I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 230 The Kissing Distance of Two Centimeters
"Do you want to hear me explain?"

Jiang Chacha couldn't describe the moonlight that night.

The moon is not so bright tonight, and it has already become dark under the cover of dark clouds.

Bian Jichen hugged her and strolled on the mountain road.The bluestone steps seem to be covered with dew, which looks a bit damp, but it won't cause people to slip, not to mention his calm expression and calm steps.

His shoulders and the front of his clothes seemed to be stained with summer night dew. Even if Jiang Chacha deliberately didn't put her face on his chest, she could still smell the damp and sharp smell of the vegetation in the mountains.

After Jiang Chacha finished speaking, she clenched her hands nervously.

Bian Jichen continued to step on the bluestone slab, the road down the mountain was a bit narrow, I don't know if he deliberately chose a small road with few people.

In the distance, you can still hear the screams of your classmates after they successfully found the treasure chest. The whole mountain is full of youthful atmosphere.

While Bian Jichen held her in his arms, he chose not to walk the comfortable and easy road down the mountain with everyone, but chose a quiet path that could only accommodate two people.

This secluded path in the deep mountains, every time you walk a section, it has a poetic atmosphere of another village.

The trees in the mountains grow wild and free.

Every time Bian Jichen stepped down the steps, there were always branches growing slanting towards the sky that brushed against his shoulders, and Jiang Chacha's black hair was accidentally brushed by these branches and leaves.

But the strength is gentle, just like the temperature is slightly hot tonight.

After hearing what she said, Bian Jichen lowered his eyes, his pupils were darker than usual, as if they were covered by thick clouds.

He opened his lips.

"it is good."

In Jiang Chacha's impression, he will always be a dignified and dignified son.

On those rainy nights in London, the continuous and moist drizzle had already shaped his gentlemanly conduct in the form of water.

He looked at her silently.

His voice was thin, yet revealing an inexplicable firmness.

Give her the illusion that he trusts her.

Inexplicably moved, Jiang Chacha didn't even blink, and explained to him honestly and honestly: "I said to drop things, but... I lied to you."

If you lie to him, will he be angry?
When talking about this, Jiang Chacha bit her lower lip.

She thinks that his good temper and his excellent aristocratic cultivation does not mean that he will not be angry or have any opinions.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Jiang Chacha bit the bullet and continued, she didn't want to lie to him anymore.

After seeing his eyes, continuing to lie would make her feel guilty.

Even if she wants to do that, the angel will torture her conscience.

Moreover, nothing happened between her and Wen Huaizhi.

So she felt that she didn't need to hide anything.

"I did go back to find Wen Huaizhi..."

"I met him before I met you in the mountains. He told me to stay where I was and wait for him, but I walked around and saw you..."

"I went back because I was a little afraid of him..."

She didn't dare to provoke Wen Huaizhi, who was uncertain.

At least not now.

After saying this, in the silence between the two, Jiang Chacha looked at him and blinked a few more times, "...do you believe me?"

Bian Jichen looked at her with warm eyes, he was like a piece of jade, clear, cold, placed on a high platform, alienated from the world.

He looked at her, didn't answer, and continued walking his way.

Ginger tea:? ! ! !
What does he mean by this! ! ! ! !

Don't answer either! ! !

It's really tantalizing, and I'm so anxious!

Jiang Chacha couldn't help but grab the skirt of his shirt, and felt that it was too impolite, as if he had tarnished the young man who was in the clear breeze of Jiyue, so he let go of his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

"Do you not believe me?" She couldn't help but her tone gradually dropped.

Aware of the depression in her words.

"No."

He denied it flatly, his voice cold.

what is that?
There was vanilla root in his arms, which smelled good and made her feel comfortable.

Bian Jichen paused for a moment, and continued to look straight ahead, his eyes fell on the thick dew-stained bamboo leaves on the side of the path, the green was too thick in the summer night.

He frowned slightly.

In this fresh and humid air, there was his inaudible response.

His eyes were bottomless, as cool as a summer night, and his indecipherable tone was like a thick fog on the top of a mountain.

"It's just that I'm a little unhappy."

Jiang Chacha didn't know how long the journey took.

Tonight's treasure hunt is still going on, and the classmates have come back intermittently. When they passed the assembly point, Jiang Chacha's eyes glowed with excitement, and she clamored to go over.

It was only then that she realized that her canvas bag seemed to have fallen on the mountain...

hateful! ! !

Bian Jichen stopped her, and his strength in holding her didn't decrease at all, and because of her ignorance, his fingers closed silently.

She was too scared to move anymore.

Bian Jichen said calmly, "Do you have to go now?"

After being caught by his cold eyes, how could Jiang Chacha dare to speak again?
She shrank her neck.

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

Bian Jichen carried her back to the apartment.

Her room was occupied by three hostesses, and their personal belongings were littered. He was a big man, so of course it was not easy for him to enter.

So he planned to take her back to his house.

After entering the elevator, Bian Jichen stretched out his hand to press the floor button, when he thought of something, he looked at her in his arms.

"do you mind?"

Ginger Chacha shook her head.

She knew that she couldn't trust men too much, but she just felt that Bian Jichen was different from other boys.

Bian Jichen: "I don't smoke, my room is cleaned every morning and night."

"No bad habits."

"..." Ginger Chacha is embarrassing.

There is no need to go into such detail.

Once the room card is swiped, the smart door will automatically open.

The lights in the room were not turned on, the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were drawn, and the moonlight shone into the room, but it was not so dark. His eyesight was also very good, so the whole room presented a quiet and cold tone.

He was walking, because it was difficult to see in the room, and she was lying in the man's broad arms, so she couldn't see his face clearly in the dark.

This feeling of being unable to see things in the dark made her a little nervous. The breath of male hormones on his body entered her nasal cavity bit by bit, and his cool hands touched her skin again. In the darkness, she couldn't help but hold her breath. Hold your breath, your heart is hot.

Bian Jichen hugged her on the sofa.

When he carried her down, his arms had to wrap around her slender waist. He was very gentlemanly, and when he let go, he didn't touch her waist at all.

But in the darkness, his tall and slender figure seemed to envelop her heavily from a high place, and his posture was so ambiguous as to imprison her waist in his arms.

However, his eyes are clear and his body is dignified and restrained.

She was so close that she could smell his snow-like scent emanating from the skirt of his clothes.

He lowered his head and put his hands on the single sofa on both sides of her. He wanted to leave from above, but because the space was too narrow, when his upper body moved back, his lips had to brush past her face.

In the dark, nothing can be seen, and all other senses are oversensitive.

When his sharp and cold profile moved away from the side of her neck, he suddenly lowered his eyes in the sultry atmosphere, and his superior nose bridge stopped in front of her petal-like lips.

It was so close that there was only 2cm of kissing distance left.

(End of this chapter)