Jiang Ning felt so painful that he felt like vomiting, and his face was squeezed and deformed.
She seemed to be fighting desperately with him, the corners of her mouth curled up silently.
If she failed once, she would do it twice, three times, or four times...until she succeeded and formed a smile.
With trembling lips, he squeezed out: "Zhou Jingsheng, you are capable of strangling me to death. It's really nice to see you angry."
In six years, Jiang Ning has never seen Zhou Jing live angry several times. He is always used to wrapping anger, joy, and all emotions under that noble and beautiful skin.
She felt that the most difficult thing in the world to guess was Zhou Jingsheng's emotions.
Seeing him furious now.
Not wanting Jiang Ning to relieve his anger, she freed her hand, held his wrist and pressed down.
His throat was choked by gravity, and his breathing was instantly suffocated.
She closed her eyes tightly and assumed a posture of death.
Instead, Zhou Jingsheng suddenly released his fingers.
Fresh air rushed into her mouth, opening up her entire respiratory tract.
Jiang Ning's eyes and face were red and hot, and she couldn't catch her breath. She covered her mouth and retched, and the warm mist turned into liquid and overflowed from the corner of her eyes: "It's still not cruel enough!"
she said and laughed.
His thin shoulders were trembling.
The tears were flowing freely, making her face look decisive and proud.
"Think about it for yourself."
He said coldly.
Zhou Jingsheng moved his legs. The space in the car was limited. When he moved his legs, his ankle hit the seat in front. With an indistinct frown between his brows, he straightened his clothes slowly.
His fingers with clear joints were white and sexy under the weak street light.
Jiang Ning was thinking, no wonder she was so cheap that he liked her for so many years!
She shrank her body and pressed her back against the car door.
Holding the car seat with one hand, he said with a burning voice: "Are you thinking about your eldest nephew so much? Are you planning to persuade me to marry him?"
Zhou Jingsheng smiled faintly.
There was a lot of sarcasm in his smile: "What makes Ah Xun unworthy of you?"
Jiang Ning's heart was instantly pierced by countless bullets.
She raised her hands and subconsciously tried to cover her chest.
But Zhou Jingsheng was staring at her, and Jiang Ning clenched her fingers tightly without blushing or feeling guilty: "Axun is very good, at least much better than you."
"Have a good time with Ah Xun from now on..."
"Okay!" Jiang Ning's face remained calm and relaxed: "Axun likes children the most, and I will give him another child."
Zhou Jingsheng is good-looking, but also indifferent enough.
He didn't say a word, but looked at you with a look that was chilling.
For several seconds: "Jiang Ning, just figure it out."
Jiang Ning looked away, his eyes filled with mist.
Her voice was not loud, but it was a bit charming: "When I marry A Xun, I will be the real Mrs. Zhou. My name is justifiable, but my identity is much more glorious than someone else's. Just think about it..."
"You don't have to be sarcastic."
Zhou Jingsheng interrupted her coldly.
In the dull and dull atmosphere, emotions exploded twice as much as usual.
The tip of my heart ached slightly, and the astringency at the tip of my nose became stronger.
He really let go of everything.
The corners of Jiang Ning's mouth curved slightly, a little bitterly.
She asked him: "Zhou Jingsheng, I have always been curious. If Yu Zixin didn't come to me, and I didn't tell you about separation, how long do you plan to stay with us?"
After about three seconds, Zhou Jingsheng turned to look at her.
In fact, Jiang Ning is very beautiful, the kind of beauty that is definitely not gaudy.
Everyone he could meet and come into contact with was a top-notch beauty.
But Jiang Ning's appearance and temperament are definitely not one in a thousand, but one in a million. It is unique and it is difficult to find the second one in the crowd.
She has a tall and beautiful nose and swaying peach blossom eyes.
The heavy make-up is charming and delicate, the light make-up still looks stunning, and the bare make-up looks elegant and graceful.
Zhou Jingsheng used to like her mouth the most, it was small, delicate and soft.
Every time he does it with her, he also loves to kiss her on the mouth.
Jiang Ning didn't blink: "If you don't want to reply, forget it. I asked casually."
Just now, she wanted to stimulate him so fiercely and with such strong resistance, which was enough to prove that her body was clean and she had never slept with Shen Qingzhan.
Zhou Jingsheng said in a deep voice: "Get off the car."
She was very obedient and cooperative in opening the door.
Jiang Ning walked decisively without raising her eyes to glance at him.
"Mr. Zhou, will you sleep at home tonight?"
After Jiang Ning walked further away, the old housekeeper leaned forward to the car and asked.
Zhou Jingsheng's chest rose and fell slightly, his eyes closed, and the skin under his eyelids undulated and slowly converged.
After a long while, his lips moved and he said in a calm voice: "No, go ask Jiang Ruan to come in and drive."
Jiang Ning was on the second floor, watching the black Maybach drive out of the main courtyard from a distance.
She raised her eyebrows and felt a little inexplicably heavy.
Zhou Jingsheng returned to his villa in the city center that night.
This villa was given to him by Zhou Hongzu as a coming-of-age ceremony.
On weekdays, almost no one comes to live in the house. Zhou Jingsheng hired a special aunt to come and clean it every two weeks. The decoration and furnishings in the house are still the same as those years ago.
Jiang Ruan said: "Mr. Zhou, we're here, do you need me to help you get out of the car?"
"No, you go out first!"
Jiang Ruan got off the car.
The ferocious drunkenness is now flowing through my body.
Zhou Jingsheng rubbed his sore forehead and held his forehead with one hand, brewing his emotions in the car for a long time.
Hold the car door with your hand and push it halfway.
"Ah Sheng."
A coquettish female voice came into my ears.
The surrounding light was not too dark, but it was not too bright either. He raised his eyes vaguely and followed the sound.
Yu Zixin stood in the wind and snow, her figure looking pitifully thin. She had been waiting for an unknown amount of time. Her face was covered with wind and frost, and even her eyelashes were trembling slightly. She could not express her apology.
Zhou Jingsheng got out of the car.
He pushed the car door open, went to his pocket to get the keys, and asked her calmly: "Why did you come here?"
Yu Zixin knew his residence well.
She stepped forward and hugged him.
A pair of women's slender arms were wrapped around her waist and abdomen, and her whole body was filled with chills.
Yu Zixin did not cry, but her voice was choked with sobs: "A Sheng, please don't be angry with me, okay? From now on... I will never dare to touch her again, as long as we are good."
Zhou Jingsheng pressed the car key with his fingertips. When he heard the sound, his heart beat a little fast.
He couldn't see the apology and fear on Yu Zixin's face.
Just listen to the trembling in her tone: "I promise, I promise I won't touch her again, really."
Without hesitation, Zhou Jingsheng reached out and peeled off her arm.
"Let go first."
Yu Zixin didn't dare to provoke him, so she had to obey and let go of her arms.
Zhou Jingsheng pursed his lips tightly and took a tissue in the car to wipe away the tears from her eyes.
Yu Zixin's expression was complicated. She wanted to cry but didn't dare.
She reached out tremblingly, held the back of his hand, and smiled happily: "A Sheng, I knew you wouldn't abandon me, because you are reluctant to abandon me."
Yu Zixin and Zhou Jingsheng have known each other for almost ten years.
