Chapter 4 Do you still hate

It was already twelve o'clock in the morning when Qiao Xing hung up the phone. And Jiang Yifan always maintained the movement of leaning against the door frame, and even the expression on his face did not change. Qiao Xing couldn't help but shudder.

"Mr. Jiang, you have also repaired this water pipe, and the phone has been eavesdropped. It's so late, could it be that you want to stay and share a bed with me? ”

Qiao Xing knows Jiang Yifan best, and his self-discipline and inferiority complex make him never dare to take a step beyond Lei Chi, even when the two of them were at their best.

Obviously, she was wrong again, ten years is too long, she has already faded away from her youthfulness back then, and she can open her mouth in front of him unscrupulously, how could Jiang Yifan retreat because of her salty and indifferent words.

"This is what you said...... then turned sideways to leave her a way into the bathroom, and said indifferently: "Do you wash it first or I wash it first, since you want to wash it after a while, or you can wash it after it's over, I won't dislike it."

Qiao Xing's ears were flushed, and he finally couldn't hold it back, and roared in a low voice: "Jiang Yifan, have you made enough trouble, please go back if you make enough trouble, I really don't have the energy to accompany you."

What she said was the truth, she couldn't sleep when she received Qiao Fei's wedding card, and even when she relied on drugs, that night was full of nightmares.

Jiang Yifan realized that Qiao Xing's face was very bad, even under the cover of cosmetics, he still looked tired.

"You...... You okay? Qiao Xing couldn't stand Jiang Yifan's gentle tone the most, and the anger on his face gradually faded. She shook her head helplessly,

"There's nothing going on for the time being, but if Mr. Jiang continues to make fun of me here, then I may really have something to do.

Jet lag has made me very tired, and I haven't had a good rest for several days, so I really don't have any more strength to cater to your interests, Mr. Jiang. ”

Seeing that Jiang Yifan still had no intention of leaving, Qiao Xing didn't have the patience to continue to deal with him, and waved his hand: "Forget it, you can do whatever you like."

With that, she turned off the lights and plunged into her amazingly soft bed, not wanting to bother with anything else, now she just wanted to get a good night's sleep. As for Jiang Yifan, if he had any bad intentions towards him, he would not wait until now, although he sometimes looks like a pervert, but Qiao Xing is still a hundred assured in terms of character.

Thinking like this, you can sleep peacefully, but unfortunately drowsiness is like this, the more you grab it, the more it will be against you, but when you really take off your guard and prepare to sleep, you will find that you can't sleep.

Jiang Yifan has been stunned there and at a loss, he doesn't want to leave, he is afraid that after leaving, he will never have the opportunity to be alone with her. I wanted to stay, but I couldn't convince myself to stay.

The windless moon was surprisingly bright tonight, and the faint moonlight fell on Qiao Xing through the window. In the haze, he unconsciously walked slowly to her side.

Feeling the mattress on his side sink, Qiao Xing suddenly tensed his nerves. If she could still be fearless just now, jokingly saying that she wanted to have a fight with him, then now she is really a little scared.

In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows were in the same room, if Jiang Yifan really wanted to do something to her, she could only call the sky and the earth to be ineffective.

Qiao Xing waited motionlessly, thinking that if he suddenly hugged him, then she would give him a big baby.

It's a pity that Jiang Yifan just lay down with his clothes closed, and there was no movement after that. This made Qiao Xing a little disappointed.

All in all, what Jiang Yifan did tonight was very unreasonable, Qiao Xing couldn't even think of what he was doing this?

Just to help her fix the water pipes? There are so many workers in the Qiao family who can find one at random, and when he was a child, did he need the young master of the Qiao family to come and run this trip.

But to say that he came to her is unreasonable. They are already irrelevant now, and what can they do with her.

Thinking too much, people are even more confused, just when Qiao Xing thought that Jiang Yifan was already asleep, and thought about simply giving him the bed and going to the second bedroom for one night, Jiang Yifan suddenly spoke.

"How are you doing all these years?"

His voice was low, and it was a little abrupt in the empty room at midnight.

Qiao Xing thought he was talking in a dream, and subconsciously said, "Huh? "Yes. But Jiang Yifan's following actions really scared her a lot.

Suddenly, Jiang Yifan hugged her from behind, like two curved spoons overlapping each other, and the posture could be said to be quite ambiguous and intimate, which made Qiao Xing very uneasy.

Qiao Xing subconsciously broke free, but was hugged tighter by Jiang Yifan. However, there is one thing Qiao Xing feels very lucky, at least the lights are not turned on in this case, otherwise Jiang Yifan will definitely see the expression on her face at this time, the face that is red because of nervousness, how ridiculous it is.

"Qiao Xing, I miss you so much, I miss you every day after you leave."

The hot breath he exhaled as he spoke sprayed onto Qiao Xing's neck, itching incomparably, as if something suddenly began to stir, making her very uneasy.

She cleared her throat in embarrassment: "If you don't let go of me again, I'll call someone."

As soon as the words came out, even she felt weak and funny.

Blue Mountain North Garden is a high-end villa, the sound insulation effect is very good, and the adjacent houses are far away, so no one will hear her if she really screams her throat now.

"Jojo, you're still hating me, are you?"

Qiao Xing didn't expect that it was just a simple title, but it made her feel like a world away. Over the years, people around her abroad will only call her English name: Linda, few people know her Chinese name, let alone call her Qiaoqiao.

After coming back, Qiao Fei only called her Qiao Xing, and most of the close people around her also called her like this, and they have always been.

Only Jiang Yifan would call it that. Qiao Xing suddenly remembered that Jiang Yifan minded her calling him Mr. Jiang, it turned out that the specific name called from the mouth of a specific person was really different.

The combination of the simple two words "Jojo" and his deep voice has such a charm that she can't help but lose her soul.

Seeing that Qiao Xing was silent, Jiang Yifan asked again without giving up, "You hate me, right?" ”

Compared with the previous sentence, this time it was Jiang Yifan's self-questioning and self-answering.

Hate? Qiao Xing didn't know how to answer, there was no beginning between them, naturally there was no end, let alone love, nor hurt each other, let alone each other's former lovers, where was there a reason to hate him.

"Mr. Qiao is serious, how can people who don't care hate it?"

Qiao Xing listened to her voice a little dry, dry and unfamiliar to her, as if the voice didn't come from her mouth.

Jiang Yifan's face was like ashes, and his hands fell slowly and weakly.

It had always been like this, and she had always been able to easily shatter the disguise and self-esteem he had worked so hard to put on.

It turned out that she really never loved.

Or what did he think? If it weren't for the fact that he could come back early after the meeting over there was over, how could he have learned from Aunt Zhang that Qiao Xing had returned.

He was the last to know that she was coming back, just as he was the last to know when she was gone.

Because he doesn't care, there's no need to let him know, is it?