous. To be honest, your mother's thoughts are elusive. Until now, Dad doesn't know what's in her heart."

"Then do you like her?" Lin Tongtong was most concerned about this.

Looking at his daughter's bright and clear eyes, Jing Ming felt sweetness in his heart. His daughter's eyes were too much like Jing Qiu. Looking at her, Jing Ming remembered the scene when he and Jing Qiu went to school hand in hand when they were young...

He smiled, "I like it."

"Then go after her."

"Now?"

"Didn't you say that if I call your father, you will go after your mother?"

Jing Ming paused, and then he held his daughter's face and laughed loudly, "Hahaha... little guy, you called me daddy downstairs just to remind me in front of Miss Ma that I should chase after mom, right? ?”

After speaking, he kissed Lin Tongtong on the cheek.

Lin Tongtong gave him a shy look, blushing like a boiled apple.

She lowered her long eyelashes and said in a low voice: "I won't force you, but from my point of view, I hope that our family will be together. After all, my mother is also single now, but from the perspective of the happiness of both of you, I will Respect your respective choices."

Jing Ming was moved by his daughter's understanding.

He hugged her tightly and stroked her hair, "Thank you, Tongtong, Dad will go after Mom."

Lin Tongtong's nose was so excited, "Thank you, Dad."

...

Emerald Park Apartments.

Jing Qiu took a shower, made a cup of coffee and sat lazily in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows looking at the night scene outside.

My heart is a little lonely, just like the night sky tonight, there is not a single star, and the fog is very heavy.

At this time, the mobile phone placed on the small round table rang.

She picked it up casually, and after looking at it, she put it down again, but let the ringing continue...

When the ringtone was cut off, she raised her cup and took a sip of coffee, and then heard the phone "jingle" again, indicating that the message had arrived.

She turned her head and picked up the phone again, and saw a line of words pop out on the screen——

Please open the door, sister, I am outside.

Heart suddenly jumped.

He still came after him, wounded.

Jing Qiu took a deep breath, put down the cup, got up and tied the belt of his pajamas tightly, and brushed his slightly damp hair before walking over and opening the door.

Seeing her relaxed appearance, just out of the bath, Jing Ming was slightly taken aback.

He was a little embarrassed that his sister, who had always paid attention to her appearance, was so casual in front of him suddenly.

"I can stand a little longer." He smiled slightly.

Is this going to let her change clothes?

Jing Qiu's face was pale, and he lightly closed the skirt of his chest, and gave him a mocking look, "Pretending to be a gentleman in front of me?"

Before, he let women kiss him so casually in the castle.

With a flick of Jing Ming's eyelids, Jing Qiu turned around and left.

He immediately followed in, closed the door, looked down, and found a pair of men's gray and white slippers lying aside, he was stunned again.

"New." Jing Qiu's voice drifted over faintly.

Only then did Jing Ming raise his lips and smile, put on the new pair of slippers and walk to the coffee table, leaning over to pick up a glass to drink water.

"That's what I drank." Jing Qiu turned and looked at him.

"I can drink it." After Jing Ming finished speaking, he raised his neck and drank the water in the glass without hesitation.

A strange feeling slipped in Jing Qiu's heart, she looked away, and she walked to the French window and sat down again.

Jing Ming first went to the dining room to take a look, and saw that there was only a vase on the table, with a pink lily in it. There was a faint fragrance of flowers in the air, and there was no fragrance of vegetables at all.

"Sister, did you have dinner?"

If he guessed correctly, Jing Qiu wanted to have dinner with them in the castle, but after seeing Marshaly, she left.

And after he said a few words to Lin Tongtong, he drove over to chase her. The only difference between the two was when she took a bath, so Jing Qiu must not have had dinner.

"I don't want to eat." Jing Qiu didn't deny it either.

Jing Ming walked up behind her, lowered his eyes, and saw her snow-white chest...

Atrial fibrillation, he hurriedly did not turn his head, "Then change your clothes, I'll take you out to eat."

Jing Qiu grabbed the neckline, his cheeks were slightly warm...

His breath was behind her, and she could feel it deeply, maybe he hadn't taken a good breath all the way here, and he was still panting a little while talking to her, and there was a faint breath of male hormones all over his body.

This breath is too sensual for a mature woman.

Jing Qiu moved forward slightly, stirring the coffee in the cup, "No."

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized something was wrong, and her body tensed up involuntarily.

Behind, Jing Ming bent down, his muscular body covered her whole body, stretched out his long arms, and took her coffee cup away from the table.

She held her breath, her cheeks slowly burning.

It wasn't until his breath was drawn away behind her that she exhaled, "Huh..."

"Sister, you can't just drink coffee, get up quickly." He poured her coffee and urged again.

Jing Qiu's mind was disturbed and he couldn't calm down for a while.

Seeing that she was sitting still, Jing Ming came over again, and lightly pressed his hands on her shoulders...

In an instant, the warmth of his palm penetrated Jing Qiu's heart like an electric current.

She froze.

"Sister, are you angry with yourself, or with me?" He said in a low voice, his voice was thick and magnetic, seductive.

Jing Qiu's heart was pounding, and his legs were inexplicably weak.

After so many years, the breath of this foster brother, his every frown and smile, his voice can still pull her heartstrings...

She should admit that this "heartless" guy hasn't left her heart for twenty years.

In order to avoid the "forced" marriages by her adoptive parents and the second sister-in-law who just came in, she abandoned her daughter and married a European man who was more than 20 years older than herself.

The reason why she married him was because he was injured and inhumane.

And he is a scholar, very thoughtful and cultured, and he just wants to have a companion when he marries her, besides, she is intellectually elegant and can be a confidant.

Regardless of the opposition of her adoptive parents, she resolutely went to the United States and lived with her ex-husband for more than ten years. It was not until his death that she returned to Kyoto...

Until now, her body has only been touched by this man.

But does Jing Ming know?

If she didn't tell, he naturally didn't know.

"Sister." Just as she was recalling the past, she suddenly found that Jing Ming's big palm was pressing on the back of her chest hand at some point.

Next to her ears, his breath was blowing, which made her fragile ears turn red instantly.

Her heartbeat became even more chaotic, and her breath gradually became chaotic. She turned away and wanted to push his palm away, but she didn't want to use too much force, and her whole body fell to the side...

Jing Ming took advantage of the situation and hugged her.

Her palm slipped, but he pressed it tightly.

She took a breath and turned to look at him, "You... let go!"

Jing Ming paused, Ji Ermo's eyes turned slightly, and his eyes fell on her chest, he paused again, unable to move away for a long time...

"Jing Ming!" Jing Qiu was so shy that his skin turned pink, and he raised his hand to cover his eyes, "You shameless bastard!"

"I'm sorry, sister." Jing Ming hurriedly slipped his hands to her waist, picked her up and stood on the ground.

As soon as he stood firm, Jing Qiu pushed him away...

As a result, the gesture was too heavy, and the palm of his hand pressed against his injured chest, making Jing Mingjun's face tangle up in pain, "Ah, it hurts!"

Jing Qiu was startled, and then saw him caressing his chest in pain, and saw a trace of blood slowly oozing from that white shirt.

She panicked, and hurriedly supported him to sit on the sofa, "Take off your clothes quickly."

After finishing speaking, she ran to get the medicine box, squatted in front of Jing Ming, and while undoing the bandage wrapped around his chest, she complained——

"You're still running around when you're injured, don't you think you're still an eighteen-year-old boy?"

Jing Ming looked at her flushed angry face and smiled without answering.

Jing Qiu moved flexibly and did things neatly. After a while, he changed the bandage for him, and then picked up his bloodshot shirt, she frowned.

"I'm going to wash you up."

"Sister." Jing Qiu grabbed her arm violently, and when his eyes met, he suddenly pulled Jing Qiu into his arms, breathing heavily, "Be my wife."

Jing Qiu's heart skipped a beat, and he stared blankly at him.

Jing Ming's blood was throbbing, his face flushed with excitement, "I'm serious, sister, promise me."

Jing Qiu's heart was beating like a drum, and his mind was in a trance, "For Tongtong?"

"No, I..." Jing Ming didn't know how to confess his love to her.

Some things that he had thought up on the way, but at this critical moment, he actually forgot all of them, and his mind was blanked by the blood.

It was because of this moment of "pinching" the shell that Jing Qiu regained consciousness. She pushed his arms away, and a wry smile crossed her lips, "I don't want this kind of marriage."

If he doesn't love and only stays with her for his daughter, will he be happy in this life?

Instead of seeing him locked in the marriage with himself, suffering and lonely, it is better to let him live the life he wants.

Jing Qiu stood up, picked up the medicine box and left.

"Sister!" Jing Ming chased after him, "Listen to me, listen to me..."

Before he could say anything after that, Jing Qiu's cell phone rang.

"Needless to say, just sit on the sofa." Jing Qiu had regained her composure, with a calm expression, she walked over to pick up the phone, "Hello."

"Sister Qiu, a woman came to see you. She said she was Mrs. Murong."

The call was from the manager of the bar, and he sounded anxious.

Jing Qiu was slightly surprised, Madam Murong?