Jiang Yue didn't appreciate it very much, but because of his own upbringing, he couldn't say anything serious. He just brushed off his kindness with a light tone.
The way she refused to eat was even more different from what Qin Zhao had heard about her.
Jiang Yue really doesn't have a good reputation in this circle. The two labels of following the crowd and adapting to the situation seem to be firmly attached to her.
Qin Zhao smiled slightly, but did not insist any further.
Jiang Yue suddenly felt that she had made a mistake in going downstairs. None of the four men seemed to have any intention of leaving, and she did not want to continue chatting with them.
She thought about it and decided to forget it.
It's better to go back to the room and watch TV for a while, with the lights and sound turned up to the maximum, so that you won't be dragged into a deep nightmare again.
"Ah, I suddenly felt sleepy again, so I went upstairs to sleep first."
What she said was as perfunctory as it could not be more scrawled. She probably felt that her lies were very sincere, her eyes were very sincere, and she could indeed deceive some blind fools.
Zhou Ji raised her eyebrows and followed her words, saying lightly: "Then let's go to bed."
The man grabbed her hand hard and held her tightly. Before going upstairs, he said to the other people in a very distant and polite manner: "We're going to bed first. You can do whatever you want."
Entered the elevator.
Jiang Yue was not in a hurry to break away from Zhou Ji's hand. Whose yang energy was he sucking?
She silently endured Zhou Ji's embrace for a while, and her hand really hurt a little from being caught. She frowned again and muttered: "Your hands are so strong, can you be gentler?"
Instead, Zhou Ji tightened his grip on her waist. The pampered girl had no choice but to press against the man's waist. Her breathing quickened, "You still have to push your limits?"
The man was silent and looked down at her.
She was probably still very scared, her drooping eyelashes were trembling slightly, her delicate body was slightly stiff, and the fingers clenched in her palms were a little cold.
After exiting the elevator, the lights in the corridor flickered.
She was so frightened that she closed her eyes and subconsciously crawled into his arms. When she realized that nothing was wrong, she felt a little annoyed and wanted to push him away.
The lips are moist and pink.
Glowing with moist and shiny water.
It was like an alluring, sweet ripe fruit that made people's teeth itch. They couldn't wait to pierce her lips and suck out the sweet juice.
Zhou Ji calmly swallowed, looked away, and acted calmly: "Aren't you scared?"
His voice was clear and cold.
The voice was as pleasant as ever, very melodious. The words settled in the ears, with a somewhat cold metallic texture, making people feel numb after hearing them.
Jiang Yue hasn't spoken yet.
Zhou Ji was silent for a moment, then said casually: "People have died in this hotel."
Jiang Yue's hand that had just been about to be withdrawn stopped silently. It was not like she had never seen dead people before, but now she still felt horrified when she thought about it.
Especially when she herself experienced these embarrassing things.
I am even more afraid of ghosts and gods.
After entering the suite, Jiang Yue turned on all the lights in the bedroom. After getting enough sense of security, he pushed Zhou Ji's hand away, climbed onto the bed, and got under the quilt.
He kept his head down and his body curled up.
There is a small arc in the quilt, which looks a bit pitiful and cute.
Zhou Ji walked to the bed and asked democratically: "Do you need me to sleep with you?"
After a few seconds, a muffled voice came from the quilt: "No, I'm not afraid of this."
The man was silent for a long time, and there was no sound.
After a moment, he lifted a corner of the quilt, slowly embraced her from behind, and rubbed her in his arms, feeling full of security.
Jiang Yue didn't struggle, nor did she try to drive him away.
In the past, even if she was so tired that she couldn't even lift her fingers, she would roll up the quilt and sleep far away from him. She must have been really scared, so she was so good.
Jiang Yue nestled in his arms, and he was very warm. Holding him was like holding a heater. She closed her eyes and gradually fell asleep.
The next day, Jiang Yue woke up and there was no one on his pillow.
The curtains block the sunlight from outside.
She yawned and got up. After cleaning herself up, she inadvertently saw the "divorce agreement" that was almost shattered into pieces in the shredder last night.
Zhou Ji was talking on the phone on the balcony, her face as cold as the weather outside.
After a few minutes, the man hung up the phone.
There was no one in the suite anymore.
Jiang Yue went downstairs to have breakfast, and met a few people from last night again early in the morning.
Young man, full of energy.
Even if I drank until one or two in the morning last night, I would still look the same as usual when I get up early.
Jiang Yue found a position further away from them, pretending not to see the three people and treating them as if they were nothing.
After breakfast, it was time to go our separate ways.
The Zhou family's driver was waiting at the door of the hotel for a long time, and there was also someone to pack the luggage upstairs.
Jiang Yue had already started looking for a suitable house on her mobile phone. At some point, the man was standing behind her, with a clear voice: "Let's go, I'll take you back."
Jiang Yue put away her phone and said hello.
The space in the car was spacious, but Jiang Yue felt that after Zhou Ji sat in, it felt a little cramped inexplicably, and the air inside seemed to become a little thinner.
She was about to speak when she was suddenly interrupted by him.
Zhou Ji handed her his mobile phone, "These are the houses I showed people looking at this morning. Do you like any of them?"
Jiang Yue breathed a sigh of relief. She was also going to discuss moving with Zhou Jiti.
Seeing how he let go so happily, it fits the character of the male protagonist very well.
Jiang Yue is complacent, and it seems that the plot has not changed much.
She took it over, studied it carefully, and finally carefully selected a large flat-floor apartment in the city center.
The location is great and the light is great.
The space of several hundred square meters is large enough, and the most important thing is a beautiful cloakroom.
"That's it."
The man glanced at the picture she pointed at, his cold eyes filled with imperceptible tenderness and affection. He hummed in a hoarse voice and said in a low voice, "Okay, then I'll buy it."
Zhou Ji raised his eyes, his dark eyes seemed reluctant to move away from her, and he continued: "I have to go on a business trip today. Thank you for waiting for me for two days, and I will send you there."
Jiang Yue felt that Zhou Ji seemed to have figured it out.
It seemed like he had grown up overnight. It was completely different from the attitude he had last night when he said he would not sign in a cold tone.
But precisely because of this, her suspicions were dispelled.
She tapped her chin and said very understandingly, "Okay."
Moving seems to be very troublesome.
She didn't want to do it herself.
Okay, she admits that she is a bit squeamish, and she is also a bit arrogant and lusty, not willing to endure hardships and hard work, and only looking for enjoyment.
But there’s nothing wrong with that.
She doesn't want to be a good person who is reasonable but gets bullied.
The car window suddenly rang twice.
The unlocked car door was suddenly opened. The handsome man looked at the two people in the car calmly. He asked politely: "The car broke down. Do you mind if my assistant and I give you a ride?"
Qin Zhao's car was indeed broken down.
When the assistant just discovered that the car was broken down, his back felt cold. There was a meeting in the city today. His boss was never late and didn't like his subordinates to make such stupid mistakes.
However, Qin was obviously in a good mood today and did not pursue the matter.
Instead, he got into a car with Mr. Zhou, who never dealt with him.
The assistant couldn't help but glance inside the car, and paused for a moment. For some reason, he felt that there was a bright and beautiful woman sitting in the car.
His eyebrows are somewhat similar to those of the minister.
I can't say that they are particularly similar, but they have an impatient look on their expressionless faces, which is very similar.
