CEO spoils me too much

"Where do you want to go?" Ling Xiao cold squinting eyes, light asked.

Ji Qianchen glared round his eyes, bit his lip, stretched out his hand and pinched the face of Ling Xiaohan: "I'm not dreaming, do you agree?"

She thought she would be under house arrest for more than half a month.

"Is it a dream? It's useful for you to pinch my face?" Ling Xiaohan glances at her sideways and pulls her left hand off his face.

Ji Qianchen smiled and shook his head: "it's useless, but it hurts to pinch my own face."

The bright sunshine smile, like a warm wind, blows into Ling Xiao's cold heart.

Whenever I feel upset, I can see her face, her smile, and all the upset can be dispelled immediately.

She is his medicine. She can't give up all her life.

So, in any case, he will protect her smile at all costs.

"Go, change." Ling Xiaohan comes to her side and holds her up.

Walk up the stairs.

After changing clothes, Ling Xiaohan personally drove out with Ji Qianchen.

It's time for lunch.

Ling Xiaohan leads Ji Qianchen to lunch.

The restaurant at noon has a lot of traffic.

Ling Xiaohan led Ji Qianchen's hand in and was recognized immediately.

The waiter warmly takes the distinguished guests Ling Xiaohan and Ji Qianchen to the private room.

This is a very famous Chinese restaurant in Yuncheng. It is famous for its dishes that suit the local taste.

Passing by a box, there was a clamor in the box.

"Director Qi, such a young, beautiful and desperate woman is rare. I still admire you very much. Come here and continue to drink."

"No, I'm really drunk."

"Director Qi, if you want to win this project for Lingshi entertainment, I can understand it. But if you don't understand the rules, I have to teach you what is the rules of the mall."

……

"Don't touch me."

"Ah..."

Ji Qianchen stops.

"It's like Qi Qing's voice."

Ling Xiaohan also seemed to hear it. He grabbed her wrist and stopped at the door of the box.

Bang -

the box door is broken.

Qi Qing's frantic red face appeared in front of Ling Xiao's cold and Millennium morning.

Her hair was a little scattered, the buttock skirt was torn a corner, the white shirt on her body, several buttons were torn, showing the white full.

An old man behind him, with a glass of wine in his hand, grasped Qi Qing's wrist with one hand.

Obviously, the man wanted to drag Qi Qing back to the box.

But Qi Qing resists to death revolt, unscrewes the box door to want to escape.

Qi Qing, who is noble and aloof, has such a poor side.

Ji Qianchen suddenly thought of Uncle Chen who wanted to be unfaithful to her. Her situation at that time was similar to Qi Qing at that time.

At the moment when the old man behind saw Ling Xiaohan, his glass fell to the ground and became pieces.

Anyway, Qi Qing is also Qi Yan's sister.

And she came to talk about the project on behalf of Ling's entertainment.

Ji Qianchen rubbed Ling Xiaohan's arm, stood on tiptoe, and said to him softly, "go and deal with it."

Ling Xiao's eyes are half narrowed, and he looks at Ji Qianchen with some complexity.

After a few seconds.

Ling Xiaohan patted Ji Qianchen's left shoulder gently, making a soft decision in his voice, "wait for me for a few minutes."

Finish saying, Ling Xiaohan walked into the private room.

With a bang, the compartment door closed.

Ji Qianchen knows.

Her husband is going to close the door and kill the dregs.

At the door, Qi Qing was stunned like a rag doll without soul.

Ji Qianchen came up to her and asked her kindly, "are you ok?"

Qi Qing raised her eyes and stared at Ji Qianchen coldly, as if to stare at a hole in her body.

"Are you satisfied to see me like this?"

"I didn't..." Ji Qianchen shook his head and quickly denied.

Although she is regarded as one of the enemies of love, Qi qingruo is not a fussy person when she doesn't violate the bottom line. Otherwise, how can she let her husband Ling Xiaohan come to her head.

"Don't be hypocritical any more. I don't like you very much. You have everything. You can smile smugly. Why do you pretend to be a good man here?" Qi Qing's eyes are covered with a thick layer of frost. Ji Qianchen's eyes are full of contempt and dissatisfaction.

Ji Qianchen shook his head and sneered: "since Miss Qi thinks I'm hypocritical, I'm hypocritical. After all, once people wear colored glasses to see people, this person can never be normal color in your eyes."

She is not a saint. She doesn't need to be liked and respected by everyone.She only cares what the people who love her think of her, others, how she looks at her, her heart can't be so broad.

Qi Qing smiled coldly and arranged her clothes with her hands. "I can do anything for brother Ling, or even sacrifice my body. What can you do except to enjoy such a rich life and win his favor all day long? In my eyes, only capable people deserve her, and you are nothing. "

Leaving aside a word, Qi Qing is like a noble white swan, ready to leave proudly.

I don't know whether it's intentional or unintentional. She passed her right shoulder on purpose, and her arm hit her right shoulder heavily.

She will not go back.

"Hiss..."

The pain made Ji Qianchen bend down.

The left hand caresses the right shoulder that is hit, painful frown.

Creak -

the box door opens.

Some of the customers were dressed and pasted by Lingxiao Hanzhi. Their faces were purple. They felt like they had come back from the ghost gate.

Ling Xiao cold out of the first eye, see squatting in that Ji Qianchen, the pain of the small face white.

A lunge rushed to her side and lifted her sideways. "What's the matter with you?"

"Pain, shoulder pain."

Ji Qianchen frowned, clenched his lips, and could not open his eyes.

Ling Xiaohan carries her all the way downstairs.

White long sleeved dress, right shoulder gradually opened a red blood flower, is still expanding.

Damn it.

The wound split.

"Well, how did the wound crack?" Ling Xiaohan takes Ji Qianchen back to the car, closes the door and roars angrily.

"I was hit by accident."

Ji Qianchen squeezed a few words out of his teeth to answer him.

"Who hit it?"

Lingxiao howls.

Lay her flat on the back of the car, reached out and unzipped her dress, pulling part of it off her right shoulder.

Originally, I wish her wound could be healed quickly. In this collision, the slightly healed wound burst again, and red blood flowed out.

Ji Qianchen didn't answer. She didn't know if Qi Qing knew her hand was hurt. Maybe she just passed her by accidentally. If Qi Qing was named, Ling Xiaohan would not give up.

"Qi Qing?" Seeing that she didn't answer, Ling Xiaohan said it first.