Jiang Zhixian was wearing a brown and black short jacket that was almost the same as usual. The leather collar stood up and made his neck long. Under the jacket was a black vest, which tightly wrapped the muscles and highlighted the standard eight-pack abs.
He sat lazily on the chair, fiddling with the purple clay pot on the table with his fingers. His two long, angular legs were folded together. His black leather shoes stepped on the soft carpet, and he shook casually.
This "sitting or not sitting" look made Shen Qiao's eyelids twitch.
"Can't you just sit still?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zhixian suddenly leaned forward, grabbed Shen Qingqi's wrist across the table, and pulled her forward, and the distance between them instantly shrunk.
This is definitely a good opportunity to push your nose in the face!
Jiang Zhixian smacked his lips, and before Shen Qingqing could react, he was going to act like a hooligan on the spot.
He has been deceived, and now he is asking for some compensation for mental damages. A kiss is not too much!
Jiang Zhixian, who was in a state of mind, stretched out his neck, and the tip of his nose was like a lion patrolling its territory, sniffing inch by inch along Shen Qing's cheek to neck. The ambiguous breath enveloped the entire box, and the room was quiet, as if All you can hear is the pounding heartbeat.
At this moment, Jiang Zhixian's eyes narrowed in vain, staring at Shen Qiao's neck and shoulders, as if trying to quench the fire!
"Who?" Jiang Zhixian tightened his right hand and directly pulled Shen Qiao up from the chair.
Shen Qiao's figure swayed, and her waist was directly pressed against the table. She couldn't help but gasp, and Heiyu was so frightened that he rushed over.
"Let go of the eldest lady!"
"Get out!" Jiang Zhixian didn't even look at him, his voice was suppressed and violent, as if he was going to rush out and kill someone in the next second.
Just when Heiyu was about to take action, Shen Qingqiu immediately made a serious face and ordered: "Heiyu, Changchen, you two go out first."
"Miss!" Heiyu's face was as dark as ink. He wanted to say something, but was grabbed by Changchen.
The two of them gave Jiang Zhixian a warning look, then left the box and stood guard at the door to act as doorkeepers.
The box door closed again, and Shen quietly flicked his wrist, "Let go!"
"Are you cheating on me?" Jiang Zhixian looked indignant, and with just three words, he almost crushed them and squeezed them out from between his teeth.
Shen quietly rolled his eyes, looked at the painful wrist bones, and took a breath, "Let go first."
"Fuck me!!!" Jiang Zhixian couldn't listen to anything anymore.
He repeated this sentence over and over again, the anger bursting out of his eyes, as if he wanted to eat Shen Qingqi alive! His hands were neither light nor heavy, and he pulled Shen Qingqiao to the point of tears, and the impact he had just made On the table, I'm afraid my waist will be bruised by now.
The mask of indifference that Shen had been wearing quietly for several days finally cracked.
"Jiang Zhixian, you hurt me!"
Her voice was a bit coquettish, and even Shen Qingqiu didn't notice it. Jiang Zhixian seemed to have been burned by something, and belatedly let go of his hand, only to find that Shen Qingqiao's wrist was pinched and turned purple again. His face suddenly became embarrassed.
"Ahem." He frowned, with disdain on his lips, "How squeamish!"
I haven't done anything yet, but it still hurts like this. If I really do something, wouldn't I be crying like a baby?
"..."
History has always been surprisingly similar, and Shen Qingqi, who was once again described as 'squeamish', has become accustomed to it.
She shook her wrist and took a deep breath.
Don't be angry or not...this bitch's brain circuitry is not like this the first day.
"What's wrong with your neck?" Jiang Zhixian was very worried about this.
Shen quietly sat back on the chair and said angrily: "It's none of your business!"
"..." After it was over, the little wild cats began to say dirty words. Jiang Zhixian was greatly shocked, and his eyes glanced at her shoulders from time to time. The more he looked at her, the more dazzling he became, and the more angry he became!
When it was over, he felt that the top of his head was even greener.
"Shen Qingqing, you have used me so many times, can you explain everything?"
Jiang Zhixian had a gloomy face, feeling that he had never been so bearable today in his entire life.
With such a time bomb sitting next to her, Shen Qingqing couldn't pretend even if she wanted to. She reached out and touched her neck and waved to Jiang Zhixian.
"You come..."
"..." Jiang Zhixian's face froze, and he almost stopped.
He rubbed his hands and raised his eyebrows.
"No, do I seem so easy to deceive? You should explain the matter clearly to me first, and then...then show your attentiveness to me."
What he said was so upright and awe-inspiring, if it weren't for the secret look in Shen Qingqi's eyes, which was so straightforward, I would have almost believed it.
"..." Shen quietly sighed, "I took an injection of medicine yesterday. This is a side effect. There are still needle holes in my neck. Do you want to see it?"
side effect?
Not being kissed?
Jiang Zhixian's expression turned from gloomy to sunny at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Cough." Jiang Zhixian gave a fake cough and slowly sat back down. His tightly pressed lips could not help but curl up.
"..." Has he lost his memory?
Shen Quietly couldn't help but wonder, has this guy forgotten the lesson he learned the past few days?
The answer, of course, is no.
Jiang Zhixian, who had regained his sanity, returned to his previous appearance, with an aggressive look in his eyes: "Why do you need so many arms?"
"Don't you know?" Shen Qingqing didn't care.
This is really bold to say.
Jiang Zhixian looked at Shen Qingqing's eyebrows carefully, but couldn't connect her with the word "rebellion", "Do you still want to be the queen?"
hiss--
This ambition is no longer just a tiny bit, but a huge wave!
"Can't you?" Shen Qingqing didn't refute, playing with the tea cup in her hand, her tone was calm, as if she was chatting about a trivial matter.
Jiang Zhixian was so angry that his nose almost crooked, "Which one is easier to deal with, the imperial family or the research institute, are you crazy?"
Just rely on the Kestrel? Or rely on the SSS-level mental power of half a bucket of water?
Where does this woman Shen Qingqi have such courage? Isn't she afraid of death?
"Jiang Zhixian, my affairs have nothing to do with you." Shen quietly warned again.
Why did she want to steal Jiang Zhixian's arms? Was it just to incite hatred? No, she didn't want Jiang Zhixian to get involved.
The waters of the empire are too deep. If you are not careful, you will be doomed. She cannot take advantage of Jiang Zhixian's good impression of her and put him in danger.
Jiang Zhixian has lived for most of her life, and she can deceive anyone with just a few words.
At this time, Shen Qiao was stimulated again and again, and his face turned green with anger. "What do you mean it has nothing to do with me!" He gritted his teeth, squinted his eyes, and his voice was hoarse.
The anger in his heart was burning, like firewood, crackling and exploding, and stars bursting out in front of his eyes.
"Very good." Jiang Zhixian closed his palms and slowly stood up.