Jinglan poured out all the dishes, held the cooking table, and his head hung slightly.

Suddenly, Jinglan's waist tightened and his eyes moved to his hands around his waist.

"It's also the cause of the injury?"

"Um……"

Chu Zheng let go of him, and Jinglan was pulled and turned around by her. Jinglan had no reaction, but Chu Zheng kissed him the next second.

Jinglan leaned back suddenly.

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It may be a sequelae. Chu Zheng felt her head hurt, so she let go of Jinglan.

Jinglan was confused and kissed her. Seeing that her face was not good, she hurriedly supported her: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Chu Zheng shook her head and felt even more uncomfortable when she shook her head.

Jinglan saw it: "Does it have a headache?"

Chu Zheng didn't say anything.

You can't let the good guys card see it.

The boss wants face.

Hold it in.

"It may be a sequelae." Jinglan picked her up and put her on the sofa, letting her pillow her legs: "I'll rub it for you."

The man put his hands on his temples and rubbed them with no force.

The pain like a needle piercing slowly subsided.

Jinglan's eyes fell somewhere else and did not dare to look at Chu Zheng. At this time, he calmed down, and his mind was full of the scenes of kissing him just now.

Every second is so clear.

When Jinglan came to his senses, he found that Chu Zheng was asleep.

She put her hands on his waist, and the air conditioning on her body seemed to have retreated a lot, and her whole body looked soft.

Jinglan has the illusion that time is quiet.
Chapter completed!