deliberate kiss

Chapter 1 A Fawn

The September heat in Jingcheng is still there. After several months of scorching heat, even at night, the residual temperature is still anxious and dull.

Cheng Weiyue and her parents live in the Tinglan Hutong in the city center, amidst the bustling and bustling city where singing and dancing are flourishing, they are so pure to the point of simplicity.

The house is an old style courtyard with orange lanterns hanging at the door.

Mother Zhao Ruolan went out to play cards with her girlfriends, and Cheng's father, Cheng Cun, was holding a brush and practicing calligraphy in the study.

Cheng Cunzheng has been a university professor all his life, and his every move is quite dignified.

He looked at Cheng Weiyue who was carrying a bag and was about to go out, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing going out at night? You haven't graduated from college yet, and your heart is wild?"

Cheng Weiyue had a very beautiful face, if it was in ancient times, it would be a disaster for the country and the people in the mouth of the barbarians.

Especially those charming and lively almond eyes, big and round, the corners of the eyes are slightly upward, the pupils are always moist, the pupils are big and black, like a cat.

Under the light, she didn't have any makeup on. She had a palm-sized oval face, bright red lips, and a delicate pink complexion.Only a ponytail was tied, and the broken hair on the forehead hung down, adding a bit of softness.

It is even more eye-catching than others with fine makeup.

But obviously she has such a beautiful face, but her temper is in a mess.

At this moment, she paused, looked at Cheng Cunzheng, and said softly, "Dad, I'm going out to find Zhao Hanchen."

Cheng Cunzheng's expression softened immediately.

Obviously, he was very relieved of Zhao Hanshen.

Cheng Cunzheng waved his hand and said, "Be careful when you go out to play."

Then he lowered his head and continued writing.

Standing on the side of the road, Cheng Weiyue watched Zhao Hanshen send a text message 10 minutes ago: "Jade Title [-]th Floor."

The jade title that Zhao Hanshen mentioned was a clubhouse in the city center, every inch of land was expensive, and the consumption was staggeringly high.Zhao Hanchen has his own private suite there, with the best view and the best Feng Shui.

Cheng Weiyue got into the taxi with her mobile phone in hand, and reported the address to the driver.

Not long after the car drove out, it started to rain.

"It's an unlucky day, girl, did you bring an umbrella?" The driver is a simple and honest middle-aged man, he looked at Cheng Weiyue's pretty but unpainted face, and kindly said: "That's nothing Good place, if you go there with a girl, be careful."

Cheng Weiyue showed a bit of embarrassment on her face, she pursed her lips, "I'm looking for a boyfriend."

The driver master took a few glances at Cheng Weiyue from the rearview mirror, and sighed silently in his heart.

People who can spend money in jade titles are either rich or expensive. Obviously, this is a story about a young girl who has not experienced much in the world because of her beauty, and is attracted by dudes.

We met by chance, and the driver couldn't say anything, so he drove silently.

"Girl, we're here." The driver parked the car on the side of the road.

Yuxian's Chinese-style retro-decorated facade is elegant and profound.

Cheng Weiyue ran in quickly, but was still drenched by the rain.

The broken hair on her forehead was wet, and the pink sweater was covered with dark water marks from the heavy rain.

From the door to the elevator, all the people she passed by were exquisite and beautiful beauties.

There is no shortage of beauties in such a place.

There is no shortage of Zhao Hanchen's side.

Thinking like this, she was in a trance, and she didn't come back to her senses until the elevator opened with a "ding".

It's not the first time for Cheng Weiyue to come to Yulian, she took out the magnetic card that Zhao Hanchen gave her, swiped the card and pressed the button on the [-]th floor.

There are only two VIP suites on the twelfth floor, one is Zhao Hanshen, on the left.

The aisle is long and long, with a faint fragrance floating. The entire aisle is a whole piece of floor-to-ceiling windows, and you can see the most prosperous night scene in Jingcheng when you look down.

Cheng Weiyue hurriedly walked, but she still saw the room on the right that had never been deserted, with lights streaming out from the half-closed door.

Through those lights, Cheng Weiyue saw a man standing in the corner, leaning slightly leaning against the floor-to-ceiling windows, he was of superior height, 188 by visual inspection.

He was facing himself sideways, wearing a black suit, with clear and slender finger bones holding the phone, and his wrist was very white.Cheng Weiyue could vaguely see his sharp jaw line and the superior lines of his side face, his demeanor was really indescribably cold and clean.

Like snow on a white mountain.

It's like the glitz of Jinxiu burnt to ashes.

Mysterious, expensive and lazy.

She stopped for so long that the man seemed to notice it a little, and seemed to have a tendency to look at her.

She hurriedly withdrew her gaze and plunged into the box.

At the end of the aisle, the man was holding a mobile phone, and heard Wei Tingyao on the other end calling himself: "Jing Wei, why don't you talk?"

Zhou Jingwei put his fingers together between his eyebrows, and said in a lazy and hoarse voice, "It's nothing, I saw it."

Wei Tingyao hates other people's half-spoken words the most: "What did you see?"

Zhou Jingwei laughed lowly, the emotion in his voice was very light, almost inaudible: "A little deer."

"There are animal exhibitions in Yujian now? Old Zhao is really getting better at playing."

Yuxian's boss, Zhao Ximo, is a good friend of the two, and they are both in the same circle.

Zhou Jingwei didn't answer, but said: "Stop talking, I'll go in first."

"That's right, you just returned to China, and they won't let you go until they drink you down today." Wei Tingyao hurriedly said, "Stop talking nonsense with me, Lawyer Zhou, go get busy first."

On the other side, as soon as Cheng Weiyue stepped into the room, she was choked by the pungent liquor smell.

She is allergic to alcohol and just smells it and feels bad.

When everyone present saw her, they were silent for a moment.

After all, a woman who can stay by Zhao Hanchen's side for three months is really not to be underestimated.

"Isn't this Yueyue? Come here quickly! Brother Shen went out to smoke and will be back soon. No, there is a place for you!"

The person who spoke was Zhao Hanchen's little boy, Li Zhao, who had a harmless face, but his heart was as dark as Zhao Hanchen's.

Cheng Weiyue pinched the flesh in her palm with her fingertips, resisting the dizziness brought by the smell of alcohol, and sat next to Li Zhao.

The crowd has become lively again, some are drinking, some are singing, and what's more, they are sitting directly opposite Cheng Weiyue, embracing their female partner without any scruples, and kissing on the sofa inseparably.

Cheng Weiyue lowered her head in embarrassment, picked up the lemon juice on the table and drank it.

Until someone grabbed her waist from behind and pulled her into his arms forcefully.

Cheng Weiyue smelled the familiar clear aroma mixed with the pungent smell of cigarettes.

The lemon juice in her hand almost spilled out, so she quickly tightened her grip and looked at the person coming.

It was Zhao Hanshen.

He was wearing an iron-gray shirt today, with a good figure that could be seen from the outline, a pair of phoenix eyes flaunted wantonly, and he looked at her with a smile, a very deceptive face.

Merry and handsome.

It is true that such a good skin is enough to make countless women fly to the flames.

(End of this chapter)