Chapter 107

After eating the hot pot, Rong Jing didn't even have the desire to send the two people who were temporarily called to join in the fun.

Jing's behavior style, he has long been used to.

It would have been considered polite not to leave a "Rongjing exclusive mark" on Chen Yu's body.

Just as he drove the people away, Rong Jing, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, heard another knock on the door.

"Rong Ning, go and see who's knocking on the door." Rong Jing stopped washing dishes and deliberately kept his voice down.

He glanced back at Jiang Hao, who was sitting in the study wearing headphones and watching the computer, then stuck his head out and gave Rong Ning, who was about to open the door, a sharp knife.

Rong Ning's head shrank, and Jing knew that he was bullying him!

After moving a small stool, Rong Ning looked out through the cat's eyes and saw Chen Yu who was waiting with his back behind his back.

Without any hesitation, Rong Ning jumped off the small stool, moved the small stool back to its original place, and shouted at Rong Jing, who was still washing dishes in the kitchen, "Jing, there is no one!"

The voice was not particularly high-pitched, but it was enough for Jiang Hao in the study and Chen Yu who was standing outside the door to hear it.

Sure enough, until Rong Jing finished washing the dishes, there was no doorbell from outside.

"Miss Jiang, it's not too early today, can I bring Rong Ning to live here with you?" Rong Jing's mouth curled into a light smile, somewhat flattering but just right.

Just a glance, Jiang Hao was a little lost. Realizing his mistake, Jiang Hao calmly retracted his gaze, "There are two rooms, one is where I lived before, and the other is where my mother used to live..."

"I think Miss Jiang must miss her mother very much. Why don't Miss Jiang live in your mother's room at night." Rong Jing said calmly, not only to satisfy Jiang Li's mind, but also to have a little selfishness. To sleep in Jiang Hao's room, feel the fragrance of this little girl's room.

"But if Miss Jiang thinks it's offensive for me, a big man, to live in the room you slept in before, Rong can sleep in your mother's room. Miss Jiang will never be late at night, it's past eleven o'clock, Let me take Rong Ning back to the city."

"Jing, I'm so sleepy..." Little Bun yawned cooperatively and rubbed his eyes.

Seeing the tired look on Xiao Baozi's face, Jiang Li also felt a little distressed.

"It's alright, the bed sheets in the room have already been changed, and they are all brand new." Jiang Hao was naturally unrestrained in this kind of detail.

The corners of Rong Jing's lips were hooked, and a bright smile appeared in his eyes.

Jiang Hao probably didn't know that in order to keep this place as it was, the bedding and sheets in her room were all the ones she used before, but they had been washed by someone, and they still carried the warmth of the sun.

With Jiang Hao's permission, Rong Jing glanced at Rong Ning and motioned for him to follow. Unexpectedly, Little Bun stopped, raised his head and kept looking at Jiang Hao with a pitiful expression.

"Mummy, Xiao Jiu wants to sleep with Mommy..." He took a step forward and carefully grabbed Jiang Hao's trousers. Those bright and clear eyes seemed to be able to speak.

Jiang Hao's heart softened and nodded slightly.

Rong Jing, who was still standing beside him, was complacent, his face darkened, and his heart was a little hurt when he looked at the big and small hugging each other.

Just then, the doorbell rang again.

Jiang Hao was startled, stood up and looked at the door, wanting to let go of the little bun to open the door.