Bian Jichen chased her unique scheming tactics

The car drove for forty minutes.

Jiang Chacha scolded Bian Jichen all the way.

I didn't feel it this deep before.

Now that she finally saw it, Bian Jichen must have done it on purpose, he just wanted to see her angry and gritted her teeth and helpless against him.

But she couldn't do what he wanted.

Bian Jichen was like that just now, Jiang Chacha was sulking again, and she was about to die of grievance.

The space in the car is limited, and slowly, my nose seems to be about to breathe in the refreshing perfume smell just now.

The devil wants to smell him.

Thinking like this, Jiang Chacha took personal grievances, stinky face, moved his ass little by little, came to the very edge, and leaned against the car window.

Clearly told everyone that she didn't want to be in touch with the people around her.

When she came to the very edge, the smell of perfume finally faded, as if she didn't think it was enough, and she fanned her hand in front of her nose, trying to exchange air.

The man beside him turned his eyes sideways and looked at her, his dark eyes thoughtful, and he closed his eyes silently before she could realize it.

Like a circle of ripples on the surface of the lake, in the blink of an eye, the lake surface became a mirror again, calm and calm, leaving no trace.

After fanning the wind for a while, Jiang Chacha finally felt that she could finally breathe freely.

Bian Jichen's taste finally faded a little.

She didn't want to smell Bian Jichen.

The car stopped at the door of the private villa of the school shareholder again, and Jiang Chacha pushed the door and got out of the car.

She just got too hot, so she took off her coat, but she didn't expect that the coat in her hand would be caught in the car door.

Bian Jichen got out of the car and bypassed the body.

A voice fell from beside him.

"What's wrong?"

Afraid that he would get close again, Jiang Chacha was really afraid of the smell on his body, so as soon as he finished asking, she immediately looked up excitedly.

"It's fine!"

Then she looked down, and because she was excited, her head was stuck, and she only knew that she was scrambling to pull the coat that was caught in the car door.

But no matter how hard you pull it, you can't pull it out.

And Bian Jichen was standing on the side of the road, his face was cold, he watched her tugging on her clothes, and his detached eyes were thoughtful.

But by the time Jiang Cha Cha finally realized that he was going to open the door, it was too late.

Her body was covered in a moonlit shadow.

"I'll come."

As if she was afraid of something, her pupils shrank and her face quickly flushed.

She reacted violently, sweating lightly from nervousness on her forehead.

"Don't, don't, I'll do it!!"

But men's domineering is always unreasonable.

He approached suddenly, and deliberately leaned down.

Looking sideways, I saw that Bian Jichen had come to her side, and held the handlebar one step ahead of her.

Before he had time to admire his stunning face, a cedar breath suddenly surrounded him from all directions, even if he restrained his breathing, he still smelled the smell called Bian Jichen.

I don't know if it's her delusion, when he came to open the door, his arm seemed to wipe the fabric of her clothes intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was intentionally trying to create an ambiguous atmosphere, she had such doubts, but when she looked at his face, it gave people a cold sense of abstinence.

He opened the car door, took her coat, turned around, and handed it to her.

"Here you go, Vice President."

The voice is a strange alienation brought about by excessive politeness.

But she reached out to take it, but the man's fingers inadvertently touched her pink fingertips again, a hot spring-like touch, and she felt like her hands were burned.

At the same time, under the blowing of the evening breeze at night, the cedar breath on Bian Jichen's body blew on her face.

This feeling is like being surrounded by the taste of Bian Jichen.

His head exploded, and Jiang Chacha blushed.

- Author's message

In fact, the side is a scheming boy, and he is slowly tackling the strategy~

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