During the meal at Kong Xue's house, Chen Jing was so full that he even had to stand up and walk around to eat after finishing the meal.

There is no way, Kong Xue's cooking skills are really not good. If you eat this every day, you will definitely gain weight.

Kong Xue was clearing away the dishes and chopsticks. Chen Jing originally wanted to help, but the two of them had no need to help with the dishes and chopsticks. It would have seemed a little strange for him to go there.

Although Kong Xue was very kind to him, Chen Jing could still feel some sense of the control of this young and mature beauty.

In fact, this is normal. The two of them are really neighbors. After this meal, they can barely be regarded as friends who understand the situation a little bit, but that's it.

"Xiao Chen, if you want to smoke, I don't have an ashtray here, but you can go to the balcony." Kong Xue put the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen and poked her head out again.

Chen Jing responded: "Well, I don't smoke, Sister Xue."

Kong Xue smiled and nodded without saying anything else.

Chen Jing walked a few steps in the living room and felt a little bored, so he simply walked to the small balcony next to the living room to get some fresh air.

The balcony was not big. There were some cleaning tools and a few clothes hanging to dry. Chen Jing looked at it subconsciously and found that the overall style of these clothes was darker. They looked good, but they were a little less beautiful. However, considering

At Kong Xue's age, this style is normal.

In addition, the styles of the clothes are very conservative, even the skirts are long skirts. When thinking about Kong Xue's pajamas, it is obvious that she is a quite conservative woman.

I probably only wear knee-length skirts when wearing work clothes, but knee-length skirts are actually quite conservative.

In addition to normal clothes, there were also several pieces of close-fitting clothes. Chen Jing didn't have the nerve to look at them any more. He took a breath of fresh air and felt that it was not so stuffy before preparing to go back to the living room.

At this moment, a strong gust of wind blew up, accidentally blowing a piece of black underwear and its hanger to the ground.

Chen Jing was stunned for a moment. After hesitating for a while, he still bent down and picked up the clothes with the hanger. When he was about to hang them back.

"Xiao Chen, would you like some tea to relieve your appetite?" Kong Xueru's gentle and generous voice sounded from the living room.

Chen Jing: "..." He really just wanted to hang the clothes back up. He didn't expect that Kong Xue just came out.

It's over, now you won't be regarded as a pervert, right?

Kong Xue was startled when she saw the clothes hanger Chen Jing was holding and the clothes on it.

"Um, Sister Xue, I, I, I, no, the wind blew it to the ground just now. I just wanted to hang it back up for you..." Chen Jing said in embarrassment.

Kong Xue's eyes fell on his hand holding the clothes hanger for a moment, then she chuckled and said, "Thank you, Xiao Chen."

Seeing that she didn't say anything else, Chen Jing felt relieved and hurriedly hung up the clothes hanger, his face feeling a little hot.

This is really embarrassing.

Fortunately, when she returned to the living room, Kong Xue looked like this and did not show any signs of strangeness. Instead, she took out the tea set, made tea, and poured another cup for Chen Jing.

"I don't know whether you like green tea or black tea, so I brewed Pu'er." Kong Xue pursed her lips and said with a smile.

Pu'er is a black tea, which can be regarded as somewhere in between.

Chen Jing was still a little embarrassed at this moment, so he responded: "I can do it." He was only in his early twenties, and he really didn't have any preference for tea, and he didn't know how to taste tea.

Kong Xue herself also picked up the white tea cup and took a sip. Her red lips were slightly moistened with some tea, giving her a fatal sense of charm.

Chen Jing lowered his head and didn't dare to look more. He drank the tea in his mouth in one gulp. He only felt a slight astringency in his mouth, and then gradually became sweet again.

The atmosphere between the two of them was somewhat silent for a while, obviously because of the unexpected incident just now.

After a while, Kong Xuecai opened her red lips and said softly: "Xiao Chen, don't think too much about what happened just now. I know you are a very good boy and you don't have those dirty thoughts."

This was to comfort Chen Jing, and at the same time, he also praised him.

Although Chen Jing felt relieved after hearing this and felt that Kong Xue had not misunderstood, at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a slight sense of loss in his heart.

He's a nice boy.

The meaning of this wording is quite obvious. Kong Xue only treats him as a little brother, so people will not misunderstand him.

Chen Jingding nodded: "Well, thank you Sister Xue for your compliment."

The two sat for a while longer, and when Chen Jing saw that it was getting late, he took the initiative to leave.

After Chen Jing left, Kong Xue walked to the balcony and collected all the clothes hanging out to dry. She went back to the bedroom to tidy up. When she found the black underwear, she seemed to remember what happened just now.

Kong Xue suddenly smiled, and her face without any makeup was still extremely beautiful under this smile.

But she thought of Chen Jing's stuttering and embarrassed look on the balcony just now, and couldn't help but whisper: "What a cute little brother."

Here, after Chen Jing returned to his room, he walked into the bathroom to wash up and clear away some distracting thoughts in his mind.

Men, it's always like this. When facing an excellent member of the opposite sex, they always have some instinctive reverie. When this reverie doesn't hold true, it's normal to feel disappointed.

However, Chen Jing's ability to adjust his mentality is still very strong. He washed his face, looked at himself in the mirror, stretched out his hand and tapped on it: "Your goal now is to make money!"

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The next day, Chen Jing found a paper box and stuffed it with cotton cloth before putting the blue and white porcelain bowl in it.

Porcelain is easily damaged and there is no room for Chen Jing to be careless.

When he arrived at Nabaoju with the box, Zhao Zheng had just opened the door and was sitting at the tea table as usual, drinking morning tea leisurely and comfortably.

Chen Jing said hello and sat in front of him with the box.

Zhao Zheng was originally drinking tea seriously. When he saw Chen Jing sitting over with a box, he asked curiously: "Hey, Xiao Chen, look at your posture, have you got something good?"

Chen Jing smiled and said: "Uncle Zhao, your eyes are really amazing, you can see it right away."

Zhao Zheng also smiled and said: "It's not that my eyes are sharp, it's the excitement on your face that almost makes it written on your face that I picked up something good."

"Haha, you can't blame me, Uncle Zhao. I feel like I might have missed it again." Chen Jing naturally didn't mean to say anything, he just said it was possible.

Hearing this, Zhao Zheng shook his head and said: "Xiao Chen, you have just entered the antique shop. I can understand your desire to pick up leaks. Everyone does this, but picking up leaks is really not that easy. You were lucky last time, but

Not every time you have such good luck, picking up mistakes is not just a matter of luck."
Chapter completed!