Every time I coax you, "Of course I know you will come back. Do you dare not come back to try?" Jingxing said angrily.

Xu Murong smiled again there, and suddenly heard someone calling his name in English. Jingxing also heard it and hurriedly said, "Are you not finished your work?"

"Yes, there is still a surgery to do." Xu Murong replied, then said again, "You should go to bed quickly. I will send you an email if you have time in the future. Don't wait until so late to call me."

"Yeah." Actually, Jingxing felt relieved when he heard that everything was in good mood. "Then don't be too tired, take good care of yourself."

"Yes." Xu Murong smiled and said, "Good night."

"Good night."

After hanging up the phone, Jingxing couldn't help but stayed up for a while. When he came to his senses, he remembered that there was someone next to him. He quickly turned to look at him, but saw Yingche lying on the bed with her back to her, as if she was asleep.

"Brother..." Jingxing couldn't help but shouted softly, but received no response.

Of course she knew that he wouldn't really fall asleep in this short time of conversation, so she reached out and plucked him.

Yingche still ignored her, Jingxing could only lie down silently, and fell asleep unknowingly as he thought about things.

The two of them originally slept in their own sleep, but when they woke up in the morning, Jingxing found that he was still lying in Yingche's arms. He couldn't help but stretch his arms and woke Yingche up.

Yingche frowned and opened her eyes. Before she could see the face of the person in front of her clearly, Jingxing had already smiled and pressed his face against his face, and touched it affectionately: "Brother, it's early!"

Yingche's mind suddenly returned to the clarity. She looked at her face with a bright smile, but she said nothing, and sat up with her body.

"Brother!" Seeing that he was about to get out of bed with the quilt, Jingxing quickly reached out and hugged him from behind.

Yingche glanced back at her: "It's dawn, aren't you afraid that your mother will find me in your room?"

Jingxing was slightly stunned, then hugged him tighter, but did not answer his question, but just leaned his head on his shoulder: "Are you angry again?"

Yingche heard this and just said lightly: "No."

If you say no, isn't it really not?

Jingxing couldn't help but hug him and shook him: "Don't do this. I just care about Brother Murong, so you are jealous... And I was talking to him in front of you. You heard what we were talking about. Is there any jealousy delicious?"

Early in the morning, the man who had just woken up was held close to her, shook and begged, which was unbearable for anyone, let alone him!

Yingche finally couldn't help it, and hooked her backhand, grabbed her into her arms, and walked into the bathroom with her arms.

Jingxing was shocked, hurriedly hugged his neck tightly and exclaimed: "Brother!"

But no matter how she said it was useless, it was useless. The man who had been hungry for a whole week was in good spirits now and would never let her go.

The two of them tangled in the bathroom for a long time, and two hours had passed when they finally came out.

After doing Jingxing, he was lazy and didn't want to move. Of course, Yingche still did the cleaning work.

The two of them returned to the bed from the bathroom and lay for a while. Jingxing's strength gradually recovered and he lay on Yingche's chest and scratched him: "Why do you always be jealous but ask me to coax you?"

"Am I jealous?" Ying Che suddenly asked back.

"Why aren't you jealous?" Jing Xing looked at him with a frown slightly.

Yingche stared at her quietly for a while, then suddenly lowered her head and kissed her on the lips, then said again: "You should contact him less in the future."

"Why?"

"Do you think he will be very happy to receive your call?" Ying Che glared at her angrily.

After hearing this, Jingxing felt a little guilty for some reason, so he shrank his neck and lay back in the quilt.

Yingche lifted the quilt and got out of bed: "Go downstairs to have breakfast."

Jingxing grimaced at him behind him, but he just happened to catch him when he turned around. Jingxing quickly got into the quilt and hid, but he still pulled the quilt away from the side and slapped it a few times.

By the end of the month, Jingxing finally ushered in the first subject of the final exam this semester, which was a subject she was good at, so it was not difficult, but the calculus that she had to take the next day really gave her a headache, so she made an appointment with Yingche early in the morning and asked him to give herself a tutoring after get off work, while she went to the apartment to wait for him first.

Yingche got off work very early that day and returned to the apartment at six o'clock. She also bought a bag of ingredients and prepared to make dinner.

Jingxing, who was sitting on the sofa, wanted to tear off the textbook. Yingche stepped forward and picked up her book and threw it aside: "Don't read it for now. Why not do something else to divert your attention."

Jingxing couldn't help but start jumping: "I'll die tomorrow, you still have the same thoughts!"

Yingche suddenly paused when she heard this, and then looked at her meaningfully: "What do you think I'm talking about?"

Jingxing knew that he must have guessed wrongly as soon as he saw his expression: "Then what did you mean to do?"

Yingche pointed to the bag of ingredients at the kitchen door: "Cook!"

Jingxing has always been a perfect match for the spring water. Now Yingche is taught how to wash rice, cook, and choose vegetables. It is unfamiliar and clumsy, but it is also quite interesting.

However, when it comes to the chopping board and kitchen knife, Yingche still dared not let her come, so she neatly cut out all the shredded pork slices and various dishes she needed.

Jingxing had seen him cooking many times, but he had never seen it at such a close distance. Seeing him cutting meat slices with a male god's demeanor, it really made red stars appear in her eyes.

"Why do you know how to cook?" Jingxing then remembered that he had never asked him this question.

Wen Cai and the aunt at home are all very good at cooking, which can definitely satisfy any picky taste. Isn’t it strange that a young master like him has such skilled study time?

Yingche cut the beef and started to cut the chicken. Hearing her ask, he paused for a while before saying lightly: "A family must have someone who knows how to cook to have the taste of home."

Jingxing was confused: "Don't mom know how to cook? Why do you still have to study?"

Yingche's kitchen knife couldn't help but pause, turned to look at her: "Will I live with my mother for the rest of my life?"

After hearing this, Jingxing stayed for a while and finally understood what had come. He suddenly became extremely happy in his heart. He hugged him from behind: "So... are you learning to cook for me? Then when did you start learning?"

She was no longer stupid now, but instead wanted to find out through such indirect tricks when he had the idea of ​​being with her.

Of course, Yingche knew what she was thinking, and did not answer. She just cut the remaining diced chicken cubes neatly, then put down the knife: "Okay, you can fire."

Although he did not get the answer he wanted, Jingxing was still extremely satisfied. He turned on the fire bit by bit after listening to his words, and then poured oil according to his instructions, carefully underground various ingredients, for fear of making any mistakes.

When hot oil began to splash in the pot, Jingxing couldn't help but retreat and kept shrinking. Who knew that Yingche was blocking behind her and wouldn't let her retreat. But Jingxing didn't dare to look in the pot, let alone using a shovel. Yingche had to bring her hands to stir-fry the dishes in the pot.

"Brother, you can actually cook. And I like eating your dishes very much, so I don't want to learn it!" Jingxing jumped while avoiding the oil in the pot.

"What if I'm not at home from now on? Do you want to starve yourself to death?" Yingche said lightly.

"How could it be starved to death!" Jingxing immediately retorted, "Mom can cook for me. If it really doesn't work, there are so many restaurants outside. I will not starve to death with so many choices!"

The two of them were cooking in the kitchen and making fun of them. In the living room, Jingxing's mobile phone on the coffee table suddenly started singing.

Jingxing immediately seized the opportunity and stuffed the spatula into Yingche's hand: "I have the phone number, you can fry it first!"

After saying that, she ran out, picked up the phone on the coffee table and saw that it was Xu Murong who called it!

In the past week or so, Jingxing has received two emails from him, but has not received any phone number, so she was a little surprised.

Turning back to look at Yingche who was still busy in the kitchen, Jing took action to prevent the jealous jar from overturning again, so he simply hid in the bathroom and listened to the phone.

"Brother Murong?"

Xu Murong heard her voice small, seemed to pause, and then smiled and said, "It's not convenient for you to speak?"

"No!" Jingxing said quickly, "It's quite convenient. You're so rare that you called me. Of course I'm going to listen!"

"Yes." Xu Murong chuckled. Perhaps because of the phone call, his voice seemed a little false, "In fact, nothing is wrong, it's just..."

I just suddenly... I really want to hear your voice.

On the other end of the phone, Xu Murong pinched his cell phone, but never said this, just said: "I just remember that you are in the final exam now and want to see how you are."

"Of course it's not very good!" Jingxing said quickly, "I'll take calculus tomorrow, but it's so hard for me, so I beg my brother to help me with tutoring..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly realized something, bit her lower lip suddenly, and did not continue to say anything.

Xu Murong still smiled: "That's good. Yingche's learning ability is so strong, she will definitely teach you very well."

When Jingxing heard his tone was dull, he breathed a sigh of relief: "I hope so! How are you doing there? Have you been busy recently?"

"I'm not busy, I've had a lot of rest recently." Xu Murong said with a light smile, "So I took the opportunity to go to many places and see many magnificent and beautiful scenery. It's really worth the vain of my life."

Jingxing was so envious when he heard this: "It's so good, I want to come and have a chance!"

"Let's talk about it when you pass the calculus test." Xu Murong smiled, and then said, "Do you need dinner at this time? I won't tell you much. If you go for dinner, I should go for lunch."

Jingxing only felt that the call came a bit abruptly and ended even more abruptly. While he was still stunned, Xu Murong had already said "bye" and Jingxing had no choice but to answer: "bye."

When she walked out of the bathroom with her phone pinched the phone, Yingche had already cooked two dishes and was standing at the kitchen door, looking waiting for her, and her expression on her face was not very good: "Whose phone number, you still have to hide in the bathroom to listen?"

After hearing this, Jingxing hurriedly said, "You're hiding, I just happened to go to the bathroom!"

When Yingche heard her answer, she seemed to have guessed who the person on the other end of the phone was, and turned around and returned to the kitchen.

Jingxing hurriedly followed in: "You won't be angry again, are you? Can't I connect to a phone number or phone number?"

Yingche just turned off the power supply of the rice cooker, served two bowls of rice, and said lightly: "Let's eat."

In fact, even though he knew that he could not stop the friendship she and Xu Murong had over the years, he had no reason to stop them from talking on the phone, but he was unwilling to give in. Even though she had made repeated promises, he was still very uncomfortable.

Seeing that although he didn't say anything, Jingxing was obviously unhappy on his face, and he felt depressed for a moment. When he sat down to have a meal, the two of them didn't say a word.

Who knew that Jingxing's cell phone suddenly rang again after halfway through the meal. She couldn't help but feel tight. She looked up at Yingche, then took out her cell phone. When she saw that it was a call from Wen Cai, she suddenly felt relieved and hurriedly answered: "Mom?"

"Nannan!" Wen Cai's voice was extremely nervous, "Have Murong called you?"

Jingxing was stunned: "Yes...yes."

"So what did he say?"

"No, he just cared about my final exam..." Jingxing replied, and suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart, "Mom, what happened?"
To be continued...