Jiang Ke was thinking this way. Who would have thought that when he woke up, there was no one beside him, and when he touched it, he still had the temperature he had left.

Originally, Jiang Ke thought Fu Hansheng was in the living room, but who thought he was not there.

There weren't any other rooms, and I only saw a post-it note on the kitchen refrigerator.

It said that you should not forget to eat. Jiang Ke looked carefully and found that the lean egg and lean meat porridge was still warm in the pot.

The kitchen, which was still messy yesterday, has now been cleaned up.

Jiang Ke was a little puzzled. How well he slept in the morning that he didn't notice that he got up.

After drinking the porridge, Song Tingshang called: "Jiang Ke, are you in good health?"

"I've been discharged from the hospital and I'll return to normal work today. Is your heart still okay recently?"

Jiang Ke asked while packing her handbag. She hadn't checked Song Tingshang's health for a long time.

When Song Tingshang thought that Jiang Ke was still caring about him, he felt ecstatic in his heart and couldn't help but rise.

"I'll come out when I'm ready. Today I'll be a full-time driver for you and pick you up and drop you off to and from get off work."

"I'll just go by myself. You don't tell me in advance. What if I don't go out would be a waste."

Jiang Ke sat in the car with some anger, especially when he saw Song Tingshang next to him smiling, he felt even more uncomfortable.

"I really didn't expect you to be so idle recently, why didn't you take on the show?"

How could Song Tingshang not hear Jiang Ke's obvious ironic words?

But as long as he thinks that this little woman cares so much about him, he doesn't care about her ridicule.

"It's not that you care about me and don't let me work too hard, and it's not good for your heart." Then he drove seriously.

"Who left this?"

Jiang Ke picked up a lipstick in the crack in the seat of the car and asked him with interest.

Song Tingshang was shocked. Recently, only Zhang Liu had taken his car.

I wanted to explain, but he wanted to know how much Jiang Ke cared about him.

Pretending to be ambiguous, "I won't tell you about my beautiful colleague."

Jiang Ke was anxious now, and his friends for many years actually concealed him.

I originally wanted to teach him how to guide his sister, but Song Tingshang had a thousand-year-old iron tree blossoming, so he couldn't be nervous.

"Hurry up, I'm so anxious."

Song Tingshang glanced at her pouting mouth, and looked very cute with anger.

He was happy about her performance and laughed out loud. Is he jealous of himself?

"It's just an ordinary colleague. One day it rained and was afraid that she wouldn't get a taxi, so she gave her a while."

He didn't want to be misunderstood, explained.

"Hmph, who knows!"

Jiang Ke felt that he was just trying to hide it from him and grabbed the snacks in the car and started eating.

The grinning little look was obviously venting anger.

This was specially prepared by Song Tingshang, worried that Jiang Ke would be hungry on the way without breakfast.

"Yes, the colleagues you deal with are all big stars in the entertainment industry, the kind that is so beautiful that I want to chase after you when I look at it."

Song Tingshang couldn't help it when he heard Jiang Ke's words that were obviously angry.

Just as he was waiting for the traffic light, he stretched out his right hand and touched Jiang Ke's furry little head.

He said with a smile, "Jealous?"

Song Tingshang's words seemed to wake up Jiang Ke, and she paused when eating snacks.

He can't misunderstand that he should have a girlfriend and can't be single forever.

After a while, he said firmly: "No, how could I be jealous?"

She kept stuffing snacks into her mouth because of embarrassment. Song Tingshang looked at her and thought she was unhappy.

Seeing Jiang Ke's concealment action, Song Tingshang did not continue to talk about this matter, "Eat slowly, the little bun is not here, no one will compete with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Jiang Ke’s violent cough.

Song Tingshang was so anxious that he hurriedly stopped the car. Thanks to the fact that there was no traffic jam here, he could still stop by.

Song Tingshang patted Jiang Ke on the back, then unscrewed the water bottle and handed it to Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke was so embarrassed that he didn't care about so much.

She directly took Song Tingshang's water to drink, and stopped coughing for a while.

Song Tingshang helped Jiang Ke pat his back and looked at her with concern. The smallest pores could be seen at the closest distance between the two faces.

Jiang Ke looked at Song Ting and Shang Jun's beautiful face, a little at a loss, and suddenly a car whistle came from behind.

Jiang Ke hurriedly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Go and drive quickly, we will stop here to affect traffic."

Song Tingshang naturally saw Jiang Ke's dodging look just now, thinking she was shy.

Without saying much, he started the car again according to Jiang Ke's wishes.

But she didn't forget to tease her, "Eat snacks slowly, and I don't need this little money, so don't think about making me poor."

Song Tingshang didn't expect that she had breakfast and was still eating and drinking in the car at this moment.

Jiang Ke looked down and found that a large bag of snacks of various colors were empty.

"I've eaten it, but I just think the surgeon is very tired. If I can't do it, I can support myself in the future."

"Isn't it really Hungry?"

Song Tingshang was amused and looked at her, obviously not believing her.

"Really, I drank porridge in the morning and wasn't hungry at all. I saw that you had so much snacks."

Jiang Ke nodded hurriedly, and couldn't help but regret it. Eating so much is probably bad for the spleen and stomach.

Seeing Jiang Ke’s promise, Song Tingshang didn’t say he wanted to take her to breakfast.

"If you have something to drink later, you can drink a little too. Don't eat so many snacks every day and bring bad buns."

Song Tingshang prepared snacks just to make Jiang Ke hungry, not to let her eat them as breakfast.

Jiang Ke really wanted to refuse to drink. He ate too much to cover up his embarrassment and his stomach was a little full.

But seeing Song Tingshang's unquestionable tone, he dared not refute it.

I had to take the juice from the back seat and taste it briefly.

Jiang Ke knew that this was the orange juice made by Song Tingshang himself, because he squeezed fruit juice every morning to drink it.

She hasn't tasted this for a long time, but she misses it a little.

Jiang Ke took a few sips and glanced at Song Tingshang who was driving seriously next to him.

This is what he brought, and he is still driving hard, afraid that he will be thirsty.

So Jiang Ke asked, "It's still so delicious, do you want to drink it?"

Song Tingshang glanced at Jiang Ke. The bottle she was holding in her hand looked at herself with bright eyes; perhaps it was Song Tingshang's habit that his drink had a straw set, and there was only one.
Chapter completed!