deliberate kiss

Chapter 19 Tieshu Blossoms

Qiao Jingxue's toes were weak, and she almost fell to the ground.

And Zhou Jingwei's phone rang suddenly, interrupting the almost stagnant atmosphere.

He took out his mobile phone to look, and the caller ID was Zhou Siheng.

Zhou Jingwei put the mobile phone in front of Qiao Jingxue, his lips curled up in a slight mockery, and his lowered eyebrows showed a bit of indifference: "Your husband's phone number."

The husband's words are very heavy, and the warning is self-evident.

Qiao Jingxue bit her lips until she turned pale, her face showed weakness and goodwill: "Brother, can you not tell Si Heng?"

Her expression was too tense, as if Zhou Jingwei would cry out if she didn't agree.

The latter stared at her for a long time, hung up the phone under her almost pleading eyes, and said a word: "Get lost."

Qiao Jingxue hurriedly said yes, and waited until the lingering fear subsided, then gritted her teeth in humiliation and embarrassment, and staggered out.

The matter has come to this point, she can only bear it.

Zhou Jingwei is too familiar with human nature. He knows that he can't push people to a corner, otherwise he will hit the bottom and fight back, which is difficult to control.

At this level, deterrence and lessons are just right.

He watched Qiao Jingxue leave, put the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray and extinguished it, and walked towards the half-open window.

Cheng Weiyue didn't say it, but he could tell that she didn't like the smell of cigarettes.

Cheng Weiyue was playing matchmaker in the lounge, she was so focused that Zhou Jingwei didn't even notice when she walked in.

The sofa seemed to be sagging, and Cheng Weiyue smelled the cold and elegant fragrance of Zhou Jingwei, mixed with a little bit of tobacco.

Cheng Weiyue first looked at him, then subconsciously looked at the door, and said, "Where's Miss Qiao?"

"Don't worry about her." Zhou Jingwei stretched out his hand towards Cheng Weiyue: "Give me the phone."

"okay."

Zhou Jingwei had such a convincing and reassuring power that she didn't even ask.

Zhou Jingwei's fingertips stayed on Cheng Weiyue's game interface, without saying anything, and smoothly swiped the squares with colorful small animals printed on it.

His fingers are very beautiful, Cheng Weiyue looks at them, and can't help thinking of the way these hands are placed on the piano.

The level that had troubled her for several days was easily passed, and Cheng Weiyue heard Zhou Jingwei's voice.

He asked what she was looking at.

Cheng Weiyue said obediently, I was thinking that your hands must look good when used to play the piano.

After she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a slip of the tongue, raised her head in a panic, and bumped into the man's smiling and lazy eyes.

He put the phone in Cheng Weiyue's palm, and said gently: "I've cleared the customs, I want to take you somewhere."

"My roommates are waiting for me outside."

"I asked my driver to say hello to them. We won't waste your time. We will be back soon." Zhou Jingwei narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled slightly: "I promise, you will regret it if you don't go."

He just rescued himself outside.

On such an occasion, his status is honorable, so there is no need to respectfully do these things for himself.

Cheng Weiyue is a person who knows how to repay her kindness. She just thought about it and asked Zhou Jingwei when she would come back.

Zhou Jingwei talked for two hours.

Cheng Weiyue stood up holding the hem of her skirt, and said, "Then let's go there quickly."

It's a bit like completing a task and returning favors.

The curvature of the end of Zhou Jingwei's eyes has softened a little, but the light behind the mirror still does not show the gentle smile of mountains and dews.

She has no other thoughts about her being real, frank and clean.

Zhou Jingwei has never had such an experience in his life.

The capital of a man's love is nothing more than his wealth, appearance and emotional intelligence. He has both, and he is at the top level in the eyes of the world.

But Cheng Weiyue was unmoved.

He suspected that this little girl might not have regarded him as a man at all.

As soon as this idea came out, he himself laughed.

He got up and opened the door for Cheng Weiyue, and said kindly: "Success, let's hurry up."

Zhou Jingwei had someone send a black Volkswagen over, and the car stopped at the school gate.

He opened the car door for Cheng Weiyue, jokingly: "My new car, what do you think?"

Cheng Weiyue said it was very good, and felt much more at ease.

Zhou Jingwei just smiled and put on the seat belt for her.

From the outside, this Volkswagen looks like an ordinary model, but all the furnishings inside have been rebuilt, including the seats.

The heat in Jingcheng in September is unbearable, the sun was shining brightly along the way, and the cold wind from the air conditioner was blowing just right on her body, making Cheng Weiyue drowsy all the way.

Zhou Jingwei occasionally turned his face to look at her, and he could see the little girl leaning crookedly on the seat, with her small face buried in the seat belt on one side, her cheeks flushed.

With an indescribable tenderness in his heart, he slowed down and drove the car more smoothly.

When Cheng Weiyue woke up, the car had already stopped at the entrance of an art exhibition.

Zhou Jingwei took out a tissue and handed it to the little girl who just woke up, and kindly reminded: "The lipstick is gone."

The lipstick is very light water red, and the corners of the lips were scratched off by the seat belt, so a touch of red spread out.

Cheng Weiyue looked at the people coming and going outside, and took the tissue very embarrassedly.

With the softness of just waking up, she muttered, "I'm sorry, I fell asleep."

"It's really easy to get sleepy this season." Zhou Jingwei comforted her in turn.

Cheng Weiyue's lips are pinkish, after removing that layer of red, she looks younger.

Zhao Ximo waited at the door, and when Zhou Jingwei came out of a black Volkswagen, he thought he was wrong.

"I'm rubbing. Returning to the basics and returning to the truth will not return to this level." Zhao Ximo couldn't help feeling, and before he finished feeling, he saw Zhou Jingwei go around to the other side of the car, put his hands on the roof, and carefully protect the girl inside. come out.

After all, Zhao Ximo has known Zhou Jingwei for so many years, so how could he fail to see what he was thinking.

He clicked his tongue and said meaningfully: "The iron tree is blooming."

Cheng Weiyue didn't notice that there was someone waiting at the entrance of the art exhibition, but just talked to Zhou Jingwei: "Are you taking me to see the art exhibition?"

"This is a joint art exhibition held by several well-known foreign painters. There is only one stop in Asia, Jingcheng. I guess you will like it very much." Zhou Jingwei's gaze fell on Cheng Weiyue's thin red lips, and he paused for a moment. move away.

He naturally put Cheng Weiyue's arm on his own, and said in a calm voice, "Be careful of the steps."

Social etiquette, Zhou Jingwei's tone was too natural, Cheng Weiyue didn't hide.

Until a voice caught Cheng Weiyue's attention.

"Jingwei," Zhao Ximo waved his hands lazily, and said, "Here."

Zhou Jingwei walked over with Cheng Weiyue.

Zhao Ximo's eyes fell on Cheng Weiyue, and she praised without hesitation, "What a beautiful girl, where did you abduct her?"

Cheng Weiyue smiled quietly.

Zhou Jingwei knew that she was uncomfortable in social situations, so he took over the conversation and said calmly: "My friend, Cheng Weiyue."

(End of this chapter)