Flash marriage to a wealthy family, the abstinent president proves love every night

Ji Tingqiu used his arms to push the weight of the woman in his arms. He was over 1.7 meters tall but weighed only a few kilograms. His whole body was light and heavy, and his bones were heavy.

"Where are you going?" Ji Tingqiu asked calmly.

The woman in her arms burped and groaned drunkenly, "I want to go home...send me home, I want to find my husband!"

Hearing this, the man's forehead twitched slightly, and he wanted to say, "I am your husband."

The words stuck in his mouth and were suppressed again.

This is the objective fact, but he has no sense of identity subjectively.

The only thing that felt familiar might be the smell of this woman, a very rare scent of bitter orange blossom, which seemed to have been smelled somewhere.

When she was distracted, Cong Rong saw that he didn't answer, her eyes flickered slightly and then she suddenly rushed to the road.

"Cong Rong, come back!"

When Ji Tingqiu came to his senses, he was so nervous that he yelled. His heartbeat accelerated in an instant and almost broke through his throat.

The passing traffic caused a sound of rubber tires to pierce the dark night.

"What are you doing! I don't want my life!" The driver rolled down the window and yelled.

"I'm looking for my husband. My husband is missing. Take me there!" Cong Rong planned to open the door and get into the taxi.

After seeing her appearance clearly, the driver suddenly changed his anger and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"Beauty, where are you going? I'll take you with me. Get in the car quickly."

Seeing this, Cong Rong really opened the car door and sat half of his body in.

Ji Tingqiu's face darkened again, and he couldn't help but step forward and press his legs against the car door.

"roll!"

Looking at the smiling driver, he glanced straight at the driver, so cold that the driver unconsciously got goosebumps, and his face suddenly became uglier than crying.

"If you don't want to sit down, don't sit down. Haha, you're busy, and I'm busy too." The driver looked at him with his eyes as cold as a knife, and for a moment he regretted and wanted to give himself a few words.

Fortunately, this is on the main road.

Otherwise, with this man's attitude, he could be pulled out of the car and beaten up.

Ji Tingqiu pulled the woman out of the car with a sullen face and slammed the car door with one hand.

Because he drank too much, the woman's resistance, punches and kicks were like scratching his chest, and an indescribable irritation slowly crawled out of his chest and went straight down.

Ji Tingqiu was even more angry.

Are you drunk and looking for your husband?

Isn't she afraid of being taken away by a random man?

Or maybe this woman is this kind of person with no moral bottom line.

"I'll ask you one last time, where are you going?" Ji Tingqiu said through gritted teeth, lying next to her ear.

"Wherever you go...I will go, don't even think about leaving me..."

Cong Rong clutched the man's clothes tightly and hummed like a kitten.

"Okay, you said it yourself." The man didn't intend to drag her along on the street. If he did, passers-by would probably call the police and arrest her as a human trafficker.

He raised his head and looked at the tall buildings nearby, then waved to stop a taxi.

"Go to the nearest five-star hotel." After placing the woman in the car, Ji Tingqiu straightened her torn coat.

But those slender green-white jade hands didn't intend to stop.

The city at night has lost its sense of oppression and rigidity. Couples on the street hug and sometimes kiss passionately, and the men and women in the back seat seem impatient.

The driver seemed not to be surprised. He locked the car and stepped on the accelerator to drive smoothly.

The car was speeding in the center of the neon-lit street, and the light and shadow of colored lights swept across the dark rear compartment from time to time. The man's superior facial features appeared more three-dimensional and charming in the bright and dark shadows.

Cong Rong raised his head inadvertently, and then looked straight.

Like the Creator's finely sculpted nose, it hung between the high brows. The man's deep eyes were hidden in the darkness and showed no emotion. She could only see the slight frown on his brow.

"You must be tired, I'm sorry..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Tingqiu felt a cold touch on the side of his face.

He was stunned for a moment, his body stiffened in place, and for some reason he didn't resist. .

The woman's slender fingers slowly and tentatively touched his cheek, then gently rubbed along the line of his mandible, and then her slender and delicate index finger touched his eyebrows.

From the brow to the center of the brow to the end of the brow, smooth it back and forth over and over again.

But as soon as he smoothed it, the man's brows frowned slightly again out of habit. Seeing that his fingers were useless, Cong Rong got angry and slapped Ji Tingqiu's face.

slap~

"Always disobedient!"

"you!"

Being caught off guard and slapped, a trace of anger flashed in Ji Tingqiu's eyes. He wanted to get angry but was unable to do anything.

Because this fickle woman had already rolled her eyes and turned away.

A few seconds later, the sound of heavy breathing came. Ji Tingqiu turned his head and glanced at the woman next to him who had finally calmed down. His thin and thin shoulders had begun to rise and fall gently with her breathing.

The dazzling light of the street lamp shone into the car, and the tears in the corners of the woman's eyes were crystal clear.

But Ji Tingqiu didn't see all this.

"Oh, I beat someone, but she slept soundly."

An unconscious smile appeared on Ji Tingqiu's lips. He suddenly felt that this woman was very interesting.

When he's awake, he seems quite rational, but when he's drunk, he's as fickle as a wild cat and even flashes his paws.

He looked at the night scene flashing quickly outside the car window, but the memory in his mind was empty, let alone love, not even a memory of liking.

He couldn't help but ask himself,

Did you really love this woman before?

How much does it mean to love her so much that you are willing to die for her?

A few minutes later, the taxi quickly drove into the parking lot downstairs of the hotel. Before the driver could settle the bill, Ji Tingqiu had already taken out a red ticket and said, "No need to look for it."

"Hey, okay, thank you. Thank you, sir. Please help your wife and walk slowly." The driver was surprised and happy, and quickly got out of the car and opened the door for the two of them.

Ji Tingqiu carefully helped Cong Rong out, then leaned over to hold her shoulders, and put his other hand around her slim waist.

Unexpectedly, the moment his hand covered the woman's lower back, there was another layer of soft palms on his big hand.

From paying the deposit and taking out the room card to entering the elevator, Cong Rong's other restless hand suddenly dropped from Ji Tingqiu's shoulder, and then imitated his example and began to touch the tight and hard narrow waist.

"It's tough!"

Ji Tingqiu immediately didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

This woman looked cold and pure, but she didn't expect that she turned out to be a pervert when she was drunk.

The magnetic card beeped twice, and the door opened amid a burst of smart reminder sounds. After walking all the way, maybe he was familiar with it, so he simply circled Cong Rong with one hand and inserted the room card with the other.

Looking down, he saw that at this moment, the woman was leaning on his chest very obediently, without making any fuss or flopping.

The only thing that's a little funny is,

Cong Rong always held his clothes tightly with one hand, like a child holding onto his beloved toy cautiously, for fear that the toy would be lost or the person would run away.

Perhaps it was a man's nature that Ji Tingqiu actually began to look forward to what would happen if he was in the same room with her.

The woman's body was so light that it was easy for him to lift her and throw her to the bed.

But for some reason, Ji Tingqiu didn't want to be so rough with her.

He thought that it was probably along the way that he discovered that Cong Rong was not a woman who would stalk her until there was no bottom line.

Or maybe, he always wanted to smell the faint scent of bitter orange blossom perfume on a woman.

Ji Tingqiu knew that his heart was driving him to understand her.

Moreover, he has no intention of going against his true intentions.

He gently put the woman on the bed, took off her shoes, socks and coat, and then covered her with a thin silk quilt.

Even though it was just a glance, he still saw the beauty hidden under the thin white shirt.

Towering peaks, a flat belly, a sexy pelvis, and those cartoon chopstick legs, she has everything she should have.

Ji Tingqiu took a breath unconsciously,

Heat gradually grew in his lower abdomen, and a restlessness spread throughout his body. Although he had lost his memory, he was very familiar with this reaction.

He leaned over and looked at Cong Rong's trembling eyelashes, which were still moistened by tears.

Those little crystals were like shooting stars that flashed in my mind for a moment,

Blurred and familiar outlines flashed quickly in front of my eyes.

The woman with tearful eyes, the woman who left stubbornly and resolutely, the woman who smiled so hard that her dimples trembled, and there was still the woman who hugged him and kissed him passionately...

He lowered his head and stared blankly at her beneath him, suddenly feeling a twinge in his heart.

I want to find the shadow on her sleeping face that resonates with the images in my mind just now.

After the last professional class ended, the teaching building of the Department of Economics and Management of University C was finally quiet, except for the faint sound of an impatient middle-aged female voice coming from the counselor's office.

"Classmate Rong Zhixuan, you did not pass the bursary review for this semester, so you are not included in the list posted by the department. It is not a mistake." The middle-aged woman lowered her head to scan the information, and her thin silver-rimmed glasses slipped a little further.

Seeing that the girl opposite didn't respond for a long time, Xu Li pushed up her glasses irritably and looked up, with a hint of scrutiny in her eyes.

"According to the school, the organization contacted your village committee to verify whether the situation of poor families is true, but the village secretary denied it and sent pictures back to the school. Come and see for yourself." She threw a piece of paper towards the girl and said coldly Said coldly.

Rong Zhixuan saw something strange from the attitude of the counselor, she quickly squatted down to pick up the paper on the ground to check.

The photo shows a brand-new Chinese-style courtyard house with brightly painted vermilion anti-theft doors. No one would believe that a family with this decoration style is struggling on the poverty line.

But this is not her home, it is next door.

The person who took the photo deliberately blurred the dilapidated bungalow next to the courtyard.

She had always been smart, and she could vaguely guess who was behind it, forcing her to drop out of school.

"Teacher, I would like to take leave and go home during the weekend." Rong Zhixuan took a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly.

She understands that it is useless to say more now. The end of the month is the last round of announcements, and maybe she still has time to save it.

"Mr. Rong, you have already received the scholarship. In fact, the scholarship can be reserved for students who are more difficult." Xu Li grabbed the ballpoint pen on the table with contempt, and signed a leave slip.

The girl lowered her head, her long eyelashes covering the emotions in her eyes, and ignored the teacher's unfriendly gaze. She took the leave note and ran towards the station.