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Chapter 39 I love you, no one can hurt you

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    Jing Xiaojun happily picked a basket of small tomatoes, held it in his hand and walked with Ning Shaomin while chatting. Yao Zicheng and his assistant followed and took photos in front of them.

    In order to prevent Ning Shaomin from being photographed, there was a distance between them.  Jing Xiaojun picked out a small tomato from the basket, and Ning Shaomin, from the photographer's perspective, presented it to the camera.

    Under her slightly raised eyelashes, her smiling eyes were filled with autumn water. Not only did Yao Ziwan look stupid, but Si Mingnian was also dumbfounded.

    Directly in front of her field of vision, a man dressed in white stood in the middle of the brick road, with his hands in his trouser pockets.  The top button of his shirt was casually undone, exposing his Adam's apple. Although his lips were thin, his whole person looked particularly ethereal and handsome in the sunlight.

    Suddenly, her whole heart was lifted up, and her heartbeat accelerated inexplicably.  The two of them were wearing clothes of the same color. They looked at each other at this moment, just like a couple in couple's clothes quietly meeting each other. In an instant, the people next to them became decorations.

    Yao Zicheng took a breath and adjusted the angle of the camera.

    Jing Xiaojun woke up and immediately stretched out his hand to block the camera: "This can't be filmed."

    And the cute look of her holding a bamboo basket and handing out tomatoes has long been noticed by Si Mingnian.  He smiled and said nothing, just watching her stop Yao Zicheng.

    Yao Zicheng looked embarrassed: "I just turned around accidentally."

    "It doesn't matter!" Si Mingnian's voice was so magnetic that it made people feel confused, "I don't mind, you can do whatever you want."

    As he spoke, he shook his shoulders, as if he was trying to pose a few poses.

    Jing Xiaojun brought his thoughts back from looking at God and walked up to him: "How did you find this place?"

    Yes, it took a lot of effort to find this place!  No wonder I couldn't catch up with you last time.

    "I used a white lie to deceive an employee of your company." Si Mingnian leaned over, put his mouth to her ear and spoke in a low voice. His warm breath blew into her ear, and she unconsciously  He pursed his lips and pulled his head back, like a child.

    She took out her mobile phone and saw that a colleague from the marketing department sent her a WeChat message half an hour ago: Sister Xiaojun, Mr. Si from Qinhua said that he would give you the skin care products you endorse to try.  I sent him the address of Rong County.

    ¡­.I really don¡¯t know whether I should call him a pig teammate, a pig teammate, or a pig teammate???

    Don¡¯t you even know how to think about problems?  Does the chairman need to send a set of samples in person?  No, you can¡¯t blame your colleagues.

    What bad intentions can Junjun¡¯s interesting colleagues have?  The only one to blame is Si Mingnian's scheming.

    To be honest, she doesn¡¯t want to open this mountain to Si Mingnian yet.

    She pursed her lips, said nothing, and walked forward with a basket of tomatoes. Si Mingnian politely said to Ning Shaomin: "Hello, aunt, I am Si Mingnian. I am chasing Xiaojun!"

    "Si Mingnian! Shut up!" Jing Xiaojun turned around, his face full of embarrassment.

    Others were severely frightened, especially Yao Zicheng, who was simply uneasy.

    Si Mingnian looked innocent: "I'm telling the truth."

    Ning Shaomin immediately laughed. Isn¡¯t this a realistic portrayal of a man chasing a woman across mountains?  She nodded frequently: "I understand, I understand. Let's go, let's go, don't you still have to shoot? Hurry up, if it's later, you won't be able to eat today's pork belly and chicken!"

    What to eat?  Even if I cook it, I won¡¯t give it to you to eat!

    Jing Xiaojun walked into the kitchen angrily, put the basket in his hand on the table, and ignored Si Mingnian again.

    Even if people don¡¯t want to deal with things, things still have to be done.  She wore a beige apron with a cartoon Paw on it.

    The chickens are native and raised, and the pigs are also raised by Ning Shaomin.

    She handled the ingredients carefully, cleaned them with salt and rice water, and took out an iron-wood nail board.  Lowering his head, he cut the ginger shreds with skillful knife skills, so fast that the sound of chopping vegetables was continuous.

    The water on the pot is boiling. Pick up the fat local chicken and put it into the pot. The graceful movements are repeated. After putting down the green onion, ginger and cooking wine one by one, the chicken is considered to be blanched.

    She skillfully put the chicken in the pig belly, added the seasonings, and took out two toothpicks from the table to seal it.

    The round, white and plump pork belly wrapped in chicken appeared in the camera.

    Waiting for the water in the pot to boil again, she put the ingredients into the pot, waited patiently for the water to boil for the second time, then carefully scooped out the water, filled it with water again, and then put the pork belly and chicken back in  .

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????  Yao ZichengheThe assistant only needs to use the camera to take pictures of her from different angles.

    There are long shots, close-ups, people, ingredients, my God, this is simply an art film.

    With such good people, such good ingredients, and such good craftsmanship, all the people in the world can combine these elements into one. I¡¯m afraid they are the only ones with a great family background, right?

    Jing Xiaojun clapped his hands: "Okay, it will be ready to eat after simmering for two hours!"

    Si Mingnian was always sitting by the fence of the open kitchen, supporting his chin with his hand and watching her cooking, his eyes never leaving hers.

    Sometimes I look at her concerned expression, sometimes I look at her skillful techniques.  Especially when he saw the one on the back of her hand, his heart ached.

    Jing Xiaojun, how can you be so beautiful?  Yes, I am chasing you. I not only want to tell the people around you, but I also want to tell people all over the world that I like you!  No, I love you!

    At this time, he suddenly could understand his mother.

    The one who died abroad was her lover, right?  Maybe his father broke them up, so she hated herself.  He always thought that his mother was an unfeeling person, but he didn't expect that she might just be the most affectionate person.

    Because the love is too deep, you can never get out of that relationship, nor can you let other feelings replace it, not even family love.

    ¡°Just like myself now, if someone said that I would trade the whole world for Jing Xiaojun, he would definitely not agree.  If someone hurt Jing Xiaojun, he would make the other person's life worse than death.

    Jing Anan was the first person he wanted to block.  If he hadn't watched the surveillance video, he would have wanted to go through with the signing and follow the normal training process.

    But if she wants to harm Jing Xiaojun, then she is sorry.  She became the enemy of the Si family.

    Jing Xiaojun almost yelled at him under his burning eyes. Several times she had to hold her breath and concentrate to complete the action.  Now she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and sat at the table chatting with Yan Yu, not wanting to pay attention to the nymphomaniac man sitting opposite her.

    Gao Zhuo also has a headache. Mr. Si, where is your aloofness?  Are you shameless in front of so many people?

    Why does Jing Xiaojun turn into a fifteen-year-old boy when he sees him?  You are obviously already twenty-five!

    ¡°Mr. Si, do you want to go and visit?¡± he reminded in a friendly way.

    Si Mingnian¡¯s face was still full of obsession, but his tone towards him was very calm: ¡°No need!¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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