Seeing Bai Ling being so cute, Jia Dongsheng smiled slightly, but at the same time felt a little distressed.
This woman really puts all her thoughts on work, and doesn't take care of herself in life. If she didn't need to rest, she would probably live in the security office and never come back.
"Sister Ling, the meal is ready, hurry up and eat something."
Jia Dongsheng walked to the edge of the kang, sat down, and spoke to Bai Ling who had crawled into the quilt.
Then, he saw Bai Ling's exposed head shaking slightly. It was obvious that she was saying that she didn't want to get up.
"Hey, Sister Ling, I just finished cooking and my hands are cold. If you don't get up, I'll put my hands under your quilt."
Unexpectedly, Jia Dongsheng's threat had no effect at all, and Bai Ling still shook her head in refusal.
"Aren't you getting up yet?"
Jia Dongsheng said to himself: "Then I'm here."
As he said that, he tentatively stretched out his hand towards Bai Ling who was inside the quilt. As he stretched out his hand, he made a threatening sound, as if he was very scary.
But who is Bai Ling? A female warrior, how could she be frightened by a voice?
Just ignore it.
Then, Bai Ling, who had buried her head in the quilt, suddenly felt a chill. There was nothing she could do. She came back late at night, so she just lit the firewood she had put in the stove in the morning and lay down to sleep.
The stove in the house was not turned on at all, so the temperature in the house was very cold, but the bed was very warm.
This also caused Bai Ling to feel a sudden chill, and goose bumps appeared all over her body, but she still did not move. Instead, she buried her head deeper into the quilt.
It's like saying, you can put your hand in, but I definitely won't go out.
Jia Dongsheng had already lifted the corner of the quilt, but found that Bai Ling still had no intention of stopping him. However, he did not go so far as to actually put his hand into the quilt.
It was because when the white-collar worker sat up just now, he had already seen that Bai Ling was not wearing outer clothes like before, but only wearing a comfortable cotton underwear.
As expected of someone who has studied abroad, Bai Ling does have a lot more clothes than people in China today.
Women of this era who had never been abroad would only wear a bellyband when sleeping, or like Lou Xiaoe, a silk suspender. They did not have cotton underwear specifically for sleeping like Bai Ling.
Therefore, Jia Dongsheng certainly couldn't just joke about Bai Ling's underwear. What if he reached in and grabbed something he shouldn't? What would he do then?
Although his relationship with Bai Ling was very close, he felt that it had not reached the point where they could take physical action.
To describe the current relationship between the two of them using an adjective from later generations, it is a deep friendship, but not quite lovers.
Jia Dongsheng would not do anything excessive until he felt that he had crossed the line.
Of course, there is nothing wrong with joking among friends.
For example, now...
After lifting a corner of the quilt, although Bai Ling was hunched over, curled up, and buried her head in the quilt, the back of her neck was still exposed.
Well, very white and tender skin.
But, this is not the point. The point is that this can become his attacking position.
Jia Dongsheng did not lie.
There was no warmth in Bai Ling's kitchen. He was washing rice and scrubbing basins, and his hands were indeed cold from the water.
The evil hand approached Bai Ling's neck little by little, and finally touched the delicate white neck.
"Ah, it's so cold!"
The cold palm covering her neck made Bai Ling shudder violently. She immediately sat up and blinked her big eyes at Jia Dongsheng: "Dongzi, your hands are so cold!"
"Sister Ling, I made all this to cook for you. For my cold hands, can't you give me some face and eat some?"
Bai Ling was moved by his words and immediately smiled gently: "Of course, I have to give you this favor. But Dongsheng, before we eat, give me your hand first."
"Give me your hand?"
Jia Dongsheng was a little confused. You just eat and give face, but why do you still need your own hands?
Although he was puzzled, Jia Dongsheng still stretched out his hand and asked curiously: "Sister Ling, why do you want my hand? Do you want to eat pig's feet? Otherwise, I will find a way to get two pig's feet and make braised pig's feet for you..."
Before he could finish his words, Bai Ling's next action really surprised him.
Looking at Jia Dongsheng smiling and chattering, Bai Ling saw his pair of frozen red hands. In fact, for a chef, it was normal to have frozen hands, and Jia Dongsheng didn't care.
But, just because he doesn't care doesn't mean Bai Ling doesn't care.
Bai Ling is a woman.
No matter how brave and courageous she is as a female warrior, she is still a woman at heart, an emotional woman.
These days, Jia Dongsheng came to make breakfast for her and help her practice martial arts without fail. Bai Ling remembered all of this.
Now, he was inspired by this pair of frozen red hands.
Then, Bai Ling made a move that surprised Jia Dongsheng, but also made him realize that the relationship between the two had unknowingly become very deep.
It was so deep that Bai Ling could put his hand into her underwear and touch her delicate skin.
"Sister Ling, what are you doing?"
Jia Dongsheng asked in surprise, and at the same time wanted to pull his hand back, because he felt that Bai Ling's movements might be too big, causing him to touch the softness of her chest.
"No, Dongzi, let me cover your hands. This is the fastest way."
Bai Ling felt that Jia Dongsheng wanted to pull his hands back, so she hugged these big hands even harder, even though her two White Rabbit milk candies were almost handed over to these big hands.
"Sister Ling, this is not good, I..."
Before Jia Dongsheng could finish his words, Bai Ling stared at him without blinking, "Dongzi, let me cover your hands for you."
She said this very seriously and firmly, just as firmly as when she hugged Jia Dongsheng's arm.
"Sister Ling."
Jia Dongsheng did not refuse. On the contrary, he had already understood Bai Ling's feelings for him from her eyes.
Since he already understood the other party's intentions, Jia Dongsheng certainly would not pretend to be a gentleman, and he also understood that Bai Ling had long known that he was not a gentleman.
Otherwise, would a gentleman slap someone's buttocks continuously when teaching martial arts?
So, since you can no longer pretend to be a gentleman, shouldn’t you reveal your heroic side?
As for what is the heroic side?
It's very simple.
A true hero!
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