"Jiaojiao, what's wrong with you?" The woman fell backwards, and was then taken into a broad, warm chest.

Jiang Ci smiled softly, and his lips were stained with a layer of evil.

Under the white flickering light above his head, his whole person's aura became more and more cold and compelling, and the angular outline was even more cold and indifferent.

"Jiang Ci, I feel a little dizzy." Chu Jiaojiao leaned on his arms with some strength, looking at him with a pair of dark eyes.

"Really?" A gloomy and light voice, with a hint of a sneer.

"Hmm." Chu Jiaojiao raised her hand and pressed her temple, she always felt that the world was spinning so badly that even the man in front of her began to blur, and there was a ghost.

"Why are there two Jiang Ci?" She asked, turning around, fingers climbing up to his shirt.

With a smile, the woman lifted her face and leaned over to kiss him on the chin.

"Jiaojiao, what are you doing?" Jiang Ci's eyebrows and eyes softened suddenly, and his tone was tactful and melodious.

Chu Jiaojiao didn't respond, just looked at him a little blankly.

"Dizzy? I'll take you upstairs to rest. As he spoke, he leaned over and hugged her sideways.

Chu Jiaojiao leaned on his shoulder, closed her slender eyes, and muttered, "Jiang Ci ......"

"Huh? I am here. ”

The woman's hands wrapped around his neck, and her little head rubbed against his neck, as if looking for a suitable position.

Her slightly dependent movements made the eyes of the man who carried her back to the bedroom gradually deepen.

After Jiang Ci put her on the bed, she had already fallen asleep.

Looking at the woman's bright face, he lowered his head and patted it, squinting his eyes and shouting, "Jiaojiao, are you asleep?" "There is a shortage of books

Chu Jiaojiao's breathing was steady and she fell into a state of deep sleep, so she didn't pay attention to him.

Jiang Ciqingjun's face had already been covered with an extremely light layer of hoarfrost, and his whole face looked complicated and dark.

Raising his hand, he directly turned the sleeping woman over, showing a posture lying on the bed.

When he saw her bare back skin, the man's dark dark eyes brought out some cold and cool breath, but the curvature of the corners of his lips was amazingly cold.

After watching in silence for a while, Jiang Ci walked out slowly.

When he came back, he had a lot of paint in his hands.

"Jiaojiao." He screamed again, leaned over, and untied the two thin chains that were fastened behind him.

The woman's back was more fully revealed, his eyes darkened, and his lips moved slightly, kissing gently on the woman's back.

From the position of the butterfly bone to the waist, he seemed to refuse to let go of any corner.

"Jiaojiao, do you know what I think when I see you appear in front of those media cameras?" Knowing that the woman would not answer his words again, he only said to himself.

"I'm going to kill them all." The arrogant words came out of his mouth, revealing a thick haze.

There was follow-up filming throughout the film festival, and in order to understand Chu Jiaojiao's dynamics, Jiang Ci asked someone to get him a live broadcast of the pre-follow-up shooting.

When he saw those people staring at Chu Jiaojiao in the picture, he had an urge to kill.

The blood tumbling in his body constantly reminded him that Chu Jiaojiao was his, and no one could covet it.

But his Jiaojiao is so good, and she is so eye-catching, there will be many people who like her.

If someone better than herself pursues her, and she is also moved, she can't stay by his side all the time, and he will lose her.

He didn't want to experience this feeling of loss again in his life, so the desire that was thriving in his body began to rise, and he had to do something about it.