The vicious female supporting role is being protected by the villain boss

Tan Moting's kisses fell on her shoulders and chest, and the shoulder straps of her pajamas were pulled off by him. Her hands were pressed on top of her head by him, and she endured his instinctive movements all the way down.

He occasionally returned to her lips, intoxicated with the kiss. She tried to bend her knees, but was suppressed by him. Tan Moting's kissing skills were not very good, so she believed that he was really drunk.

The kiss was like a ridiculous dream.

Shen Qiqi knew that Tan Moting was drunk, and if he were sober, he would never want to get pleasure from her, but she was powerless to resist, and she didn't want to let him continue.

Shen Qiqi was so sad that all she could do was cry.

A woman's tears are useful in front of a man who doesn't want to hurt her. After he found her crying, he let her go.

Tan Moting sat up from her and helped her put the shoulder straps of her pajamas back on her shoulders, "Qiqi, I'm sorry, I lost control, but I'm not drunk, I'm..."

Not drunk? Only drunk people say they are not drunk. She doesn't know how to respond. Does he mean to take responsibility for his behavior just now?

"Mr. Tan, you are drunk. Just pretend that what just happened never happened..."

"No." His eyes were red and blurry, and he just sat there lazily, staring at her.

"sorry."

When his hand touched her face again, she cried again.

It would be great if they were not destined tools.

She doesn't have to hide here to survive, and he doesn't have to fall in love with Gu Chenxi as if destined.

That way, even if they can't be lovers, they will definitely become good friends.

She turned her head away slightly, a small movement that represented her continued fight against fate. His hand slid to her shoulder, "Don't cry, you have me."

Tan Moting discovered when he kissed her that she was not completely resisting his kiss, but was wandering in a fuzzy state. There seemed to be a huge force of fear that made her uneasy.

It's not impossible between them, but she needs a sufficient sense of security.

He never thought that he would be one in 10,000 lucky enough to meet love, but at this moment, how much he hoped to turn the person in front of him into his sweetheart, and for her to throw herself into his arms without hesitation.

He understands that this will take time. So much so that after the person in front of him broke down in tears and turned into a smile, his heart suddenly tightened and he felt like he was falling.

His determination and her relief converged in this quiet square inch.

Shen Qiqi seemed to be bewitched by Tan Moting. For a moment, she really believed that he could protect her.

It seemed that the world welcomed her, and that the situation in which she was besieged by fate could be easily changed.

Shen Qiqi really felt that Tan Moting was not as cold and ruthless as the rumors, or it should be said that she only knew him as a one-sided, tool-like person, but the real him was warm.

Shen Qiqi didn't know how she walked back to the room. Her head was dizzy and she was in a specious dream.

She glanced at the time on her phone, it was almost three in the morning.

After lying on the bed, the scene in the study happened again.

Just when Tan Moting said "Don't cry, he is here", the window was not closed, and a gust of wind blew up unintentionally, bringing a coolness mixed with the fragrance of gardenia.

The air is still filled with the aroma of red wine.

Tan Moting gently picked up her hand and opened her palm.

Everything was suddenly quiet.

He put away his laziness and was so generous in his words and deeds, "I am willing to protect you."

He stared at her with that firm look, as if all happiness could be expected.

Shen Qiqi had stopped crying. She didn't dare to accept this promise.

She was afraid that fate would intervene too quickly in the future and ask her to give it all back, then it would be better for her to never get this surprise.

Just when she didn't know what to do, he held her hand and planted a deep kiss on her palm.

Shen Qiqi came to his senses, pulled back his hand forcefully, and ran away.

At this moment, she just wants to be an ostrich. She will not take this promise seriously. She also hopes that when Tan Moting wakes up tomorrow, he will forget everything that happened tonight.

Shen Qiqi pulled up the blanket, covered his head, and gradually fell asleep.

She had a strange dream. In the dream, she was soaking in a cold pool for a while, and warming herself by the stove for a while. Einstein's voice kept ringing in her ears: "As long as you move faster than her Think, and you will not be besieged by fate.”

This dream was very painful for her, and Einstein's words gave her a splitting headache. Shen Qiqi's grades in physics and mathematics were average and she was not interested in astronomy. She didn't know why she dreamed about Einstein, let alone what his annoying words meant. It was almost impossible to act faster than think.

Shen Qiqi couldn't wake up even if she wanted to. She had a splitting headache and her body alternated between cold and hot, which was very painful.

The alarm clock at 5:30 in the morning woke Tan Moting up. He sat up from the sofa and glanced at the dim sky outside the window.

Last night, he squeezed into the sofa in the study and fell asleep. Looking at the empty wine bottles on the table and the debris scattered on the floor, all the memories of last night came back to him.

He forcefully kissed Shen Qiqi, and the remaining warmth of her palm seemed to remain on his lips. This was the last image in his mind.

Tan Moting got up and left the study and came to the door of the guest room where Shen Qiqi was.

Even though he knew she was sleeping, Tan Moting still wanted to make sure of her state, because he clearly remembered how much he went too far and almost tore off her pajamas.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door, but no one answered. He couldn't care so much anymore. He entered the password and pushed the door open.

What came into view was Shen Qiqi curled up on the single bed. She wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, her face was red, her brows were slightly frowned, and she looked uncomfortable.

Tan Moting walked over and sat beside the bed. He raised his hand and touched Shen Qiqi's forehead. It was so hot that he could fry an egg!

He doesn't live here often, and there isn't even a thermometer in the suburban villa, let alone antipyretics.

He drank last night and couldn't drive her to the hospital yet. He was so worried.

After a brief panic, he called Li Ziyun, who lived nearest him, picked him up from his sleep and asked him to drive over immediately.

After hanging up the phone, Tan Moting returned to Shen Qiqi's room. He sat back on the bed and shook her awake, "Qiqi, you have a fever. I will send you to the hospital."

Shen Qiqi tried her best to open her eyes. She thought her eyes were wide open, but in fact they were just a crack.

In a daze, she saw Tan Moting's face. She wanted to speak, but her head hurt, her throat was sore, and her whole body felt uncomfortable.

Seeing Shen Qiqi open her eyes slightly and then quickly close them, the painful expression on her face was clearly visible, expressing her discomfort.

Tan Moting was helpless. He could do nothing but pour her a glass of water and help her drink it.

Soon, Li Ziyun arrived and walked in with a worried look on his face. When he learned that Shen Qiqi had a high fever, his jaw dropped in shock.

Shen Qiqi was already burning. Tan Moting couldn't wake her up and change her clothes. He simply found a windbreaker, wrapped Shen Qiqi from head to toe, and found a set of clean clothes and shoes from her closet. , put it in the bag, and went out with Shen Qiqi in his arms, while Li Ziyun followed him to help carry the bag.