Chapter Ninety-Nine: He's Drugged
Feng Yan took advantage of the situation to circle his neck and kissed him more intoxicated, and Ji Hesheng seemed to be confused.
However, as her face gradually enlarged in front of his eyes, another face appeared in his mind.
As soon as he pushed Feng Yan away, the strength was so great that Feng Yan fell to the ground, and then he strode out.
"Ah Sheng......" Feng Yan shouted, she could only look at his back, and then pounded the floor fiercely.
Driving the car to the maximum speed, Ji Hesheng opened the window, and the wind on his face did not make him more sober, but deepened his desire.
There was a picture about Ji Qingsang ignited with a bang, and he turned the car around and drove in the other direction.
In the dark night, as soon as he stopped the car, he saw a man and a woman standing in front of the apartment.
They were talking and laughing, looking happy, and seemed to talk about interesting topics.
Ji Qingsang raised his hand and stroked his hair, lowered his head and said, "I'll go to see Qiqi and Tinker Bell next time." β
"That's good." Qiao Yanxi nodded.
"It's not early, you go back first!" Ji Qingsang raised his head as he spoke, but was restrained by Qiao Yanxi's voice, "Don't move, Qingsang." β
Ji Qingsang kept raising his head slightly, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong, Qiao Yanxi." β
"You've got something on your head, I'll take it off for you." Qiao Yanxi leaned over and approached Ji Qingsang as he spoke.
He had a faint smell of cologne, and the tip of Ji Qingsang's nose was filled with this smell in an instant, and the tone was very light, clean and sunny.
Ji Hesheng sat in the car, the light at night was very dim, and from his point of view, it happened to be refracted into an intimate gesture of them kissing.
For a moment, his face swept into the storm, and his eyes were terrifying.
"Qingsang, I'll go first, bye." After Qiao Yanxi took the things for her, he took a step back and waved at her.
It wasn't until he saw Qiao Yanxi's car drive away that Ji Qingsang went upstairs.
However, as soon as she entered the house and sat on the sofa, there was a knock at the door.
Ji Qingsang thought for a while, thinking that Qiao Yanxi had forgotten to take something, and the first thing she said when she opened the door was, "Qiao Yanxi, are you ......?"
The man standing at the door had his hands in his trouser pockets, with a casual smile on his face, he didn't have glasses now, so Ji Qingsang could clearly see the mockery in his eyes.
"How did you end up here?" She asked, closing the door as she spoke,
"What, isn't it Qiao Yanxi, you're disappointed?" Ji Hesheng grabbed her wrist, and the force was so strong that he almost crushed her bones.
"Yes, I'm disappointed, please leave immediately."
Ji Qingsang wanted to pull his hand away, but he couldn't. Not only that, Ji Hesheng also pushed her straight in, and then closed the door with his backhand.
"Ji Hesheng, what do you want to do?" Ji Qingsang was pushed by him and fell on the sofa, she rubbed her wrist and frowned slightly.
Looking up at him, the enraged man threw his coat on the ground, then fell on his knees on the sofa, grabbed her hand and pressed her directly into the sofa.
"Are you with Qiao Yanxi?" Ji Hesheng asked, his crimson lips close to her ear, gently blowing hot air.
"Ji Hesheng, you drank too much." Because he was close, Ji Qingsang could clearly smell the smell of wine on his body.
She struggled, wanting to get rid of Ji Hesheng's shackles, but no matter how she struggled, Ji Hesheng would only clamp her tighter.
"I asked you if you were with Qiao Yanxi?" The bass stained the night and spread out from the man's thin lips.
Ji Qingsang almost instinctively refused his touch, but she clasped her hand with full force, making her powerless to resist at all. "Yes, so what, what's your business?"
She said angrily, and used her hand to pull Ji Hesheng's big palm.
Ji Hesheng's face was gloomy as if he was about to drip water, but he still restrained his urge to tear her apart, he was really afraid that he couldn't help but strangle her.
"Ji Qingsang, how long has it been since you were with Qiao Yanxi?" He asked again, his eyes glowing scarlet, looking a little terrifying.
Staring at Ji Hesheng's eyes, Ji Qingsang found that his focus was on her, but there was no trace of temperature.
"Ji Hesheng." Ji Qingsang shook his head, his eyes full of resistance.
"How far have you and Qiao Yanxi developed?" Ji Hesheng's handsome face was close at hand, and every syllable he spit out was meaningful, and even dyed with cold mockery.
"We're not as filthy as you think." Ji Qingsang finally snatched her hand back from under Ji Hesheng's big palm, she held the red and swollen place, and bit her lip slightly.
She had never seen such a Ji Hesheng, even if he was extremely calm and restrained himself now, he couldn't resist the accusation in his eyes.
She didn't do anything wrong, why should he do this to himself.
Ji Qingsang, who was angry, walked to the door and opened the door, "You are not welcome here." β
Ji Hesheng's thin lips slowly hooked a light smile, but the undercurrent under the calm became more and more obvious.
The woman's hair in front of her was a little messy, but it didn't hinder her beauty. Ji Hesheng secretly suppressed the anger in his heart and said softly, "Sangsang, don't be with Qiao Yanxi, okay?" β
In a tone that seemed to be discussed, looking at the tall figure standing in the living room, Ji Qingsang actually derived a kind of pity.
Is he pathetic? No, he is not pitiful at all, he has a fiancΓ©e, unlike her. Moreover, they are not people of the same world in the first place.
"Ji Hesheng, I will have my own life." A little tired, Ji Qingsang's eyebrows furrowed tightly, but his voice was very firm, "You will marry Feng Yan, and I will also marry someone else, we will have nothing to do with each other from now on, right?" β
"Not good!" Ji Hesheng roared angrily, the suppressed anger ignited suddenly, and his eyes seemed to be bloodshot, "I won't let you be with others, never." β
"Can you be reasonable?" Ji Qingsang asked, raised his hand and put the Xiufa that fell in front of him to the back, and slowly twisted it with a touch of indifference, "Ji Hesheng, this path was chosen by yourself, didn't it?" β
"Sangsang ......" Ji Hesheng raised his feet and walked towards her, looking down at her condescendingly from a certain distance from her. It was probably because these two words were too low, Ji Qingsang opened his eyes to look at him, with a sadness in his eyes.
He raised his hand to pinch her chin and said softly, "Sangsang, tell me, you won't be with other men." β
"Ji Hesheng, this is simply impossible." Ji Qingsang said, helplessly, but caught a glimpse of the deep yin owl in his eyes.
She herself knows very well that it is only a matter of time to completely pull Ji Hesheng out of her life, as long as there is enough time, she will definitely be late for him.
Probably seeing through the determination in her eyes, Ji Hesheng suddenly leaned over and kissed her, not as gentle as before, but with a vicious bite.
"Ji Hesheng, what are you crazy about?" Ji Qingsang pushed him away and scolded loudly.
Ji Hesheng's gaze showed no pity at all, and he picked her up again when she didn't have time to react at all.
"Ji Hesheng ......" She looked at him with wide eyes, but found that there was still no temperature in his eyes, and it was cold as if he was going to tear her into his belly.
That gloomy handsome face that she had dreamed of in the middle of the night had now become her nightmare.
The night was as cool as water, and the room was full of spring, and even the moon blushed.
Early in the morning, Ji Qingsang opened her eyes, and the dazzling light made her reach out to cover her eyes.
She was a little dazed, stunned for a while, and then wanted to get up. Turning his head, the man beside him seemed to be still asleep, he frowned faintly, and his face was gloomy.
Ji Qingsang bit her lip and got up, she caught a glimpse of the thing next to her, she reached out and picked it up and wanted to throw it at him, but her arm stopped in mid-air, and she didn't dare to take another step forward.
"What, don't you smash it?" The man suddenly opened his eyes and stared straight at her.
Tears fell from her eyes, and she shook her head uncontrollably. It's really useless, she can't bear it.
Ji Hesheng got up and gently kissed her on the lips, which was as gentle as water, "Good morning, Sangsang." β
"Ji Hesheng, what do you want to do?" Ji Qingsang's voice was soaked in coldness.
"Sangsang, I miss you." Ji Hesheng stretched out his hand to hug her, his voice a little hoarse.
Do you really miss her? Ji Qingsang felt funny, and said that he was the one who was leaving, and he was the one who found this place now.
"Ji Hesheng, but I don't miss you at all." Ji Qingsang opened his mouth coldly, and a pair of eyes full of water were mocking.
"It's okay." Ji Hesheng replied.
"But I have a relationship." Ji Qingsang pushed him away and roared hysterically.
Ji Hesheng's eyes were deeply gripping her, and the long hair that fell covered half of her face, making her look more and more pitiful.
"I ...... last night" Ji Hesheng wanted to explain, but Ji Qingsang looked up at him, his eyes stubborn and stubborn.
Ji Hesheng didn't speak again, he walked straight down from the bed, then bent down to hug her, and walked straight to the bathroom with her.
"Ji Hesheng, what do you want to do? Put me down," she struggled, and her exit was a bad attitude.
Ji Hesheng lifted his eyes and sneered, he stopped and glanced at Ji Qingsang, "Sangsang, don't think I'm so shameless, okay?" β
"Don't you admit that you are shameless?"
Hearing her words, Ji Hesheng had no choice but to put her down and whispered, "You go take a bath by yourself, okay?" β
"To whom is gentleness now?" Ji Qingsang sneered, just didn't follow his wishes, but still moved his steps and walked towards the bathroom.
When she came out of the bathroom, Ji Hesheng hadn't left yet.
He sat on the sofa, exuding the temperament of a family man, but Ji Qingsang just couldn't get used to it.
When Ji Hesheng saw her, he squinted quietly, and said in a low voice, "Give me the key." β
"Why?" Ji Qingsang asked stiffly.
"Actually, it doesn't matter if you have a key or not, I can find someone to smash the door when the time comes." After saying this, Ji Hesheng walked outside.
"Ji Hesheng, you bastard." Ji Qingsang picked up the pillow on the bed and threw it towards his back.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of the door closing sounded, and the room was quiet all of a sudden, but the smell of the man was still very strong, lingering between Ji Qingsang's snorts, she curled her fingers, and her mind was in chaos.