The Days Dominated by the Wife-staring Demon + Spoiler

"Do you know why I have to pester you?" Ge Han smiled, and continued, "Because you are the only one who cares about me."

An Jing silently withdrew the hand that was about to pat Ge Han's shoulder to comfort her, but actually...she didn't think the seven and a half yuan could show much concern.

"Why did you even choose her?" Ge Han didn't look shrewd enough on the surface, but he would never use a rough attitude to deal with people and things he cared about.

An Jing's gaze has been following Ge Zijie, how could she not find out, behind the loss, she recalled that her parents neglected her, and it was the same, everyone's eyes were attracted by that luminous body, only she huddled in the dark corner , pretending to be cheerful and finally giving up on himself.

Hearing that Ge Han's voice was a little hoarse, An Jing raised her eyes and found that her eyes were red and there was still a little sparkle in her eyes, she looked as pitiful as she was in the studio that day.

An Jing felt that her brain might be malfunctioning. At this point, she was still thinking about how Ge Han came to this conclusion.

She obviously never mentioned Ge Zijie's name once.

"Why don't you talk!" Ge Han, who didn't get a response, quickly rose to a height, and slapped the wall beside An Jing's ear, "Can't I?"

"..." There was a buzzing in An Jing's ears, she didn't even have the time to think about what Ge Han said.

"An Jing—oh!"

One hand covered the mouth of Ge Han, who was in a drunken frenzy, from behind, and instantly pulled her away. An Jing, who was free of shackles, felt that even the air around her became fresh. eyes to see.

On that person's wrist was an elegant and delicate wrist watch. An Jing had seen it countless times before, so she blurted out the owner's name instantly: "Director..."

Ge Han, whose mouth was covered, writhed wildly like a fish out of water. Behind her, Ge Zijie's expression was cold, and he turned a blind eye to her blushing face. They were all folded and fixed behind her back, and then she was handed over to the bar owner standing behind her.

"Take her back to her seat, please."

The proprietress who 'kindly' showed Ge Zijie the way just now smiled and took Ge Han who was unconscious, "I will tell Miss Ge's friends to send her home safely."

"Well, it's troublesome." After solving a problem, Ge Zijie sighed, and squatted down to An Jing who was sitting on the ground, "An Jing, get up and go home."

An Jing's light-colored hair became almost transparent under the light, she raised the corners of her mouth for the first time, smiled cutely, and then stretched out her two arms to Ge Zijie.

Ge Zijie held her hand, and before he could feel the hot temperature of her skin, An Jing's limbs were glued to the suction cups with octopus feet, her arms wrapped around her neck, and her slender legs stretched across her. On the crotch, hugged her tightly.

Moist hot air sprayed on the side of the neck, and then a soft voice pressed against the ear, "I want to sleep..."

This kind of An Jing is not common at ordinary times, she is always used to keep a distance from the people around her, afraid of causing trouble to others and getting into trouble, especially when she is around Ge Zijie, as if she is afraid of violating some taboo, Be careful with every action.

But now, she clings to Ge Zijie with a soft voice like a pet cat who hasn't seen its owner all day.

If this was a dream, she would rather that tomorrow morning never came.

Not willing to push her away, Ge Zijie stretched out his hand to lift the hair covering her face, kneading the back of her neck to comfort her, "Sleep when you're sleepy."

Like a pet that has been tamed, An Jing leaned her face on Ge Zijie's shoulder and squinted her eyes in this unrefined posture, and refused to move when she got in the car. Ge Zijie tried several times but failed to break her hand, so she had to let She rests on herself in the koala position like this.

The noisy voices around her were blocked out, and the quiet and closed space in the car gave An Jing a gap in her head to think. In a daze, the conversation just now resurfaced again. No matter how much she tried to ignore it, she couldn't erase it. The presence.

"Ge Han said... I like you." An Jing's voice was full of doubts. She turned her head and looked at Ge Zijie's side face. on, "Do I like it?"

Ge Zijie looked down at her, the girl's eyebrows furrowed in distress, but her gaze became bolder when she looked at herself. In the past, An Jing always looked at her cautiously, and when she looked at her, she immediately retracted like a hedgehog poked by a finger, but This time she was the one who took the initiative to test.

"But I don't know what it's like to like." An Jing seemed to have a uncomfortable voice, she scratched her neck with her hands, leaving a few red marks, "Has the director ever liked anyone else?"

"Don't grab it." Ge Zijie took An Jing's hand away so that she couldn't hurt himself any more, took out a bottle of water from behind the seat, unscrewed it and handed it over, "Drink less next time if you don't drink well."

An Jing put her mouth directly on the mouth of the bottle, and drew water with Ge Zijie's hand. Her fiery throat was moistened by ice water and finally felt better. Then she rubbed the tip of her nose against Ge Zijie's hand, and her lips were stained crystal clear by the water. Open, put one of Ge Zijie's index fingers in.

As if savoring some sweet candy, her soft tongue touched every sensitive cell of Ge Zijie's fingertips.