Liu Zisu School Flower, Josson, her personal bodyguard.According to the popular standards of online literature, the combination of the two of them is: the school flower private bodyguard.

Big-bodied beauty who doesn’t like it, and Josson is no exception.But I have to admit, this kind of thing is amazing.Qiao Song protects Liu Zisu from harassment and often has nothing to play with.

And Liu Zisu's girlfriend birch, naturally and Qiao Song contact is also more.In the heart of Josson, birch is unattainable.

At that time, she still had black hair in a shawl.With a classical temperament of the face, and a sparkling eye...

“Song, Josson.”Looking at him in a daze, Liu Zisu called two times before pulling him back to reality.

“Why?”

"I'm going to go with Wang Hui first, and you're here to take care of Xiao Jing."

In the past two days, Liu Zisu has not been going to work, and now he should go to the bank to show his face.But Chen’s body is still weak.She is suffering from illness and needs to be adjusted and cared for.

“Son, I’m okay, let Josson go too!”

"Well, I'm a big wolf, and the lonely man and the wife stay here, don't you worry about Xiao Jing?"In the words of Chen Jing, Josong happily explained.

“Cut, you have no color, dare you?”Too much understanding of Choeson, Liu Zisu responded at the moment.

"Oh, Josson wouldn't dare."With Liu Zisu, Wang Hui also said happily.

Then the two of them got up and walked to the door.They were intentional, leaving room for the other two, to be alone.Chen Jing sent Liu Zisu, Qiao Song accompanied Wang Hui, and the four people walked to the elevator.

"The promotion of the store is very promising."While waiting for the elevator, Josong said to Wang Hui.

“Why?”

"Come back, let's talk."In Chen Jing, Qiao Song did not want to talk more, because it involved Xu Lin.

The elevator door opened, and Wang Hui and Liu Zisu said goodbye and soon went down.When we got back to my room, it was noon.

Chen Jing sat on the sofa and turned on the TV and looked at it with a bit of boredom.Josson was natural, and went to the kitchen to start busy.

Many years have passed, Chen Jing still can not cook as a woman.This is also an important reason for Josson to stay here.

“Are there a lot of people who misunderstand that we’re lovers?”The volume was not high, and the living room TV was still on, and Josson in the kitchen did not hear the quiet words.

“What do you say?”

"I said I'd drink, skin egg lean porridge."

“All right.”

After a while, Josh continued to be busy.Looking at his back, Chen Jing was a little confused for a while.

She is a workaholic.The arrogance and stubbornness of her character add to her inhuman side.This makes almost no friends, and she is often scoffing at some male suitors.

And what about Josson?As her best friend, she took care of Chen Jing.They go together, go shopping, watch movies, go to amusement parks.Chen Jing was tired that Qiao Song could carry her back, and he was bored and Josson accompanied her.

Too many things, too many people misunderstand that they are lovers.To be honest, they are not a couple in the other place except in bed, but like a couple.

"Principle porridge, baked goods, tomato scrambled eggs, are your favorite."After a busy time, Jossong went to the table with the meal.

“Why are you taking care of me?”

“Ah?”

“Have you ever taken care of the bacon?”

“Ha!When the birch was uncomfortable, I would let me feed her.Do you want to experience this treatment?”

“No, keep feeding the birch.”

Chen Jing himself went to the table and began to eat.In her life, she never let a man feed.

"She doesn't have to take care of me."As he spoke, Josson also sat down at the table.But he noticed that Chen Jing did not move chopsticks.

“Not hungry?”

“Hungry.”

“Eat!”

"I'm not feeling well."

Laughing, Josson wasn’t talking.Instead, she brought the porridge in front of Chen Jing and fed it to her mouth with a spoon.He knew better than anyone that Chen Jing liked to be loved.

“Do you think of me as a birch substitute?”

"No, I said I would take care of you the day you were married."

“Haven’t I ever married in my life?”

This question, in Shenyang, Chen Jing asked Josson.Josson didn’t answer that time, and this time the same.The rice porridge was fed to Chen Jing's mouth.

“Take care of me, just because we’re friends?”

"I'm your babysitter."

“Thank you, brother.”

Every time in Qiao Song to make warm heart movements, Chen Jing is always subconscious, blurt out these five words.

After lunch, one afternoon, Josong accompanied Chen Jing and sat on the living room sofa to watch the boring TV show.

Until it was dark, Josson began to wonder where to sleep at night when his phone rang.

It was white birch, and coincidentally the mobile phone just happened to be at Chen Jing's hand.

“Not receiving?”

"Hold on, it's telemarketing."

The birch phone, not marked with a name, was just a string of numbers.Joss, in this way, refused.

Helped Joss and hung up the phone.Chen Jing did not think much, and continued to watch the boring TV in front of him.

“Shut up, what do you want for dinner?”

“Ding.”Josson's question had just been asked, and his mobile phone text message prompted the ringing of the bell.And Chen Jing also noticed that it was just sent by the unknown number.

“The sales are very patient now!”With that in her mouth, she also opened the text message, which was:

“I’ll wait for you next to the tree.”

What is it?The latest advertisement?For a moment, Chen Chen did not react.Josson looked at him and did not speak, but got up and went to the kitchen.

Half an hour later, he came out and said, "The food is ready, and I should go."

“Where to go?”

“I rented the house myself!”

“Isn’t that little house that doesn’t have heat?”Chen Jing heard Liu Zisu say that now Josong's accommodation environment.

It was freezing cold outside, and he must be cold.

"I'll come and do it early for you tomorrow."

"You're gone, who's taking care of me at night?"

“...”

"In the evening, my eyes are often dark, and I may faint again."I don't want Josh to know where he can't afford to live.In this way, Joey was left behind.

Her face was still a little pale, and Josson was afraid that she would suddenly faint again.She was alone at home, and it would be dangerous if it happened.

As for her next to the sycamore tree, Josong felt that it was no longer relevant to herself.

It doesn't matter...

By the river, the north wind blows.Sitting in the car, the birch lit the cigarette again.The phone didn’t answer, the text didn’t come back.

Joss, where is he?