Insatiable

Chapter 25 2 more

He Jing sent Lin Yixu to the gate of the community: "I won't go up today, you just came back from a business trip, take a good rest."

"Okay." Lin Yi rubbed the center of his brows, and didn't force him to stay down.

He Jing said "hmm", then remembered something: "Where is your suitcase?"

It is impossible to go out without a suitcase for a three-day business trip.

Lin Yixu was asked this question before she realized it. She smiled a few times: "I'm tired and confused, I forgot to bring it." She unbuttoned her seat belt, "It's okay, all I brought are travel clothes, at home? There are also skin care products.”

He Jing breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."

She bit her lips lightly, and asked through the streetlight outside, "How do you know what I want to ask? What?"

"I do not know how?"

When Lin Yisu said this, she was very casual and her tone was very natural.

And hardly thinking about it.

"That's right." He Jing bent the corners of his lips, "You even knew that I was going to Maoca to find you before, and there is nothing you don't know."

The corners of Lin Yisu's mouth also curled up slightly, and in the next second, she opened her bag, took out a small box from inside, and handed it to He Jing.

"A small gift for you." She put the small box in her palm, spread her hands and approached He Jing.

He Jing didn't twitch, took it over, and squeezed it with his fingertips: "What is this?"

A very small box with lovely wrapping paper on the outside, and weighed it while asking the mirror.

Not light, but a little heavy.

"Go home and disassemble." Lin Yi opened the car door without answering directly.

"Good night, Susu."

"sleep tight."

Lin Yisu smiled again before closing the car door: "Good night."

After Lin Yixu's figure disappeared at the gate of the community and was never seen again, He Jing restarted the car and drove all the way back to the community where she lived.

Cong Wangshu also just finished today's meeting, and the two of them rushed to the living room.

"I'm exhausted." Cong Wangshu seemed to be exhausted, lying on the sofa and closing his eyes. It was a bit difficult to say these three words.

Not tired from the mirror, she sat on the single sofa beside her, with a small gift from Lin Yixu in her palm.

Seeing that He Jing was silent, Cong Wangshu squinted and saw something in He Jing's hand with her narrow vision, and couldn't help asking curiously: "What is this?"

"Which suitor of yours gave it to you?"

"It was given by the beautiful woman I told you about last time." He Jing didn't move her eyes, and she weighed it again, guessing what was inside.

Cong Wangshu sighed: "This big beauty is really romantic."

He Jing was taken aback for a moment, then nodded his head in agreement.

After all, this is the second time Lin Yixu has given her a gift. The last time was the thermos cup she used very hard recently. The performance is very good. Hot mouth.

And then this time.

She didn't expect that Lin Yixu could bring herself a small gift when she went on a business trip. Thinking of this, the smile on her lips became more intense.

Cong Wangshu turned his body sideways, resting his elbows on the sofa, looking at He Jing with interest: "But are you still unpacking?"

"immediately."

He Jing turned on the camera function of his mobile phone and handed it to her: "You help me record an unboxing video."

Cong Wangshu couldn't help laughing: "This is the first time I've seen such a mini unboxing video."

That's what she said, but she still zoomed in on the camera cooperatively, aiming the screen at He Jing's hand.

He Jing snorted, and slowly and gently removed the outer layer of light pink wrapping paper.

There is also a small white box inside, which is cube-shaped.

She was nervous for a moment, then lifted the lid of the small box.

Inside is a ceramic ornament, and it looks like the cat AA.

AA's posture is standing, just like what she saw when she went to the cat cafe that day. The details of this little ornament are well handled, as if the kitten is really in front of her.

Cong Wangshu clicked the end of the recording, she put He Jing's mobile phone on the coffee table, a little confused: "Do you like cats now?"

"Ah."

He Jing glanced at her: "I've seen this cat before, it's very clingy, and it really likes me."

"That's nice."

"The gift from this beautiful woman has been delivered to your heart?"

Cong Wangshu lay down again, with a sigh: "I haven't received a gift for a long time."

"Didn't those customers of yours give you gifts? If I remember correctly, all the hairy crabs you ate before were given to you by customers."

Cong Wangshu: "..."

"Can that be the same?"

"And I returned the gift, I didn't eat those hairy crabs that made me dizzy."

"You reminded me." He Jing patted his head, "I haven't returned the salute yet."

Cong Wangshu gloated: "Is gift-giving an art? Do your own work. Come on, Sister Jing."

He Jing is too lazy? Pay attention to Cong Wangshu's yin and yang, she went to the workshop first, put the small ornaments on the table, and took a few close-ups with the SLR before remembering to send Lin Yisu a feedback: [Very? cute! 】

It's not that she hasn't bought dolls before, but she feels that there is nothing like this small ceramic ornament.

Small and exquisite.

What's more important is that it was given to her by Lin Yisu.

He Jing was deeply aware of this point, and she thought that even if Lin Yisu gave her a rock, maybe she would like it.

It is never the gift that matters, but the giver.

only……

He Jing frowned, her friendship with Lin Yisu seemed to make her too high.

Lin Yixu had just finished drying her hair when she saw the message from Hejing. She leaned against the bedside and tapped the screen with her fingertips: 【This is the first one out of the oven. 】

He Jing was dumbfounded: [The first one?out? 】

【Um. 】

[Do you want to sell it in the store in the form of peripheral products. 】

【Then I am? Lucky. 】

Lin Yisu chose some pictures from the album and went over: [Besides AA, there are other kittens. 】

【Ah Chu asked me for Yoyo, and I prepared it for her too, but I won't give it until the next time I see her. 】

He Jing flipped through those pictures, his lips were pursed into a straight line, and his mood also lowered?

But the content of the reply hasn't changed: 【Cute, when can I buy it? 】

[It will take a while. 】

He Jing lost the mood to chat anymore, and said "good night" to Lin Yisu again.

She put down her mobile phone and looked at the small ornaments on the table. Her emotions were overwhelmed by the sudden loss. She fanned her long eyelashes, took the SLR, and completely deleted the pictures she took.

"Jingjing." Cong Wangshu just knocked on the door, "I want to have some supper, do you want to come together?"

He Jing came to his senses and replied: "No."

She got up and opened the door, looked at Cong Wangshu standing in front of her, expressionless: "I'm going to take a shower and go to sleep."

"Have you not soaked your feet today?" Cong Wangshu subconsciously reminded.

He Jing was slightly stunned: "I'm not soaking anymore, I'm a little tired."

Cong Wangshu naturally sensed something was wrong with her: "Wait a minute, did something happen to you? How do you look? It looks listless?"

"I'm not in the mood to say it right now."

He Jing rubbed his temples: "Watch it tomorrow? Watch it? Are you in the mood to tell you?"

"Okay." As He Jing's friend for six years, Cong Wangshu naturally wouldn't? Chasing questions? He just asked worriedly, "If you have any discomfort, remember? Tell me."

"Ah."

He Jing went back to the bedroom, took his pajamas, and went into the bathroom.

Cong Wangshu stood where she was. She looked in and saw the quiet little cat ornament. She shook her head, closed the door, and ordered takeaway with peace of mind.

He Jing lay on the bed after taking a shower. She was actually not sleepy. She flipped through her Kuaiyin homepage. The number of fans on the homepage was increasing every day. Now it is only 700 away from [-] million fans. arrive.

She flipped through her comment area again. Under the latest advertising video? There were more than 1 comments. During the period, many people left messages hoping that she would show her face.

Show your face?

He Jing pulled his lips.

Duan Jinwei's message came just when she was about to put down her cell phone: [Jingjing, He Chen wants to go to Lincheng this weekend, do you want to go together? 】

He Chen likes to travel, Duan Jinwei likes to shoot, and the two met in a certain scenic spot at the beginning.

【Don't bother the world of the two of you. 】

[And I have something to do on Saturday. 】

He Jing remembered that she promised Lin Yisu to open the bar, and she pressed her forehead.

【All right. 】Duan Jinwei said, 【At that time, there were some delicacies, and I will bring you one back then. 】

He Jing lowered his eyelids: [Then you will? Will you bring it to someone else? 】

【Nope. 】

[It is enough for you to bring it alone. 】

Duan Jinwei responded very quickly.

He Jing chatted with her a few more words, then put the phone aside, her body slid down and pulled the quilt up.

There was only the light of a scented candle swaying on the shelf in the room, and everything fell into silence.

He Jing closed her eyes, but the sense of gap caused by that little ornament was conveyed all over her body, which made it difficult for her to fall asleep.

She is not a child, she knows why she is? There is a sense of gap——

I thought that what I received was unique, but it turned out not to be.

Of course, the more serious problem is not that this bauble is unique, but that...

Yes she is not unique.

If I didn't take the initiative to pick up Lin Yixu, then wouldn't I be the first to receive it?

Who is the one?Huachu?Cen Ruoling?Or other Lin Yisu's friends that she didn't know.

He Jing was stuffed under the quilt? He couldn't breathe.

It's over.

Did this friendship really get her too high?

She selfishly wanted to be Lin Yisu's most valued friend in less than a month.

The author has something to say: Friendship is a glass of wine, and anyone who drinks it will get drunk