Jing Xiaocha felt that Wen Jin did it on purpose.

His speed is very slow.

Very slow, no, it's too slow.

If another man folds underwear and other clothes for a girl, it is still so slow, Jing Xiaocha will definitely find it very vulgar.

But this person is Wen Jin, and everything seems to have changed.

She opened her eyes wide and stared at his leisurely folding clothes, as if every move was so elegant, even focused.

After a long ten minutes passed, Wen Jin sorted out all her clothes and put them in her bag.

When Jing Xiaocha saw him stand up and realized that he was going to tidy up the drawer next, he turned off the bed without thinking.

Looking at her panicked look, Wen Jin was amused and puzzled, "Don't panickedly, be careful to fall."

"I clean up the drawer myself."

Her brain was short circuited just now, so she forgot that there was something in her drawer that she didn't want Wen Jin to see.

Wen Jin narrowed her eyes and saw her squatting in front of the small table by the bed, reaching out to open the drawer.

Instead of stopping, he put his hands in his pockets and stood leisurely aside as she took out a bag of sanitary supplies from the drawer.

As soon as Jing Xiaocha stood up, he met Wen Jin's gentle and soft eyes, and became embarrassed again.

She felt that nothing was right tonight.

It seems that after Wen Jin said that the person she liked was her, the atmosphere between them was wrong.

To be precise, everything has changed since her hospitalization.

Ambiguity is everywhere.

And in front of Wen Jin, a thirty-year-old man, she was too immature and not as thick-skinned as him. Every time she was embarrassed, she was the one who was embarrassed.

On the other hand, Wen Jin was calm and calm, and even had a gentle smile.

"I thought it was something shameful. It turned out that relatives came to visit." Wen Jin said suddenly.

“…”

Jing Xiaocha wanted to go past him and put this thing in his bag.

But he was snatched by Wen Jin's big palm, "You don't have to hide anything from me in the future."

“…”

Jing Xiaocha half opened his mouth and watched Wen Jin put the sanitary supplies he had taken from her into his bag.

Do I want to tell you too if I come to you?

Wouldn't that be without privacy at all?

After Wen Jin packed it up, she carefully took out a piece for her and stuffed it into her hand and said, "Go and change it in it, I'll pack it and go home."

Jing Xiaocha was forced into the bathroom.

As soon as I closed the door, I heard Wen Jin's voice coming through the door panel, with three points of concern, two points of teasing and one point of joke, "Can you have one hand?"

"OK."

Jing Xiaocha's answer blurted out without his brain.

As if he was afraid that he would slow down for a second, Wen Jin would push the door and come in to help.

The next moment, she vaguely heard Wen Jin's laughter.

I dare not scold him, I can only complain in my heart.

When she left, Wen Jin was carrying her luggage and her hands were empty.

Walking out of the hospital, a chill hits her face. Wen Jin turned her eyes and asked her, "Are you cold?"

"It's not cold." Although Jing Xiaocha shrank, he still shook his head and said he was not cold.

"The car is right in front, not far away, just bear with it." Wen Jin's eyes paused on her for a second, changed her luggage to her other hand, put her long arm over her shoulder, and took her slender body into her arms.

His coat was not buckled.

When he took Jing Xiaocha into his arms, he almost wrapped her around outside.

Jing Xiaocha, who had just come out and was not used to the cold winter night, felt a warm feeling surrounding him in an instant, and the fresh air that inhaled into his nose was also taken away by the warm and masculine masculinity at this moment.

His body fell into the warm arms of the person beside him, and his heartbeated, after a second pausing, he started to beat at a frenzy speed.

Feeling her slightly stiff body, a glimmer of light flashed deep in Wen Jin's eyes, holding her hands but not letting go, and just holding her and walking towards the parking lot.

When Wen Jin arrived at the parking lot, he let go of Jing Xiaocha.

He opened the car door for her. When she bent down and got into the car, he put his luggage in the back seat and closed the car door for her. Only then did he bypass the front of the car and sit in the main driver's seat.

Along the way, Jing Xiao rarely talked about tea.

Wen Jin drove the car intently and did not take the initiative to find topics.

I just occasionally look at Jing Xiaocha sitting in the passenger seat from the rearview mirror.

When he arrived at the intersection, he was supposed to turn left and drive towards the apartment where Jing Xiaocha lived, he chose to go straight, although Jing Xiaocha kept turning around and looking out the car window.

But my thoughts are not focused.

I didn't know that Wen Jin was driving in the other direction.

It was not until the car was about to arrive at the Wen family that Jing Xiaocha suddenly came back to his senses. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the rapidly regressing building outside the window for a moment, then turned to ask Wen Jin, "Brother Wen, is this the way to your house?"

"Um."

Wen Jin did not turn to look at her, and looked straight ahead.

"Didn't you send me home? Why did you go to your house first? Could it be that you were picking up Xiaohui?" During the days when Jing Xiaocha was hospitalized, Zhang Minghui has been living in the Wen family.

After being shocked, Jing Xiaocha suddenly thought of this.

Wen Jin slowly turned his face, looked at her calmly, then turned his head to look at the road conditions ahead, and replied slowly, "Your apartment has been rented to someone else, and from now on, you will live in my house."

"What?"

Jing Xiaocha stared at him in disbelief.

"I'll explain to you in detail when I get home later."

Wen Jin looked calm, as if he took the initiative to rent out Jing Xiaocha’s apartment, which was not a big deal.

Jing Xiaocha was not calm anymore.

That was her home.

He actually rented it out for her, and it was without her knowledge.

"When did this happen?"

She couldn't wait to get home before listening to his explanation, and immediately asked.

Wen Jin looked at her shocked face from the lens and replied gently, "The day before I went on a business trip, it was the afternoon when you told me not to come to the hospital to see you again."

“…”

Jing Xiaocha couldn't speak.

The first reaction is, is he revenge?

Wen Jin didn't know if she could see through her thoughts at a glance, or if he was really revenge, "I didn't take revenge on you and drove me away and rented your apartment out, but it happened that when an employee in the factory rented a house, I rented your apartment to her."

"But you didn't tell me."

"You were angry at that time. You wouldn't answer if I called you, so I decided to make the decision for you. Your arm will not be able to get better in a few days. Instead of living alone in the apartment, it's better to live in my house. Aunt Chen can take care of you."

“…”

"I have asked Xiaohui for his opinion, and Xiaohui also agreed to live in my house." Wen Jin's words almost vomited blood by Jing Xiaocha's anger.

"Xiaohui can't make the decision for me."

She protested dissatisfiedly.

What about her human rights?

"Of course Xiaohui can't make the decision for you. I just said that he is willing to live in my house. As for you, you don't have to take care of yourself. It's better to live in my house than to live in an apartment. The apartment is idle and there is still some income when renting it out."

Jing Xiaocha looked at the roof of the car speechlessly.
Chapter completed!