Chapter 47 The queen of black material is a social fear 21
The night was as dark as ink, with strong winds and heavy rain beating on the eaves, and a bright white lightning cut through the night sky.
Boom!
The thunder was loud.
Not being woken up by the thunder, Jinse adjusted her position and was about to go back to sleep when she heard knocks on the door, which were inaudible under the cover of the thunder.
Opening the door, the man's handsome but slightly pale face appeared in front of her.
"What's up?"
Jing Shu lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Jinse yawned and glanced at him: "How do I know if you don't tell me, are you afraid of thunder?"
Jing Shu raised his eyes, and the fragility in his eyes was clearly exposed in front of Jin Se.
"I dreamed about Jingchen."
Jin Se suddenly felt soft: "Don't you dare to sleep alone?"
Damn Jingchen, she was too gentle today!
Looking at the silent man in front of her, Jinse couldn't bear it and gave up her position.
"If you don't mind, how about you spend the night at my place today?"
Worried about hurting the man's self-esteem, Jinse wanted to persuade her again, but she saw Jing Shu walked into the room, closed the door, and lay down on the bed, waiting for her to get into bed.
Jinse frowned, always feeling that something was wrong.
Lying on the bed, she was still thinking about it in a daze.
Jing Shu must have been too scared to admit it, so he couldn't wait to come in as soon as he got her approval.
But is this really the case?
Listening to the shallow breathing in his ears, Jing Shu pulled Jinse into his arms, and all the madness that had been suppressed for a long time burst out from his eyes.
Another flash of lightning lit up, and he gently covered Jinse's ears with both hands, listening to the thunder roaring outside the house alone, with the corners of his lips raised.
"The acting skills of the past twenty years have finally come in handy."
If fans heard this sentence, they might be very sad.
But in Jing Shu's view now, if his acting skills can't be used to seduce his wife, it will be useless.
The system was shocked: The mission target was so good at acting that it suddenly became worried about its stupid host.
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In the early morning, Jinse opened her eyes and felt refreshed, but she saw it was still raining outside the window.
After falling asleep again last night, she didn't hear a sound of thunder, so she thought it wasn't going to rain anymore.
She stood up, rolled out of bed, and took two steps without moving. When she lowered her head, she saw a familiar tie tied around her wrist.
The other end of the tie is Jing Shu's wrist.
Are you so insecure?
While thinking, the man's eyelids trembled slightly, he opened his eyes and looked at the two wrists tied by ties.
The hoarse voice was trembling: "Sorry, I... couldn't control it last night."
The moment she met Jing Shu's phoenix eyes, she stopped her words and raised her lips:
"You don't have to apologize to me."
After untying her tie, she raised her eyes and met the man's puzzled gaze.
"I have to go to the bathroom, it's inconvenient."
Jing Shu looked at her innocently and explained, "I've used it many times, it's very convenient."
"Really?" Jinse glared at him, her red lips slightly hooked, her eyes dangerous, "You still want to use it?"
There has been so much sympathy lately that I almost forgot that Jing Shu is a sultry man.
The system took the opportunity to apply eye drops: "Host, Jing Shu is an actor and his acting skills must be very good. Don't be deceived by him."
"You doubt my IQ?" Jinse narrowed her eyes and walked into the bathroom: "I will not be deceived."
Looking at Jinse's back as he strode away, Jing Shu tightened his grip on the tie that was still warm and smiled slightly.
"It's nice to wake up with you."
The system prompts: "Task target favorability is 10, current favorability is 70."
Jinse raised his eyebrows and mocked: "You call this progress of favorability being cheated?"
The system’s complaints are long overdue: it’s not about doubting your IQ, it’s about doubting your emotional intelligence.
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At the hospital, the doctor told Jinse that after examination, it was found that the recurrence of Chu Qing's leukemia was not bad due to timely detection, and the five-year survival rate after treatment was very high.
Jinse breathed a sigh of relief.
Since it was good news, the doctor told it in the ward, and Chu Qing heard it clearly.
As soon as the doctor left, he hugged Jinse and cried with joy.
"Sister, I have grown up. After this treatment is over, I will take care of you."
Jinse patted his head: "Sister is rich."
Chu Qing looked up, with a complicated expression on his face, and hesitated to speak.
"Sister, I never asked yesterday, what is your relationship with Jing Yingdi...?"
Jinse blurted out without thinking: "Good friend."
The system's complaints were merciless: "A good friend who you can kiss casually?"
"My noble character is to help others." Jinse showed no sign of weakness.
Not seeing any clues from Jin Se's expression, Chu Qing looked wistful.
"I don't want you to sacrifice yourself for me in exchange for him paying for my treatment."
It's just a one-time help for a fever, not worth the money.
His sister must have paid a price for it.
Jinse frowned: "Don't think too much, just take good care of your illness."
"Sister, I saw the official announcement posted on Jing Shu's official certified account."
Chu Qing continued: "He is a movie king, so he must be good at acting. Besides, he is very famous."
"Even if I tie you up in the name of love, there's no guarantee that you won't end up in chaos in the future..."
Jinse was helpless. To be honest, Chu Qing didn't believe it and continued to warn him in a long way.
She could only nod perfunctorily and hum from time to time to show that she was listening.
Knowing that Chu Qing was tired, she left.
Opening the door, she saw a cold and lonely figure leaning against the door.
The corner of Jinse's mouth stiffened: "What a coincidence, you are here too."
Jing Shu was silent.
Jinse hesitated and said, "When did you come back?"
Her social anxiety was serious, and Jing Shu had previously helped her with various chores related to Chu Qing's hospitalization.
Jing Shu seemed to be smiling but not smiling, his phoenix eyes were dark, and his upward tone was dangerous.
"good friend?"
Jinse's entire face froze. Doesn't that mean that he heard everything the ward said?
Steadying her mind, she narrowed her eyes and grabbed Jing Shu's tie.
The man was shorter and the two looked at each other.
Pointing her finger at the man's Adam's apple, Jinse raised her chin and spoke in a strong tone:
"Yes, I said it. Do you have any opinions?"
Jing Shu's expression changed, a hint of hurt flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his eyes.
"No, people like me don't have any opinions."
Jinse was stunned and relaxed her hands. Did she go too far?
"Also," Jing Shu stood up straight, tilted his head and looked towards the deserted place, his voice was ethereal, "Chu Qing is still young, and what he said today is for your own good. Don't blame him."
"He is still sick and needs to stay in a good mood. You can stay with him more. I don't care."
Jinse clenched her fists suddenly and blamed her for being so competitive.
Jing Shu is such a good person, but she actually hurt him.
She wanted to raise her hand to straighten Jing Shu's tie that was torn apart by her, but she put it down halfway.
He lowered his head and said in a weak voice: "I'm sorry, it was my brother who misunderstood you. I will make it clear to him."
What about good friends? Since Jin Se couldn't see it, Jing Shu raised his eyebrows and smiled meaningfully.
The next second, his eyes darkened, forget it, don't push too hastily.
Jing Shu's tone was gentle: "No, I'm older than Chu Qing, so I should let him go."
Jinse felt even more guilty and grabbed Jing Shu's hand: "You are such a good person."
Jing Shu smiled like a big bad wolf, with an invisible tail wagging behind him.