As deep as you are as hell

With a sudden heart attack, Tang Tinglu stood up "teng--".

Because of kneeling for too long, Tang Tinglu was unstable, and she staggered into Chu Ting's arms.

Her body was hot.

The red suspender skirt has long been wet by the heavy rain, and the thin fabric cannot block the transmission of body temperature.

As soon as he raised his eyes, there were already winks and glances.

Tang Tinglu's body was close to Chu Ting, and from my perspective, I could tell that she was not wearing anything under the suspender skirt.

I lowered my eyebrows, and some old covers that were not suitable for children that I had seen before appeared in my mind.

Chu Ting is a normal man, can he really hold Liu Xiahui in his arms at this time?
Tang Tinglu's eyes were red, and she looked like a delicate beauty: "Brother Chu Ting, can you help the Tang family at this time?" She drew circles on Chu Ting's chest, and cast a hook in her voice, Lingering like sticky honey.

"Get lost." Chu Ting said coldly.

"What?" Tang Tinglu thought she had heard wrong.

"Get out." Chu Ting held the umbrella with his bony hands, exuding an abstinence temperament all over his body, "You make me feel dirty."

Tang Tinglu's eyes widened, and this time she finally heard clearly, her whole body trembling with anger, but she still conscientiously played her role as "Little White Flower": "Brother Chu Ting..."

For a moment, Chu Ting pushed her away mercilessly, and even took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands.

"If you want to blame Yiting's bankruptcy, blame you for touching the wrong person." Chu Ting "kindly" reminded Tang Tinglu, "Could it be hard to forget what you did at the divorce ceremony?"

"Where did Chen Jiao offend you? Let you use such despicable means to deal with her?"

How much did Tang Tinglu want to ruin another woman if she dared to show those clips in public?
Unwillingly, Tang Tinglu continued to tug on Chu Ting's sleeve: "I'm sorry, brother Chu Ting... I was not sensible at the time, but now I can apologize to sister Chen Jiao, or even ask me to kneel down and kowtow to her... When I I was blindfolded by jealousy for a while, I have loved brother Chu Ting for so many years, why can Chen Jiao make brother Chu Ting go with her obediently..."

She was out of breath from crying, and her face was flushed red: "It was not my intention to play with those men, but my father told me that brother Chu Ting was just playing with me, even though he was engaged to me, But he will definitely not marry me... He said that I have to save myself a way out, so that I will have unclear relationships with those men..."

Tang Tinglu confessed her heart, but her thoughts were in a mess, and she even spoke incongruously.

This scene is really sad for those who hear it, and tears for those who see it.

Even I, who was sitting in the car, was wondering if it was not suitable for me to appear here.

I felt a dense soreness in my heart, and I felt uncomfortable when I saw the picture of Chu Ting and Tang Tinglu standing together.

"Chen Jiao, get out of the car." Suddenly there was a knock on the car window.

Chu Ting was holding a black umbrella, and his eyes seemed to be filled with deep water vapor.

I got out of the car in doubt, and the black umbrella moved to the sky above me, blocking the rain curtain outside.

When passing Tang Tinglu, Chu Ting didn't even give her a look.

She was limp on the ground, her eyes were scarlet, unwilling and helpless.

"Chen Jiao, aren't you afraid that you will end up like me in the future?" When the key was turned, Tang Tinglu's yell clearly came from behind me.

Chu Ting entered the room with his arms around my waist, and made me a cup of ginger tea with his own hands.

"Why are you in a daze?" He brought a clean towel and helped me wipe my hair.

I shook my head and didn't answer.

After brushing my hair, Chu Ting went into the kitchen. The knife skills were superb, and the kitchen was filled with the smell of food.

I glanced down from the window, and Tang Tinglu was still kneeling in the yard, as if Chu Ting didn't see her or pay attention to her and would not leave.

The harsh words she just said kept echoing in my ears.

ended up in the same fate as her...

A girl like Ye Qinglan can't get into his heart, maybe I'm just Chu Ting's whim, acting on the spot, right?

Back then, Gu Peicheng, who had disobeyed the wishes of the family and insisted on marrying the "poor girl" Zhong Rong, also had lipstick marks from other women on his suit.

In this wealthy family, is there really a heart-to-heart relationship?
Scrambled eggs with shredded ginger, chicken with red dates, Liling stir-fried pork... A variety of delicious dishes were served on the table.

Chu Ting wore a black and white apron around his waist, his sleeves were rolled up high, and hugged me from behind with the smell of fireworks in the world.

"Have you softened your heart? Don't want her to continue kneeling down?" His chin rested on my shoulder in an intimate gesture.

I felt a little unnatural: "It's not that I'm soft-hearted, but seeing Tang Tinglu like this, I always feel very uncomfortable."

I twisted my fingers in confusion: "Actually... If it wasn't for my appearance, Tang Tinglu probably wouldn't be on the path she is today." She was originally an existence of stars, and everything went smoothly.

But I met Chu Ting, who was stubborn and stubborn, and me, who came from an unknown source.

Even though she was wrong, I must have played a role in the introduction that lured her to the point of no return.

I never need other people to be vicious in order to elevate my personality and show my kindness. After all, I am not a true, kind and beautiful person myself.

"There must be something pitiful about a hateful person. If Tang Tinglu knelt down again, she might faint. If she is picked up by some good media again... It's better to have one more thing than one less thing."

"But she let go of the video of you in the hotel in front of so many people at the wedding reception."

"Didn't she also taste the consequences in the end? We've evened this matter."

"Are you really thinking about it?" To spare her so easily?
I struggled for a while: "Yiting's matter is related to you, right?"

Chu Tingquan took it for granted. In fact, he just wanted to give Yiting a little color at the beginning. He didn't expect that this so-called century-old company would be the first to disintegrate from the inside.

"The Tang family has almost retaliated...is it enough to express the anger you have suffered in the Tang family?"

I was about to continue talking, but Chu Ting let go of my waist and called the butler to whisper a few words.

When I wanted to look down the window, I was taken to the restaurant by Chu Ting.

But for that meal, I beat chopsticks with chopsticks and ate absent-mindedly.

"A ticket for tomorrow's concert." Just after eating, I pursed my lips with a napkin, and Chu Ting handed me a ticket.

He woke up with a glass of red wine, which had a mellow aroma.

But still only handed me a cup of warm milk.

It was pouring rain outside, with no intention of stopping, Chu Ting raised his eyebrows and asked me if I would like to stay here tonight.

I agreed.

But when I came out of the shower, I saw Chu Ting standing by the window alone.

The red wine was placed casually on the edge of the window, and there were scattered cigarette ashes in the alcove.Scarlet flames danced at his fingertips, but the living room did not turn on the lights.

The bathrobe gathered Chu Ting's waist and strangled it into a thin circle.

All of a sudden, I had a very strange feeling.

But I was the first to laugh.

How could a person like Chu Ting have anything to do with loneliness?

The long scarlet smoke burns to the end.

Chu Ting snuffed out the cigarette, and habitually took out the spray to disperse the smell of smoke on his body.

I didn't expect to see me when I turned around.

"Why aren't you wearing shoes?" He frowned
I made a hasty decision tonight, temporarily staying overnight in Chu Ting apartment, but found that I didn't have a change of clothes or toiletries.When I used Chu Ting's toiletries just now, I blushed.

The length of the bathrobe was not too long, exposing my smooth calf, and water droplets slid down from my calf and rolled into the plush carpet under my feet.

I was a little embarrassed: "I didn't find the slippers just now."

The housekeeper went to ask Tang Tinglu to "leave", but I didn't dare to disturb Chu Ting, that's why I appeared in front of him with this nondescript appearance.

Chu Ting hugged me horizontally, the momentary feeling of weightlessness made me subconsciously wrap my arms around his neck tightly.

When I stepped on the ground again, I came to a room on the second floor, which looked like a cloakroom.

Chu Ting opened one of the cabinets: "See if there is a style you like. If you don't like it, I will ask the housekeeper to buy you a set later."

Where is the need to mobilize so many teachers?I quickly waved my hand.

Unexpectedly, there are quite a lot of women's clothing stored in this cloakroom, with all kinds of colors and styles, and many of them have not even taken off the tags.

Although I don't have many opportunities to come into contact with big brands, Chanel, Gucci, Vatican and other high-end brands are really eye-catching.

Moreover, many of these clothes are new products that will be released this spring. If you have money, you may not be able to buy them through channels. Why do you have them here in Chu Ting?
I thought of Ye Qinglan's paintings hanging in the living room, and my heart was thrown up and down.

"I wash my clothes, dry them tomorrow and wear them." I replied with a dry smile.

"Are you going to go to the concert tomorrow like this?"

I didn't know which word irritated me, so I subconsciously blurted out with my fingers: "Chu Ting, do you think I've embarrassed you?"

A suffocating and awkward silence, a cold and stiff atmosphere.

I just... yelled at Chu Ting?My mind was confused and confused, and cold air kept rising from the soles of my feet and rushing towards the tip of my heart.

"Chen Jiao."

He let out a sigh.

"Chen Jiao." Seeing that I didn't answer, he continued to read my name.

I seldom see Chu Ting talking to someone in a humble, soft voice. I always feel that a person like him should always be the flower of Gaoling, an existence that others can wait and see but cannot touch.

But now this high mountain flower has slowly migrated its root system to my garden, casting a green shade for me and sheltering me from wind and rain.

Chu Ting sat down on the sofa, took me into his arms, and I sat on his lap.

My face turned red instantly, and I was anxious to push him away, but Chu Ting held his hand.

He lowered his voice very softly, with a persuasive and coaxing tone: "Chen Jiao, who were you arguing with just now?"

"When I go to some public places to attend some banquets and receptions, no one sets the dress code. Everyone just wants to have fun." Chu Ting explained patiently, "I never thought that it would be wrong to say how you dress when you go to a concert." Embarrass me. But tomorrow when you're in the public eye with me, the first thing people will notice is how you dress."

It takes a deep chat to know a little bit about those things. People are visual animals. Who will pay attention to the things inside at first glance?
And as Chu Ting's female companion, his status naturally determines that I can no longer be as sloppy in dressing as before, at least in public.

Otherwise, I will be made a big fuss by how many people with a heart, using the matter of dressing to attack my identity, the level of social etiquette, and even Chu Ting's vision.

I replied apprehensively, with a voice as thin as a mosquito: "That's not what I said before..."