This is the second time that Cha Jiu has rejected Jiang Tingxu.

The first time was when Mrs. Ye knocked off his handkerchief at her funeral.

The second time was tonight, when she re-erected her protective thorn and kept him away.

Jiang Tingxu felt a trace of boredom in his heart.

He had never been angry with Cha Jiu, but tonight he couldn't help but sink his face, his tone was cold and hard, and he ordered Ming Cheng: "Take Miss Ye into the car." ”

Ming Cheng didn't say a word, and stepped forward to lift Cha Jiu like a chicken.

Cha Jiu: "? ”

When did the polite Jiang Tingxu also come to this set?

Jiang Chen was holding on to the lamppost, and the back of his head was still aching.

He saw Cha Jiu struggling under Ming Cheng's hands, and hurriedly said, "Why don't I send her back, she listens to me more." ”

Jiang Chen didn't notice that after he finished saying this, a dangerous dark light flashed in Jiang Tingxu's eyes.

"Forcibly making intimate gestures towards women in public, is this something you've learned over the years at the Jiang family?" Jiang Tingxu's tone was cold.

What he said was Jiang Chen's behavior of putting his hand around Cha Jiu's waist just now.

Jiang Chen was stunned.

Yes? No, isn't it Jiang Tingxu himself who let Cha Jiu move into Jiang's house and get along with him more and cultivate feelings?

Now reprimand him for this?

Ming Cheng mercilessly stuffed Cha Jiu into the car parked on the side of the road.

Cha Jiu: "I still have ......"

Jiang Tingxu frowned: "Tap." ”

Mingcheng's body stiffened, carefully pinched Cha Jiu's hand to pull the car door, threw it in, and closed the door.

Jiang Tingxu's emotionless gaze shifted from McLaren to Jiang Chen, and said lightly: "It's late, you should rest early." ”

Before Jiang Chen could speak, Jiang Tingxu got into the car, and McLaren left.

Jiang Chen stood in place, and even felt that the phrase "rest early" was just a simple perfunctory sentence to him.

……

Cha Jiu sat in the back seat, her hair and clothes wet from the rain.

A few strands of wet hair on her forehead scattered, and Jiang Tingxu stretched out his hand, wanting to pin her behind her ear, but was dodged.

The hand that paused in mid-air was withdrawn lonely.

"Turn up the heat." Jiang Tingxu commanded.

Cha Jiu's clothes were a little transparent after being wet, and the beautiful scenery that led to reverie loomed in the afterglow of Jiang Tingxu, like a silent invitation.

It is also a harbinger of destruction.

Cha Jiu suddenly said, "My computer and thesis materials are still in the bar. ”

I haven't drunk the alcohol that I paid for.

Jiang Tingxu quickly reacted: "You write papers in a bar? ”

Cha Jiu asked rhetorically: "Can't you?" ”

Jiang Tingxu's dull heart finally floated a little.

He turned his head to the window on the other side, and the lines of his cold and hard mouth softened: "Yes." ”

"I'm not going back to Jiang's house, just find a hotel and let me get off." Cha Jiu said again.

Her hand was on the lock on the side of the door, as if she was about to jump out of the car at any moment if she couldn't talk.

Jiang Tingxu looked at her helplessly: "Don't mess around, okay?" ”

His tone was like coaxing a child who was making trouble.

The two fell into a silent confrontation.

In the end, Jiang Tingxu gave in, and he let the car drive to a six-star hotel, which is an industry under the name of the Jiang Group.

After receiving the news that Jiang Tingxu came to the hotel, the person in charge of the hotel got up from his dream at four o'clock in the morning and rushed over to open a luxury suite for Cha Jiu, which was not open to the public.

When you open the door, you will be greeted by a large glass window that offers an unobstructed view of the city at night.

Above the large bed is a starry sky roof with a sense of design.

"Is this the world through the eyes of the richest people?" Cha Jiu sighed: "Can I live here forever?" ”

"Nope." Jiang Tingxu was categorical, "I will go home as soon as I wake up tomorrow." ”

He turned his wheelchair and expertly went to the hidden closet, from which he pulled out a spare men's shirt.

"Take a nice hot shower, change out of wet clothes, and don't catch a cold."

Cha Jiu took the shirt that was obviously Jiang Tingxu's size and glanced at him: "This is your shirt?" ”

"Wear it." Jiang Tingxu did not deny it.

Each hotel of the Chiang Group will reserve a suite for him, which will be filled with his usual things in case of emergency.

Cha Jiu is not twisted.

She pulled up her hair, quickly put it in a bun with the pen on the table, and began to undress herself, not shying away from the fact that there was a man in front of her.

Jiang Tingxu's eyes twitched and closed his eyes.

Cha Jiu glanced at him with a smile.

In fact, she just wanted to tease him.

She knew that Jiang Tingxu wouldn't peek at all.

When a person's eyes are closed, their sense of hearing tends to become sensitive.

The subtle sound of clothes rubbing could easily reach Jiang Tingxu's ears, like a series of scattered codes entering his mind through the ear canal and re-weaving into a complete picture.

Jiang Tingxu seemed to be able to know how the shirt skipped her skin and soaked in the slightly sweet jasmine

The more restrained and forbearant he was on the outside, the more violent the inner storm became.

"Mr. Jiang, I can't button it." Cha Jiu was still teasing him.

The back of Jiang Tingxuwu's hand was bruised because of excessive patience.

"Buckle it yourself."

Cha Jiu's tone was aggrieved: "But you know I'm not good at buttoning." ”

This sentence once again evokes the scene where the clothes fell off when he rubbed medicine for Cha Jiu that day.

"......" Jiang Tingxu almost gritted his teeth and said this: "I don't know." ”

"Okay."

You can't be too much, Cha Jiu can stop in moderation, and get dressed quickly.

"I've changed it."

Jiang Tingxu finally ended this "torture" that was his own.

As a result, he opened his eyes and saw an even more blood-pumping scene.

Because of Cha Jiu's tall figure, the white shirt can only cover her hips.

The two well-proportioned and slender long legs had extremely strong attack power, quickly occupying all of Jiang Tingxu's attention.

"I'm ......" Jiang Tingxu's throat was a little dry, and as soon as he spoke, his voice was hoarse, "I'll go first, you have a good rest." ”

He turned his wheelchair to leave, only to find that the door was locked.

Cha Jiu was triumphant, holding a remote control in his hand: "It turns out that the door here can be locked by remote control." ”

She walked towards him step by step, a wicked smile on her lips, like a little fox who had succeeded in her tricks.

The hem of her shirt swayed slightly as she walked, and the scenery was faintly visible.

Two strands of long hair fall from the loose bun, outlining seductive curves along the delicate undulating figure.

She boldly straddled Jiang Tingxu.

"Enough, Qinghuan ......"

He tried to stop it, but the jasmine-scented tips of his hair swept across his sensitive Adam's apple, causing it to roll up and down involuntarily.

The two of them were close at hand, breathing and smelling each other.

Cha Jiu leaned over, intending to kiss him—

But Jiang Tingxu's eyes were always unwavering, without a trace of lust.

"It's boring." Cha Jiu chuckled, and her delicate lips stopped before they could be pressed against him.

"You obviously have feelings, why do you pretend to be pure-hearted?"

Cha Jiu knew that he had feelings.

In fact, behind her invisible back just now, Jiang Tingxu's hand trembled slightly, and he wanted to raise it and hold it on her waist countless times.

But in the end, it didn't.

"You hate me going to the bar, you hate Jiang Chen touching me, and you hate me staying away from you."

"Admit it, Jiang Tingxu, you have a possessive desire for me."

Cha Jiu held his face and gently dropped a kiss on his pretending indifferent eyes: "Your feelings are restrained and forbearing, but love is the game of the brave, I won't wait for you for too long." ”