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Chapter 58 Neglect

Her back stiffened, and she dropped her hand back in seconds.

Her actions caused him to focus his eyes on her face. He yawned lazily first, and then said to her very naturally, "Morning."

Lin Jing: "...Morning."

Without saying a word, he opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of water from it.

He unscrewed the bottle cap and drank water with his head tilted slightly. His neck was already long, but after pulling it like this, it looked longer, and his slightly protruding Adam's apple rolled from time to time.

The sun came in from the window, and a ray of light fell obliquely on his chin and neck.

The bones of his whole body are all slender, and the muscle lines of his forearms are also slender. The whole person does not look too young or too young.

Lin Jing couldn't help looking at the scene in front of him for a while.

It wasn't until Shengguan slowly screwed back the bottle cap and tilted her head towards her that she hurriedly lowered her head. The porridge in the bowl was empty. She thought for a second, as if she wasn't full, she carried the bowl into it. kitchen.

"Porridge for breakfast?" Sheng Guan followed closely behind.

Lin Jing turned his head, "ah", "red bean oatmeal."

After a pause, she asked again, "Do you want it?"

Sheng Guang casually picked up a pair of chopsticks: "Let's have some."

Lin Jing handed him the porridge that happened to be in his hand: "Then I'll give it to you first."

Grand occasion took it over, didn't think much, said thank you, and went out.

It was a grand occasion, Lin Jing didn't continue to watch the drama, and everyone else was still asleep. Auntie went to clean up elsewhere, and he was the only two in the restaurant, guarding a big table, drinking porridge in silence.

It can be seen that the grand occasion is quite sleepy and has no appetite. Except for the porridge, the Xiaolongbao and green vegetables on the table did not move a single chopstick, and the porridge was swallowed very slowly, just like drinking Chinese medicine.

Lin Jing drank a bowl of porridge, but he didn't eat very fast.

At the end of the meal, Lin Jing glanced at the porridge in front of Shengguan before realizing that it was the bowl she had just used...

Lin Jing said "ah": "You..."

Her eyes fell on the spoon in Shengquan's hand.

In addition to bowls, there are also spoons...

She swallowed her saliva forcefully, and swallowed the "you seem to be using my bowl" that she almost said, and swallowed it back into her belly.

Seeing that she had finished speaking halfway and had no follow-up, Sheng Kuan turned to look at her: "Huh?"

Lin Jing opened his mouth, avoiding his gaze: "...you, have you received my WeChat?"

Grand occasion: "Well, I got it."

Lin Jing: "Well... just receive it."

grand occasion:"……"

After finishing his porridge, Xi Jinping put down his spoon, leaned on the chair lazily, picked up his phone, and didn't intend to leave.

Compared to his calmness, Lin Jing who realized that she had given the wrong bowl and spoon had no face to stay any longer. She quickly swallowed the last few mouthfuls of porridge, took her mobile phone, pointed upstairs, and hurriedly left Say "I'm done eating" and slip away.

Lin Jing bumped into the cleaning aunt in the living room, and before the cleaning aunt had time to call her, she had already jumped into the elevator.

"This kid runs so fast." The cleaning aunt said, holding something similar to a plane ticket, and entered the restaurant. She thought there was no one in the restaurant, but when she saw the grand occasion, she was shocked: "Why? wake up so early?"

Sheng Guan stood up slowly, and said "ah" slowly, "I was woken up."

The cleaning aunt asked worriedly: "Did I wake you up? I just turned on the vacuum cleaner."

"No." Sheng Kuan squeezed his neck: "It's WeChat. After reading two messages, I woke up."

The cleaning aunt is relieved.

Sheng Kuan was going to go back upstairs with his unfinished half bottle of water, but just two steps away, the cleaning aunt stopped: "By the way, is this still useful?"

Turning around at the grand occasion, I saw the cleaning aunt handing over a ticket.

It's the ticket for yesterday's qualifying match.

He paused, raised his eyelids slightly: "Where did you see that?"

Cleaning aunt: "It's on the shoe cabinet. I saw it just after packing up. Is it still useful? If it's not useful, I'll throw it away."

The grand occasion didn't speak, and looked down at the ticket again.

Except for the girl on the third floor, all the people living in this villa have work permits and do not need tickets.

After two seconds, Sheng Guang laughed: "Neglect."

(End of this chapter)