Jing Mengyang parked the car at the door of the International Hotel, and the security guard on duty at the door stepped forward respectfully to help Qiaoshu open the car door.

Seeing this, Jing Mengyang hurriedly said to the security guard: "I'd better drive it!

Hearing this, the security guard stopped what he was doing and glanced at the Qiaoshu in the car in surprise.

Qiaoshu pointed at Jing Mengyang and said angrily, "Who do you say is a pet?"

Jing Mengyang looked around and said with an innocent face, "Of course it's you! Is there anyone else here?"

"Surnamed Jing, don't deceive people too much!" Qiao Shu said with a clenched fist and gritted his silver teeth.

"I'll just bully you, what's the matter? Who told you to always don't listen to me!" Jing Mengyang opened the car door and got off the bookshelf.

"Let go of me! I warn you not to touch it, or I'll chop your hands off!" Qiao Shu warned, panting.

The corners of Jing Mengyang's mouth pulled up a wicked smile, "Little thorn, you don't seem to be warning, but reminding!" As he spoke, Jing Mengyang's big hand pinched Qiaoshu's ass fiercely.

"Ah...... It hurts!" Qiao Shu cried out in pain.

"If you don't want to endure hardship, you can be obedient, no matter how hard your arms are, you can't twist your thighs!" Jing Mengyang finished speaking, and walked towards the hotel lobby with a face wrinkled like a bun.

Qiaoshu was so shaken by the dazzling light in the hotel lobby that he couldn't open his eyes, and let Jing Mengyang carry him to the private room.

However, Jing Mengyang took her to the elevator, and with a light press of his big hand, the elevator slowly rose to the seventeenth floor.

The elevator door opened, Jing Mengyang skillfully walked to the door of the fifth room on the left hand side and stopped, took out the room card in his pocket to open the door of the room, and gently pushed the big hand behind Qiaoshu, Qiaoshu staggered into the room, Jing Mengyang then followed in, and locked the door of the room with his backhand.

Qiaoshu looked at the room decorated with roses and candles, and suddenly blushed and his heart jumped, looking at Jing Mengyang and stammering, "You...... What are you bringing me here for?"

Jing Mengyang crossed his hands around his chest and asked, "What do you say?"

"I don't know, you'd better let me go now!" Qiao Shu felt a fever on his face.

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Jing Mengyang's mouth, and he approached Qiaoshu step by step, and said in a hurry, "You don't know, then I'll remind you!" After speaking, Jing Mengyang waved his hand, and the plaid shirt on Qiaoshu's body was rudely thrown to the ground by him.

Qiaoshu screamed in fright, his hands were tightly protected on his chest, and he looked at Jing Mengyang who was approaching in horror, and stepped back step by step.

"Do you understand this? If you haven't understood, I can make it even more exciting!" Jing Mengyang's eyes flashed with obscenity.

Qiaoshu was soon forced into a corner by Jing Mengyang, tears flashed in her eyes, and she choked up and said, "How did you let me go?"

"Let you go, I finally caught you, how could you let go so easily!You should be honored, I love how you react when you get close to you, it's much more intriguing than Amy's!" Jing Mengyang circled Qiaoshu between himself and the corner, squinting his eyes and said to Qiaoshu with a wary face.

After waiting for two seconds, seeing Qiaoshu lowering his eyelids and not speaking, he lowered his head and prepared to kiss Fangze, and at the moment when he was about to touch Qiaoshu's mouth, Qiaoshu sneezed heavily, and saliva sprayed Jing Mengyang's face.

Qiaoshu rubbed his nose with his hand and said, "Finally hit it, what kind of perfume are you spraying? Why are you so choking!"

Wiping the saliva on his face, Jing Mengyang was so angry that he wanted to kill, and he lost any interest in an instant, he picked up the phone on the table, pressed down a string of numbers, and said to the waiter on the other end of the phone, "Send me the dinner for two!" After speaking, he hung up the phone rudely.

Jing Mengyang sat on the sofa tiredly, pressed his temples that were a little swollen and aching with his hand, and ordered Qiaoshu, "Why are you standing stupidly, sit next to me!"

Hearing this, Qiaoshu didn't move, she smiled evilly, and said to Jing Mengyang, who closed her eyes and recuperated, "I have hepatitis B!"

Jing Mengyang opened his eyes violently, turned his head to look at Qiaoshu and asked, "Really, fake?"

"Really, our whole family has it, heredity!" Qiao Shu said with a serious face.

Jing Mengyang's expression was as if he had eaten a pound of flies, he stood up, walked to Qiaoshu, put his hands on Qiaoshu's shoulders and asked word by word, "I'll ask you one last time, do you really have hepatitis B?"

"Yes!" Qiaoshu said with a nod of thought.

"In that case, I should have been infected by you just now!" Jing Mengyang said as he looked at Qiaoshu with his eyes.

"I guess I didn't run!" Qiaoshu laughed heartlessly.

"Since it's already infectious, there's nothing to be afraid of, I, Jing Mengyang, will go crazy today!" Jing Mengyang finished speaking, picked up Qiaoshu horizontally, and walked towards the double bed covered with rose petals in the room.

"Jing Mengyang, are you crazy, I have hepatitis B, you dare to touch me?" Qiao Shu shouted hoarsely in Jing Mengyang's arms.

Jing Mengyang rudely threw Qiaoshu on the bed, looked at Qiaoshu condescendingly and said, "Even if you have AIDS, I will conquer you today!"

After Jing Mengyang finished speaking, he leaned over and kissed Qiao Shu's face fiercely, Qiao Shu closed his eyes tightly, and his heart beat faster with his hand against Jing Mengyang's undulating chest.

The noisy doorbell rang one after another, and the waiter stood outside the door and pressed the doorbell impatiently, saying in his heart What is the matter with this guest? I just called to call for food, why didn't I open the door after pressing the doorbell for a long time, and my ears were stuffed with chicken feathers!

The door opened, and Jing Mengyang stood at the door with a gloomy face and disheveled.

The waiter swept away the displeasure just now, and said with a flattering face, "Sorry sir, I'm bothering you, this is the meal you ordered before, I'll help you push it in!"

Seeing that Jing Mengyang didn't say anything, the waiter quickly pushed the dining car into the room, then bowed to Jing Mengyang, turned around and walked out of the room, and closed the door with his backhand.

After working for a long time, Jing Mengyang was indeed hungry, he rubbed his stomach and said to Qiaoshu in the room, "Let's eat! I ordered a meal for two, and I can't eat alone!"

He was met with a room of silence.

Jing Mengyang slammed the chopsticks on the table, got up and walked inside, when she saw Qiaoshu crying like a rabbit on the bed, she was instantly stunned, and couldn't help but help her wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Don't touch me!" Qiao Shu choked and twisted his head to the side.

Jing Mengyang simply sat down next to Qiaoshu, and said with her crying face, "You're not, but I just kissed you a few times, and you haven't touched the bottom line!"

Qiao Shu stared at Jing Mengyang with red and swollen eyes and said, "As for it, why are you embarrassed to say it? Is your face made of steel and concrete? That was my first kiss, my first hug, and my first hand, and today it was all taken away by you!" Qiao Shu said, tears falling down in anger.

"I understand the first kiss and the first hug, but I don't quite understand what the first hand is!" Qiaoshu's words aroused Jing Mengyang's curiosity, and he scratched his head and asked.

"You idiot! I don't even know it for the first time, it's the first time I hold my hand!

Hearing this, Jing Mengyang almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, I wiped it! The first hand is also counted! This girl has never held hands with a boy since she was a child? It's really terrifyingly pure!

"Then if you count it like this, wouldn't you have all your first back, first face, and first neck!" Jing Mengyang looked at Qiaoshu and said jokingly.

Qiao Shu did not speak with a gloomy face, and in silence, Jing Mengyang heard Qiao Shu's tears falling on the quilt.

"Okay, don't cry, can't I apologize to you? It's a big deal that I'll pay with money, how much you say, make a price!" Jing Mengyang coaxed in a low voice.

Before the words landed, he slapped Qiaoshu firmly on his face, "If you can use money to compensate, then I will follow ...... What's the difference between me and that!" Qiaoshu said with a choking mouth.

Jing Mengyang covered his face that was hurt by Qiaoshu's fan and said, "What's the matter? Miss, you can't compare with them, their work is fine! It's much more likable than you're rough!"

Qiaoshu raised his hand and said to Jing Mengyang angrily: "You try to compare me with them again, I slapped your nose crooked, do you believe it or not?"

"Don't believe it!" Jing Mengyang had a disbelieving expression.

"You ......" Qiaoshu was completely mad by Jing Mengyang's anger, stood up from the bed with a sigh, and threw the low cabinet at the head of the bed towards Jing Mengyang, Jing Mengyang turned around quickly, and the low cabinet slammed on the floor, leaving deep scratches on the waxed oily wooden floor.

"You're really, you're really!" Jing Mengyang said as he looked at Qiaoshu, who had lost his mind and was like a little monster that had only been stimulated.

Qiaoshu's back suddenly cracked a big gap, and she was so frightened that she froze in place, not knowing what to do for a while.

"Don't move, I'll help you!" Jing Mengyang said as he ripped off the quilt on the bed and cautiously walked towards Qiaoshu, who was standing stiffly on the bed.

"Go away!I don't have to worry about you!" Qiao Shu bowed and yelled at Jing Mengyang.

The opening on the back was cracked to the end, cracking to the waist of Qiaoshu, the bandeau dress lost the restraint of the zipper, and left the chest unscrupulously, in the scream of Qiaoshu, the spring light on the upper body was seen by Jing Mengyang.

Ahh

Jing Mengyang jumped onto the bed with an arrow step, and wrapped the Qiaoshu tightly in the quilt: "Don't scream, let others hear and think I'm what's wrong with you! There are no outsiders here, it's better to be looked at by me than to be looked at by others! I've touched all the places you exposed, what are you still calling!

"You bastard!" Qiaoshu stretched out his hand to fight, but was frightened back by Jing Mengyang's voice, "It's not honest, is it? Be careful for a while, the quilt will fall to the ground and I will look at it!"

Qiaoshu really wanted to cry without tears at the moment, she sniffed, spread her hands to Jing Mengyang and said, "Give me your money!"

Jing Mengyang didn't react for a while, and stammered and asked, "What are you doing?