Pampered and arrogant: black-bellied husband please calm down

Chapter 150 An Jingtong, Are You Brain Damaged?

I was used to Mo Jinqian's poisonous tongue, but suddenly he was so gentle, Chen Jing felt a little creepy.

That feeling was like going to the bathroom in the middle of the night and suddenly bumping into Sadako in fluttering white clothes at midnight.

I don't know what stimulated Mo Jinqian today, he was so gentle uncharacteristically.

But no matter what, at least she doesn't have to rack her brains to think about how to deal with his swearing mouth.

Chen Jing rubbed her sleepy eyes, slightly arched her hands on her sides, and slowly sat up.

Almost at the moment when she propped her body up, the burning pain from her buttocks forced Chen Jing's face to change drastically.

She grinned her teeth in pain, and her pretty brows were furrowed into Lao Gao.

After sitting up, Chen Jing raised her hips slightly, supported the edge of the sofa on the right side of her body with one hand, gently rubbed her hips with the other hand, and stepped back. Leaning contentedly on the armrest of the solid wood sofa.

The soft touch of the sofa under her body forced all of Chen Jing's tense mind to relax.

She twitched the corners of her lips, and casually looked at all the decorations, furniture, and various chandeliers in the living room.

At this moment, the mobile phone hanging around the neck rang with a crisp "ding..." sound.

Perhaps out of professional habits, she was worried that the text message was someone else's message to confirm the result with her. After hearing the voice, Chen Jing raised her hand to gather her long hair that was loose behind her, and took the lanyard from her neck. .

Swipe to unlock the screen. After seeing that the sender of the text message was a string of numbers indicating that the place of ownership was Jiangcheng, he froze there.

It's An Jingtong.

Over the years, more than one friend had sent her this number with ill intentions under the guise of hoping they would get back together.

It was also because of this that it was difficult for Chen Jing to pretend not to know each other.

She opened the text message, which read [Chen Jing, don't think that if you find a man like Mo Jinqian as your backstage, I, An Jingtong, will be afraid of you. Wu's mistress, the Mo family with strict family rules, if they know of your existence, tell me, do you still have a foothold in Pengcheng?Let me write down the account of the Yanjiao Bay land with you first, the future will be long, let's settle it slowly!I want to see how your house is built in Yanjiao Bay! 】

The tone was full of sarcasm, with a bit of a false warning, which made Chen Jing laugh unbearably while holding the phone.

He actually thought that his man was Mo Jinqian, and that he was his mistress that Mo Jinqian kept outside.

He even didn't hesitate to threaten and warn himself with the Mo family's strict family rules.

Why do I now feel that An Jingtong is getting more and more stupid, even a little brain-dead.

Obviously he wasn't like this before, could it be that he was influenced by his crazy wife?
When Mo Jinqian walked over with the first aid kit in hand, he saw Chen Jing leaning on the sofa, holding her phone and laughing out of breath.

"What did you see? So happy?"

Mo Jinqian asked inadvertently, and walked towards this side with a pair of long legs. He bent over and put the first-aid kit on the solid wood coffee table beside him. There are ointments for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, cotton swabs, iodophors, and several bottles of Chen Jing, which Chen Jing doesn't recognize at all, with various medical terms written on them.

(End of this chapter)